Author's Note: After the long-term relationship, with Robin, ended with her transfer to Arizona, I moved to Urbana for teaching position at the university. We ended things in a good way, but it was traumatic; I tried to focus on the positives...I still had Darin in my life and the teaching gig was something new...a new challenge. I went into the new job, knowing it was temporary; it was to last one year or, if they renewed my contract, two years.
Darin was upset, too. It was a big loss for both of us, but he had been seeing Benji and he was ecstatic that I was moving to town. He was so excited he found this amazing house the three of us could rent, just five blocks from Lincoln Avenue; they were both grad students, so it was perfect. As you read the following chapters, we hit it off and the threesome continued without Robin...the perfect cure for lost love.
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Benji had a late class, but I came home early to pick up Darin. He was in town for a couple days and we planned to check out a new gourmet burger place. But there he was, jerking his big dick on the couch.
With the sight of Darin's big dick, I was rock solid in seconds...maybe less. His dick is awesome...just big and perfect. I pulled mine out and pushed the pants under my balls; he was startled, but grinned, "You're welcome to join me."
We were both stroking, with our eyes fixed on each other. Keeping my eyes on that big, juicy dick, I grinned, "I'll suck yours, if you suck mine...69?"
"You know, it tastes better when it's hard?"
"You do taste better...and, I guess, I've got a lot of experience."
"I'm sure it does, but I'm referring to you...your dick," he laughed.
"I think we need to drop everything and check out your theory."
I laid out on the couch and he anxiously pushed half of it into his mouth. I put my hands on the back of his head, pushing him to take more, "Fuck...fuck...that's good...fuck!"
He licked over the long meaty shaft and groaned, as his mouth closed around the head, again. He popped it out and admired it, "It does taste better, but I'm gonna need more research...a lot more research."
"Definitely...but let me check it out. Let me have that dick."
He brought it up to my face. Reaching out to grip his butt and pull him to my mouth, I licked the head and began dragging my tongue, up and down, like it was candy. I worked slow and sensuously, covering every inch of the shaft. I took the very tip between my lips and pulled off, "Dude, it does...it does taste better, but I want you to fuck my mouth!"
"Let me turn around and I can do you, too." My eyes closed and I groaned, as I took it back between my lips and he started pumping his hips, almost going to his balls.
"Damn, you can suck cock...mmmmm...that's good...fuck...yeah, that's good!"
Pushing at my throat, with the head, felt amazing...that was as far as I could take it, but it felt perfect. I kept both hands on his ass, encouraging him to keep it up, but he knew what he needed and kept pounding at my throat.
"Oh fuck, Rob...yeah...yeah, suck that cock...suck it...suck that big cock!"
Again, he pushed down over my dick, with his tongue gliding and dancing over the hard flesh. He wrapped his arms under my thighs, just under my cheeks, to push it deeper. He impaled himself, over and over, savoring every inch as it passed through his lips. He tried to take it all, feeling it bump his throat, and falling into a satisfying rhythm.
So hungry for cock, we were crazy fucking horny. I never wanted it to end, but I knew it would...there's no way I was lasting much longer. We sensuously humped into each other, grunting and moaning the best we could; I felt his moans, mix with gurgles and traveling up through hard flesh, "Mmm...mmmm...ga...ga...ga...ga...ga...mmmmm!"
Then I felt his lips tighten and his body stiffen...he pumped me full of seed. While he fucked my mouth, the juices that escaped my swallows, dribbled down over my lips. Our bodies, moving in sync, wildly humped into each other.
He pulled off, "Sit back...and get comfortable."
"I'll finish you off, on my knees," he grinned, "let me worship that tasty dick."
He scooped up the reward, starting to bead at the tip, "That totally tastes better!"
He pushed it deep and I punched at his throat. "Darin...fuckkkk, Darin...that's...uhhhh...uhhhh...that's good...so good! Yer pushing me closer...closer...closer!"
Finally, I lost it, slamming hard with my cock and pulsing out a load. The hot, creamy seed filled his mouth, as I worked through orgasm. I pulled out and moaned with loud intensity, through the house, "Fuck, Darin...oh god...uhhhh...uhhhh...mmmm...uhhhh...uhhhh...so good...so good...fuck!"
I stroked out the last of it, and it trickled over my fingers.
He carefully sucked up the remnants as I finished and laid his head over my thigh. Our eyes met, and our taste buds were saturated; it was salty, musky and erotic.
"Dude, there's no doubt...hard cocks taste better," he laughed, "but it's the cream! The cream's amazing...fucking amazing!"
Then with his sexy grin, he gripped his dick, "Think you could take a big one up the ass. They feel better when they're hard, too."
"No Doubt...I have no doubt." I wrapped my hand around his dick, "Yeah, I could use a big one...a nice thick one!" The head flared out from the shaft and my hand teased the pronounced ridge...I thought about how it felt, passing over my lips. I stroked up and down its length, tracing ridges and veins that textured the surface, "I really like to hold it...you know?"
