Tom's Dad

I have always been a ferocious cock sucker as long as I can remember. When I was a senior in high school, I regularly sucked off a buddy of mine, Tom. We were both 18, and sometimes we met behind the school gym or in his car on a deserted dirt road by my house.

At eighteen Tom had a perfectly shaped eight-inch cock that was the same girth from base to the head, and a pair of huge balls that were irresistible to me. I sucked Tom off whenever he wanted, sometimes three times in one day.

When Tom slept over, and after I knew my parents had fallen asleep, Tom would take off his PJ bottoms, lay back on my bed with his legs spread, and let me suck his delicious cock for hours all the while whispering to me in the dark directions on how to suck his cock,

"Slow, now go all the way down. Oh yeah, that's right. God, I love the way you suck my dick. Yeah, suck it harder, fuck!"

Those nights that Tom slept over he would always fill my gut with what felt like a gallon of cum. I swallowed every drop, and after his second or third load, we would then roll over and go to sleep. Taking direction from Tom on how to suck his cock made me an expert cock sucker, and Tom could never get enough of my hot, willing mouth.

One day during the summer, I had been taking my time and edging Tom's big boy cock behind his parent's garage when I noticed out of the corner of my eye Tom's father standing by the side of the garage door. He was standing just out of eye shot of Tom, but within perfect view of me on my knees devouring his son's cock. Since he didn't immediately make his presents known, my intuition told me that he was more curious than angry, and it was then that I decided to show him what an expert cock sucker I was.

Tom didn't have a shirt on, and he was wearing a pair of lose fitting nylon running shorts and sneakers. He had his legs spread as far as they would go as he leaned up against a small picnic table that sat against the back wall of the garage. I had taken Tom's cock and balls out of the pouch of his running shorts, and I had both hands on the picnic table using it for leverage while I forced all of Tom's thick cock down my throat. Spit had pooled at the bottom of Tom's balls dripping slowly onto the green grass as I impaled myself on his perfect tube.

Knowing Tom's father was watching, I took all of Tom's cock down my throat slowly and held his shaft deep in my throat while I massaged the base of his cock with my tongue. I made sure that my tongue lay flat and was visible to Tom's dad so he could see how expertly I was working on his son's cock.

Tom moaned and whimpered as I withdrew his teen cock from my throat and slowly descended back down to his hairless balls sucking harder and harder as I approached the rigid base of his meat. I could feel Tom's huge cock throb in my throat as I sucked his cock and savored his sweet pre-cum. I took both of Tom's balls in one hand and softly squeezed and stretched them pulling them toward my chin brushing them against the soft stubble on my chin. My other hand kneaded Tom's firm butt cheek guiding him in and out of my slippery hot mouth.

I slowly glance toward Tom's father who is now rubbing his huge cock through his weathered khakis shorts. He knows now that I've noticed him, but Tom is still oblivious.

Knowing I can see him, Tom's father slowly reached down and gave his big cock a squeeze forcing the head of his cock to become perfectly outlined by the fabric of his shorts. We kept eye contact as I descended once again down his son's cock, and when I reach the base of Tom's cock, Tom's father gave me a look of approval and smiled.

I then kicked my work into high gear determined to have Tom's father watch me swallow his son's huge load and drain his boy balls.

Slowly, I devoured Tom, pushing my tongue out ahead of me as I ease his entire length down my throat sucking harder as I worked his meat all the way to the back of my head and down my throat.

Gently I pulled his cock out of my mouth lingering at the swollen head and darting my tongue in and out of his piss slit, then all the way down again.

One more lunge to the base Tom announces,

"I am going to cum buddy, take it, take it all!" at the same time grabbing the back of my head with both his hands forcing me all the way down on his cock.

With every throb of his cock, I open my throat and swallowed as fast as I could to keep up with the volume of cum Tom is pumping into me. Tom's dad now has an expression of a man who is sincerely impressed and envious of the attention I am paying to his son's cock.

Sensing we are about to finish up, he steps back a little further behind the garage but still within eye shot of me and his son's cock buried down my throat.

After Tom finished feeding me his entire load, he let me take my time lapping up the spit covering his cock, and I then gently tuck his waterlogged cock and balls back into the pouch of his running shorts.

"Thanks bud. Give me a call tonight if you want. I might have another load for you." Tom said as he dashed off around the corner of the garage.

By now I have noticed Tom's father had gone as well from the other side of the garage. I then turned and walk through the backyard, through a small hole in the fence, and onto the street headed toward my house. The entire walk home I thought about how big Tom's dads' dick was, and how he watched me swallow his son's load.