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eyes.
He patted my stomach soothingly. “It’s alright. I won’t do anything you don’t want. Stop me at any point.” He took my dick in his hands like before skilfully stroking until I couldn’t think. I made every attempt to clear my mind and just enjoy the gift he was about to give me.
Carey ran his tongue across the tip of my straining shaft. His soft warm lips closed over the slit, sucking ever so softly before he fluttered his tongue into it, licking the liquid that had gathered. “Mmm,” he murmured.
“Ohh,” I breathed, placing my backside against the counter ledge for support, splaying my legs slightly. I released my hands from around his neck, no longer fighting it, and ran my hands into his soft hair, holding him.
Carey then took the pulsing bulb of my cock into his mouth. He gripped my jewels in one hand as the other held my hard rod steady. Carey ran his tongue from tip to base, the sensation making my toes curl. It felt even more incredible when he stopped to tongue the little bud of sensitivity just below the head.
Carey opened his mouth wide and took as much of my length as he could.
It was like he inhaled me. The heat and the wetness within felt like heaven. I think I actually whimpered.
Carey slowly withdrew, firming his lips as he eased back upward. He began to move, slowly at first, picking up the pace, sucking my cock like I’d never experienced before. I’d been given some fantastic blowjobs in my day from some very talented ladies, but nothing compared to this. I could almost hear my juices rushing.
Oh, God, I wouldn’t last long, and man did I want it to go on. It felt so fucking good. I tried to relax my muscles in an attempt to slow down my raging need.
Carey maintained a steady grip and release action on my balls as he continued to go down on me. He used his other hand, pumping in tandem with his hot gifted mouth, but when he curved his fingers and started that sweet circular motion that he’d introduced to me just yesterday, it sent me into convulsions. I grabbed his head and forced my cock deep into his throat, thrusting mechanically, riding the exquisite wave of orgasm.
“Oh, fuck, Care, oh fuck!” I groaned. “I’m sorry.”
He didn’t seem to mind—he swallowed repeatedly as I continued to ejaculate into his mouth.
Carey finally released my dwindling cock. I pulled his head against my stomach and hugged him, so grateful and euphoric. I felt so close to him. He stood and looked at me. His face was ruddy with exertion and arousal. My thumbprints marked his cheeks where I’d held him.
I smoothed my thumbs over the discolouration. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be.” He kissed me and I tasted my own bitterness from his swollen lips. I shuddered involuntarily.
I so wanted to reciprocate. I palmed his hardness through his dress pants, determined not to think about it. I knelt and undid his pants, releasing him as he’d done me.
Carey splayed his hands into my hair. “You don’t have to do this,” he gasped, but I knew by the strain in his voice that he really wanted it.
I took a deep breath and smelled the musk that was Carey. It turned me on again and my dick actually twitched. I couldn’t believe it had anything left to give.
I closed my eyes and took the head of my best friend’s cock into my mouth. I didn’t know what I was expecting him to taste like, but he didn’t taste bad, I decided. I licked the drop of pre-cum from his slit and didn’t mind that either. I was doing good.
* * * *
I looked down at the top of Bryan’s head, revelling in the fact that we were both here in this moment. This was a dream come true for me.
Bryan was timid and unsure of himself. It made me love him all the more, that he would try to do this for me when I knew giving another man head was not on his bucket list.
His hesitance was very arousing. It was like the first time for me all over again, the way I’d always wished it could have been.
Bryan licked
He patted my stomach soothingly. “It’s alright. I won’t do anything you don’t want. Stop me at any point.” He took my dick in his hands like before skilfully stroking until I couldn’t think. I made every attempt to clear my mind and just enjoy the gift he was about to give me.
Carey ran his tongue across the tip of my straining shaft. His soft warm lips closed over the slit, sucking ever so softly before he fluttered his tongue into it, licking the liquid that had gathered. “Mmm,” he murmured.
“Ohh,” I breathed, placing my backside against the counter ledge for support, splaying my legs slightly. I released my hands from around his neck, no longer fighting it, and ran my hands into his soft hair, holding him.
Carey then took the pulsing bulb of my cock into his mouth. He gripped my jewels in one hand as the other held my hard rod steady. Carey ran his tongue from tip to base, the sensation making my toes curl. It felt even more incredible when he stopped to tongue the little bud of sensitivity just below the head.
Carey opened his mouth wide and took as much of my length as he could.
It was like he inhaled me. The heat and the wetness within felt like heaven. I think I actually whimpered.
Carey slowly withdrew, firming his lips as he eased back upward. He began to move, slowly at first, picking up the pace, sucking my cock like I’d never experienced before. I’d been given some fantastic blowjobs in my day from some very talented ladies, but nothing compared to this. I could almost hear my juices rushing.
Oh, God, I wouldn’t last long, and man did I want it to go on. It felt so fucking good. I tried to relax my muscles in an attempt to slow down my raging need.
Carey maintained a steady grip and release action on my balls as he continued to go down on me. He used his other hand, pumping in tandem with his hot gifted mouth, but when he curved his fingers and started that sweet circular motion that he’d introduced to me just yesterday, it sent me into convulsions. I grabbed his head and forced my cock deep into his throat, thrusting mechanically, riding the exquisite wave of orgasm.
“Oh, fuck, Care, oh fuck!” I groaned. “I’m sorry.”
He didn’t seem to mind—he swallowed repeatedly as I continued to ejaculate into his mouth.
Carey finally released my dwindling cock. I pulled his head against my stomach and hugged him, so grateful and euphoric. I felt so close to him. He stood and looked at me. His face was ruddy with exertion and arousal. My thumbprints marked his cheeks where I’d held him.
I smoothed my thumbs over the discolouration. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be.” He kissed me and I tasted my own bitterness from his swollen lips. I shuddered involuntarily.
I so wanted to reciprocate. I palmed his hardness through his dress pants, determined not to think about it. I knelt and undid his pants, releasing him as he’d done me.
Carey splayed his hands into my hair. “You don’t have to do this,” he gasped, but I knew by the strain in his voice that he really wanted it.
I took a deep breath and smelled the musk that was Carey. It turned me on again and my dick actually twitched. I couldn’t believe it had anything left to give.
I closed my eyes and took the head of my best friend’s cock into my mouth. I didn’t know what I was expecting him to taste like, but he didn’t taste bad, I decided. I licked the drop of pre-cum from his slit and didn’t mind that either. I was doing good.
* * * *
I looked down at the top of Bryan’s head, revelling in the fact that we were both here in this moment. This was a dream come true for me.
Bryan was timid and unsure of himself. It made me love him all the more, that he would try to do this for me when I knew giving another man head was not on his bucket list.
His hesitance was very arousing. It was like the first time for me all over again, the way I’d always wished it could have been.
Bryan licked
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