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That Friday leaving police academy was a relief. Our class of cadets had really been thrown to the wolves. The physical regimen plus academics of law, was admittedly thoroughly exhausting. At 22 years of age I felt so much older. Picking up Chipotle and beer was a smart move. The remnants now on the dining room apartment, I awaited the text from Brian. Actually I was wondering would he? Yes I for once bottomed for him as my punishment, for being caught with another guy named Chang. At 18 Brian wasn't happy, and his lack of texts or concern all week was aggravating.
We had been so close, since our initial night of romantic passion, where I had taken his virginity. Even with our kisses and my big cock exploding in his mouth and ass, the sentiment was we were drifting apart. I actually was missing our special times together. Even to hold hands together, or cuddle up during a movie would be fabulous. Yet now we were in a row over what had happened. Men are sexual creatures. It's part of our DNA. Yes it was wrong of me to bang the handsome Chang, but Brian and I hadn't discussed a relationship or any expectations. Hoping this weekend we would. On tv was some Netflix series. They become background music, and seem to just get lost where they are. Drinking another cold one, I heard the text go off. Damn it. My younger sister was asking how "the academy was going." My response was "I'm surviving." Finally I decided to take a shower, and take some aspirins for pain all over from the extreme workouts.
As the water steamed up, I couldn't help but notice my 8 inches rise. Brian and those cute blue eyes, and peach shaped tight ass were on my mind. So wanted him to text me back. So far nothing, and as I lathered up, I couldn't help but feel up my shaved pubic area. Damn it felt good. Completely erect the factory downstairs was certainly manufacturing pancake batter, and I was getting aggressively hostile. As I shook my cock back and forth, images of Brian on his knees, subservient made me even more riled up. The thought of us kissing as I took him from the side. Oh how he made me howl touching my big sensitive balls as I was inside of him. All of this and the hot water was pure overload, as I couldn't hold it in anymore. My eyes closed as my breathing increased, and my cum screamed out to go down the drain. That was one intense orgasm, and as I dried off, it was such a surreal feeling.
Off to bed I went, as usual not bothering to put on underwear on. As I was deep asleep, I heard the text messages start to come in. Slightly confused. Was I out that deeply? Or was it a dream, as all of a sudden the instructor was yelling at us to expedite our mile times. Yet as I became more aware I saw the texts. Brian was texting me left and right. He had been fired from the movie theater, and his parents had threatened to throw him out. As he was 18 this was legal, but so cruel to a high school student. They were upset that his grades weren't straight A's. I supported him with uplifting texts. He definitely was crying. That manager Tiffany was a bitch, and had fired him for being 10 minutes late. I kept reminding him, that "there are people like her, and could I as the armed security before going to the academy, talk with her to rehire him." Brian was really upset. Finally he called me, and his voice was clearly an indicator of pain. It was reflective of young hurt, and despite our issues, I cared about him a lot. What we had was special.
After an hour or so he was calmer, and he thanked me. Also he would be coming over tomorrow. Brian was kind to let me go back to sleep, and I awoke for breakfast, although sore after that week at the academy. Made more coffee as he'd be joining me, and as the doorbell activated, I opened the door for him. As the latch closed I pulled him in for a hug. He cried incessantly. Brian was worried about his grades, now being unemployed, and his report card. I reassured him that if the schools he applied to didn't accept him, the local community college was an option. While he was too small in stature, and not dominant enough for uniformed service, I reminded him of dispatcher possibilities. Soon he was calmer, and I got him a cup of coffee too.
We sat on the couch for some time. Lots of hugs. He crawled up against my chest and leaned into me. I tussled his hair, and soon our pecks became far more uplifting. There was tension. A change in the air perhaps. Our lips and tongues met, and oh my balls were activated, with the factory downstairs stirring. Now fully in each others arms, our kissing became more purposeful, and my strong hands grabbed his ass in those tight jeans. Brian moaned and seemed to melt for me, and I finally got his hand in mine, taking him to the king bed which had experienced our sexuality before. Soon my soreness and his stress, had clearly taken a backseat to something more substantial and primal. The heat had gone up a million degrees.
Taking his shirt off, I kissed his neck. Moving down to his sensitive nipples, I made sure to use my tongue to make them far more than they already were. His back arching and that crotch area of his, were visual proof I was hitting him in all the right places. Ripping his jeans off by force, I loved his pink briefs that packaged my favorite cock to feel up and suck vociferously. Oh yes I loved feeling his soft thighs. Velvety. And as I slid his undies off, I used my hands to gently stroke his stunningly sexy circumsized cock with those shaved balls. His scent lingered in the air, and I simply couldn't resist.
Moving up I licked the sides of his shaft like an ice cream. This one was warmer and tasted better. Oh yes I was getting a hint of his precum. Those balls were tightening up. Swirling my tongue on them, then sucking on them, I had him completely under my control. He was my domain. Going up and down his penis, I made sure he felt my lips, inside of my cheeks, and warm saliva mixed in. He was catatonic, as I used every cell of my DNA to suck him up. Gobbling his knob, there was nothing I enjoyed more than to light him up. Then before he could catch me, I fingered and licked his hole with reckless abandon. His squirming and moaning, the nonsensical English he attempted, proved I was hitting paydirt. His hole was tight, and I purposefully goosed his erroneous prostate. That walnut was his hot spot, and I had him begging me to be inside of him. Smiling I said "soon baby."
Looking at the mirror, it turned me on to see his shaft disappear in my mouth. He was breathing irregularly. I absolutely owned him. So fun to deepthroat his cock, touch his balls, and finger fuck him to my hearts content. There was always something so special about having him in this position, and I wanted him to relax after his stressful time. As I continued to go down harsh and deep, I was getting more of his juices. Those sweet tastes of his DNA in my mouth made me desire him more, and soon he said "please. Let me suck you, as I wanna cum with you inside me." His rigid back told me it was inevitable. And with that I just continued to take him in my lips, as his hot wet sperm exploded in my mouth. His screaming told me this was a soul deep orgasm.
To be continued.