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From the prior installment . . .
Finally, he unexpectedly brushed his lips against mine and said, "I, I want you t-to do anyth-thing, everything t-to me, just no p—" He stopped abruptly, but I waited, rubbing my hands on his back, holding him tight until he finally finished. "I don't want any p-p-penetration – SHIT, there I said it!"
I chuckled, and he momentarily tensed at my amusement with his anguish, but I held him tight, reinforcing my hold, and he relaxed again. "May I get undressed with you?"
This time he chuckled, albeit nervously. "I would feel more on even ground if you did, Mads," he said, with a sigh at the end, like that had been weighing on him.
"One last question, Jay," I said, and he exhaled what I think was a sign to go ahead. "Will you promise me you'll verbalize anything you're not completely loving, anything that's scaring you, worrying you will go too far, anything like that?" I asked into his lips.
"Dude, I'm so far out on the limb here, you have no idea," he said, and I could feel it.
"Jay. I. Got. You." I said slowly. "This is yours, whatever you want, whatever you don't, however you like – no strike that – however you LOVE it, you have just to let me know. As much or as little. I could, in fact, get on my knees, take that huge, beautiful fuckmeat of yours," to which his cock twitched and his body trembled, at the mere use of the word, "in my mouth, blow you, drain your nuts, and there you'd have it – a faggot sucked your cock and you could go on with no harm, no foul."
And now . . .
Community Service Part 2 by Mads van Duessen
He exhaled a breath I hadn't realized he was holding and then his face went into a devilish grin. He reached up and grabbed me and pulled me into him, hard on top of him, and wrapped his arms around me tight. "I'll take everything oral there is. That's what I want." He even waggled his eyebrows at me.
Our naked bodies were together, a great match for each other, in height, build and furred surfaces, both of us tall, him about six-four and me a bit over six-five, very lean and muscular – him more muscle mass than me, but not a musclehead by any measure. Our upper-to-lower body distribution was similar, which had our faces even together at the same time as our cocks were jammed together between our hard abs, another match, both the eight-packs and our massively oversized cocks, the only difference being he was cut, and I'm not.
The heat of his body was firing me as much as the throbbing of his cock against mine and against my abs was stoking that fire. I pressed my groin harder into his, and he moaned, and I felt both of us precum into our furry abs.
I decided to push the limits right then and there, and I pressed my lips to his and pushed my tongue to open his mouth. He hesitated for a minute and then opened his mouth and took my tongue and then brought his into the fray with mine and pushed into my mouth, too, his arms around me clenching more tightly and his groin grinding into me. Just like that we were OFF, both of us.
The kiss had been a gamble, but it paid off with a long, ravishing face-sucking, allowing me time to run my hands up and down his sides and down his thighs, his body responding with shivers and moans, his tongue and lips working even harder. I broke the kiss by moving to his ear and then his neck, and I moved off him enough to grab his big throbbing fuckrod in my hand. I have big hands, but this thing was BIG. His body spasmed against me as I held his manhood tight and bit the skin at the base of his neck, and I was rewarded with precum running over my fingers as I ran them over his impossibly large cockhead.
OK . . . let's just see, I thought, and I brought my precummy hand (he really precummed a huge volume so easily) up and brought my head up and showed him his precum and licked it lasciviously in front of him. "Fucking GOOD pre, Jay – fucking HOT manjuice!" I said, and then I pushed my fingers to his mouth.
He didn't hesitate; he took my fingers into his mouth and sucked and licked every bit of the precum and spit off them. "Mmmmmm," was all he said, but he got his hand under me and grabbed my cock and got as much of my pre as he could and brought it up. I went to lick it, and he said, "Mine," and elaborately, like he was pantomiming ecstatic indulgence, licked and sucked his hand clean of another man's juice. He apparently saw my surprise and said, "In for a penny and all that." Then he swiped his tongue along my lips and threw his head back and laughed. "OH MY GOD, I just tasted cockjuice!"
"Speaking of," I said, and I got myself to where I could get my mouth on his cock and opened as wide as I could and got that ginormous head in my mouth, my hand clenched around the base and my other hand firmly holding his huge furry balls.
His entire body tensed when I got him in my mouth, but he also moaned a long, low exclamation that sounded more like an orgasm than a first lick. I squeezed his balls and felt his body respond, and a glob of precum came out of that head onto my tongue. "Mrrmmmrmmmmm," I managed with my mouth far too full, and I went to work on getting more of that pole in my mouth.
"Oh fuck, OH FUCK," Jay exclaimed as I rubbed his big cumtanks in my hand and worked my way down on that fucklog, taking more and more in as I went. "Oh my fucking god," he yelled, and he threw his arm over his eyes and moved his head from side to side. OK, I'm good, but not that good – I'd only just got started, for chrissake!!! Then he said, "A fucking DUDE is naked with me sucking my cock. OH! MY! GOD!!!"
I'd worked so hard to get about two-thirds of that massive weapon of his into my mouth, but I came off it and asked, "Is that good or bad, Jay?"
"I don't fucking know!" he said, without hesitation. And then, "It's fucking AWESOME! God PLEASE don't stop, dude, er, Mads." And to add emphasis he reached down and put his big paw on the back of my head, rubbed my neck and head gently as he pushed my mouth back into position.
I worked that cock with my tongue and lips and didn't throw a stray tooth-scratch once despite the sheer insurmountable girth of that slab of beef. Judging from his moans, which were more long growls than moans, I was doing it right.
I gave his nuts a yank and got an enthusiastic, "OH YEAH!" from him amid one of those moans and felt his cockhead flare against the back of my throat. Note to self: Don't yank when I try to get that head into my throat! For that matter, if I yank that bag when I've got that monster cockhead down my throat, I might never get it out!!!
I worked it, relaxing my throat and pushing myself down onto that shaft farther, forced the limits of my cocksucking discipline and finally felt that cockhead spread my throat beyond its capacity and, as Jay's moans increased in intensity, I suddenly felt that amazing feeling of the POP and then my nose was suddenly in his musky pubes. "OH FUCK MAN, FUCK YES!" I was in cocksucker heaven . . . at least until I needed to breathe again. "FUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK OH FUCKN YESSSSSSSS!!!" Jay screamed. "NOBODY'S EVER done that!"
FUCK indeed – I had no idea if I'd ever get that fucklog out of my throat or, if I did, if I'd be able to rehinge my jaw. And just when I was about to lose my composure, I felt that cock drooling down my throat, and a bolt of electricity sparked through me, ending at my balls and making my own cock drool a huge glob on his shin.
I went back to work on that cock, and forced myself up off it and worked his huge head with my lips and tongue and then went back down and FORCED that thing back down my throat again. All the while Jay was arching his back and writhing back and forth, loving every suck, lick, lap and stroke. I even started working his sac while I had that monster in my throat, and that made his yells raise an octave or two!
For me, the feeling of his throbbing veiny cock in my throat and his jumbo mushroom head flare with each yank or squeeze of his nuts was crazy hot, and I found myself humping his leg as I worked that huge cock. Jay's big hand was clamped on the back of my neck, too, which was fucking HOT. I worked that humongous thing with every trick of tongue, lips, mouth and hands I knew, and then, when I felt that monster cock go impossibly harder, and the head flare up even more and stay that way, I pulled off.