So I saw this guy today - he's been talking to me recently - telling me that from my pics, I have a really suckable dick, and he wants it down his throat. The pics of him that I'd seen showed off the fact that he was quite nice looking, and a good bit younger than me. I couldn't figure out why he was interested in me - but he kept insisting on wanting to suck me off - so who am I to argue?
I finally had some time today to take advantage of his offer, and so after a brief chat to get directions to his house, I headed over there. I was amazed - it was like I had the first time jitters all over again - my heart was racing and my hands were shaking. It had been quite a long time since I'd done anything like this - but I didn't think it had been that long.
Nice suburban neighborhood - 2 car garage and everything. Anyway, he comes to the door - and he's a bit different than his pictures - having opted for the scruffier look now, rather than the clean cut look he had in his pics - but he still looked nice. He had on a white t-shirt that showed a bit of his tight young body - one of those like I never had. Very nice to look at.
"So, is the family room ok?"
I sit down on his sectional sofa, and he kneels down in front of me on the new-looking hardwood floor and starts opening up my pants. He fishes my dick out - which is pretty close to hard by this point, and takes it right down. He's quite eager - and he knows how I like to be sucked - firm and wet.
There's a old episode of "Outer Limits" or some such show playing on the tv - a strange backdrop to this scene - it keeps catching my eye. It's showing some people in government uniforms and a bunch of big fake-looking flowers.
He works on me for awhile, and then pulls off and looks straight at me while he jacks me off. He looks so serious and intense looking into my eyes. I can't quite tell where he's at in his head - but soon he goes back down on me. He takes my dick way down his throat and holds it there - letting his tongue move back and forth on the bottom of my dick. His mouth feels luxurious; it's a beautiful fit around me. I grab his head and run my fingers around in his short hair - enjoying the texture of it. I wonder if he likes that feeling of a guy holding his head while he's sucking...
The characters on TV are trying to escape from these deadly alien flowers which have surrounded their car. It looks like people keep getting sprayed by some kind of death pollen. Weird.
He uses both hands around the base of my dick, using his thumbs to rub me hard beneath my balls - working on the part of my dick that runs under my balls - a cool sensation - it's like an alternate tip of my dick. Then he moves his body way up while still sucking me - an interesting new angle - but it makes me a bit self conscious about my belly; now his head is pressed up against it. I'm hoping it doesn't turn him off.
He gets up. "This floor is killing my knees. I'll be right back" - and walks out of the room.
While he's gone, the people have decided to make a break for it. They see a clear walkway that looks like a good escape route - perhaps they can get through before the alien flowers spray them?
To keep myself hard while he's gone (and to start getting myself close - 'cause I'm kinda slow about cumming - don't want this poor boy to get tendonitis of the jaw) I'm jackin' myself. My dick is smooth and still really wet from his mouth - it makes a great lube. I feel myself getting close, so I back off and wait for him to come back.
He brings back a folded up blanket to kneel on - and I notice quite a big bulge in his plaid boxers. It's cool to think he's getting that turned on by this. He gets back down to take my dick some more - and I notice that this time, he has his dick out, and is jacking off while he sucks me. I can't really see it because his head's in the way. Oh well.
Pretty quickly I'm getting close...
"Oh, yeah.... I'm gonna cum"
He works me harder and harder - obviously wanting to eat my load - which is fine with me. I love that sensation of a wet mouth to cum inside of. My dick starts pulsing...
"Did you cum already?"
I guess my load just went straight down his throat - but I'm not a big cummer anyway. I'm not sure if he's disappointed or just curious. But he goes back down on me, and I use my hand to pump out the last bit of cum out of my dick. From the sounds he makes it sounds like he likes it.
The girl on the screen screams as she realizes their last way out has been cut out - it looks like they don't have a chance of escape.
So then he sits on the couch - a bit away from me - lays back and starts pumping his own dick in his boxers. Then he fishes his dick out - but I can't really tell how big he is, because he taken his hand off - hasn't stopped pumping yet. He pulls his white shirt up - showing a really beautiful hairy chest - I'm still amazed this guy had had any interest in me. He looks over at me - still sitting there with my pants around my ankles - my hard dick still poking straight up. Usually in that kind of situation, I'd have offered him a hand. But all of our communication had been about him blowing me - I didn't know exactly what he wanted from me. And he didn't say anything - or motion me over. So I just enjoyed watching him
"You're a hot guy" - he says while still jacking off. His tone is deadpan - and his expression that same intense, serious look.
That takes me back a bit. I'm still feeling self-conscious, and trying to keep my shirt pulled down to cover my belly. He was so deadpan - I couldn't tell if that was his way of talking himself into being turned on - or if he meant it. It was hard to digest while looking at his beautiful chest.
Quietly, he started cumming. Big streams of cum flew up onto his chest. It would have made a porn start proud. And I could finally get a good look at his dick - very nice! Reminded me of my own in look and texture - he might have been a bit bigger - it was hard to tell.
On the screen, rain starts pouring down on the alien flowers - and suddenly, all is saved. Deus ex machina.
So I got up and got presentable again, and walked down the hall to his door.
"Thanks - I enjoyed it"
Driving back to work - I felt so relaxed. Mid-day trysts always do this to me - but it'd been so long that I'd forgotten that mellow feeling. It's like all the muscles in my shoulders finally relaxed.
Anyway - so back at work - I see him online a bit later. We chat for a bit.
"So would you let me suck you again?"
So I guess that means that he did like it. Go figure.
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