So Joe had done it. He had jerked off in my face, showering me in his hot delicious cum.
And the price for this pleasure? My ass. I would now submit to being fucked in the ass by Joe. Not that I didn't want to, but I really loved oral and my only experience with anal sex had been less than satisfying. The next morning I sucked him off twice.
Nothing was said about fucking. Perhaps he had changed his mind.
That evening I went to Joe's cell to see if he wanted to play cards. As usual he was wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. As I sat in his cell letting my eyes wander over his perfect body he groped himself, massaging his cock through the fabric of his shorts. Very quickly he was hard and he let his massive cock slip out of the piss hole to bounce before me. What wouldn't I do for that cock!
"Guess what it is" he said.
"What Joe?"
"I'm going to fuck you now" and as he said this he slid a hand down the full length of his cock squeezing it, making it bulge red and thick. He got up, turned off the lights and closed the door.
Now I know he was entitled, having cum in my face like I asked, and god knows I loved Joe and his body, but I wasn't ready just yet. I felt I had to prepare so that the experience with Joe would be perfect. But what could I do?
"Okay Joe, you can fuck me. But first to get you in the mood let me give you a tongue bath."
"What's that?"
"I will caress your body with my tongue, all over. How does that sound?"
"Okay I guess."
"Just lie on your stomach and relax. And take those boxers off."
Joe lay on the bed. For a moment I stood above him, amazed that this gorgeous stud was my sex toy. I drank in his perfect form, his broad muscular back, a firm round ass, strong thick legs, and a lovely mop of hair lying seductively down around his neck.
Where to start?
I sank to my knees and very gently, with my closed lips barely touched his back. Joe giggled and said I was tickling him. Shut up and wait I told him. Then with the tip of my tongue I traced arabesques. His skin was incredibly smooth, like silk, yet underneath you could sense great strength and hardness. He tasted faintly of peaches or maybe coconut and a little sweat. It was delicious. I moved up to his neck, tonguing more roughly now, and biting gently. I followed the curve down to his broad muscled shoulders.
Joe was no longer giggling but moaning softly in the back of his throat like a contented cat.
I moved lower, down his spine, down to where his ass began. I paused. Was Joe really ready for rimming? Only one way to find out. First I tongued the mounds of his ass, delighting in their fullness, and firmness. Then I spread his cheeks, revealing that even when it came to his anus Joe was perfect. His asshole was a beautiful pink little button. I gently ran my tongue around the perimeter to see how Joe would react. So far so good. I gingerly inserted the tip of my wet hot tongue into his hole. I went deeper and soon lost my hesitation, probing now, spreading his hole , licking and slurping. Joe's moans were louder now and even more guttural. As I fucked his hole with my tongue he began to grind his hips into the bed, rocking back and forth, shoving his ass back into my willing mouth.
But I couldn't let this go on, otherwise Joe might cum and he would miss the chance to fuck me. So with a tired tongue I moved on down his legs and Joe's bed humping ceased.
After I had licked his feet I told Joe to turn over so I could finish his body. His cock head was slick with precum and there was a sizeable wet spot on the sheet where he had leaked his love juices. I started on his naturally hairless chest with my tongue, soon proceeding to nipples that were engorged with blood. I licked them, I bit them, I sucked them and I drove Joe wild. His breathing was heavy and he was rolling his head from side to side in spasms of pleasure. Over his sculptured abs I trailed my tongue, digging deep into his belly button and just missing his raging hardon. After all, I wasn't going to suck him because he was going to fuck me. I licked and bit his muscled thighs. I made slick his pubic hairs. And very gently I took his balls into my mouth, rolling them round, gently sucking on his ball sac so that his cock became even more taut and rigid.
There, I was finished. Just for good measure I ran my mouth the full length of his throbbing cock, not actually touching it but breathing hot and strong on to his fevered flesh.
"Okay, Joe, you're ready!"
"Oh Jesus, suck my cock, you motherfucker." Joe's voice was ragged and strained.
"But I thought you wanted to fuck me, Joe?"
"Just suck it man. Please."
Who was I to deny the pleading in his voice for my own selfish desires? So I bent down and with one swift plunge took Joe's throbbing, leaking cock into my mouth.
Joe grabbed my head and pushed me even deeper down onto his swollen member, forcing his dick into my throat, making me gag. But he couldn't help himself, he was so horny from my tongue bath, so on fire that the only thing in his mind was his cock, his thick massive cock and how good it felt to have it shoved down my throat. With his strong firm grasp he began to face fuck me, forcing my mouth up and down the length of his cock shaft, even as he raised his hips in a rocking fashion. He was in complete control.
But it didn't last long. Joe was too hot. With his hands he forced me down again onto his cock and with a mighty thrust from his hips mashed his crotch into my face and held me there as his cock exploded with his cum deep down my throat. For the first time ever he gave this animalistic roar and I sensed that his whole body from his toes all the way to his head was shuddering and shaking with immense primal pleasure. He held me there as wad after wad of cum spurt from his engorged cock. I could feel the spasm as it passed swiftly down the shaft and out into my body. We were one. Finally, he released his grip.
Strangely, his cock softened. This the only time that he ever came but once, so strongly had I drained him of his desire and need.
But would we ever fuck?