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The Man with the Jeep Chapter 5
John looked down at his new boyfriend, still thrilled that he had said yes to him. He looked down at that bright hair that nearly glowed even in the darkness, and down the long lean arm to where his hand rested on his knee. And there, next to that hand, was something else. John blinked to be sure the shadows weren't playing tricks on him, but sure enough, there was a definite boner trapped in the leg of Andrew's jeans. That needs to get out!
He leaned down toward Andrew and lightly kissed the top of his head. Andrew raised his head to look up into John's face and was rewarded with a series of kisses across his forehead, his eyes, and his nose before they found his lips.
John moved around until he was kneeling in front of Andrew and held his face in his hands as he continued to smother him with light and tender kisses, which Andrew naturally returned fervor as John teased his lips with his tongue. Andrew grew more and more fervent as his ardor grew. The feel of John's firm tongue sparked a need for more definite contact. Soon, with their lips locked together, their tongues intently explored each other's mouths.
'Oh yes,' John thought to himself. 'I knew this boy was ready to go!'
Finally tasting each other, the last unfulfilled sense remaining between them was finally bridged. And neither could get enough. John was a little surprised at how quickly the intensity had ramped up. He knew he was revved up, but he didn't suspect Andrew would let himself loosen up so rapidly. He was pleasantly excited that behind the restrained front, this handsome man seemed to be eager to pursue the physical with such ardor. And this was just the start! But he wanted this time to be special, and quickly decided on a plan to make sure that happened.
John's hands moved down the sides of Andrew's face slowly but surely while they continued to make out. His fingers traced the outline of Andrew's jaw before sliding down to his neck and then the front of his chest. His downward progress paused to flick and tease Andrew's nipples under the thin t-shirt. His efforts were rewarded with stiffening nipples and light groaning.
'This boy is going to be so much fun!' John thought as he continued.
He tweaked those nipples just a little bit more before he moved his hands down to the firm stomach. With their tongues still dueling, John firmly took hold of Andrew's hips with his hands.
By this time, they were taking turns sucking on each other's tongues in the familiar back and forth rhythm of passion, each trying to outdo the other. Their tongues curled around each other, stroking each other and intertwining and bringing them both to the point of breathlessness, but the pursuit continued.
John slid his right arm further around Andrew and pulled him closer. He could feel Andrew's hard on pressing against his side and drew his left hand back to very lightly trace its length with one finger. A gasp escaped Andrew as it jumped and pulsed at his touch, so he followed its length back down from the tip to the base and then up again. It was clearly trying to break through the leg of his jeans.
After one last pass, John's hand continued forward to move between them, where his fingers adroitly grasped the end of Andrew's belt. He slowly pulled it out of the buckle and moved onto the prong, pulling it back to slide the leather through the loop and out.
John backed off a little bit and began to nibble on Andrew's right ear lobe while Andrew continued to cover John's neck with as many kisses as he could. He was so focused that he didn't even notice as John's skilled fingers began popping the buttons open on his jeans. Andrew gave in to each new sensation and let them wash over him, thrilling to the firing of long-neglected sensory inputs.
John moved down from playing with Andrew's ears and latched onto his neck like a vampire, alternating his lips with his tongue to find, tickle, and caress sensitive spots he discovered. His target was squirming now, unable to hold still under the onslaught and the tickling of John's short beard across his smooth skin. But John wasn't finished with him yet by a long shot.
He pinched the hem of Andrew's t-shirt between two fingers and slid his left hand up the tight stomach, between the superbly toned pecs, and then up to the left where he clasped his shoulder. John then dove for the spot just below the Adam's apple from underneath the bunched-up shirt, kissing and tonguing there too.
Andrew tried to move back a little, but John's right arm held him firmly in place. There was no escape from this now! Knowing he had found a good spot, John made a mental note to himself and then slowly made his way further down. He loved the taste of Andrew's sweat as he completely covered his chest with kisses until he reached one of those nipples he had teased earlier.
He stretched his tongue out to lick the very tip, then swirl around the outside in tiny circles until his lips encircled it and he sucked it hard into his mouth. Holding that nipple captive inside his warm mouth, John nipped at it lightly with his teeth while his tongue continued to lick and flick at it.
Andrew grasped John's head with both hands to try to gain some control, but John wasn't about to relent on his missionÑa mission that now had Andrew gasping for breath. After a few more minutes of manipulation, John slowly released the nipple from his mouth. Andrew tried to catch his breath, only to have John send an electrifying chill through his body as he blew a breath of cool air over the spit and sweat covering his fully engorged nipple. He shivered at the feeling even as John dove back down on it and nipped at it once with his teeth and then slathered it again with his tongue.
Andrew braced himself for a repeat performance on his other nipple as John slid his tongue toward his sternum, but John surprised him when that tongue took an abrupt turn downward in the middle of his chest. It traced a line straight down to his navel and then dove in, exploring the little cavity thoroughly with his tongue.
John opened his mouth wide and took a big mock bite around his belly button and then softly dragged his teeth inward toward the center, rasping against Andrew's flesh as they went. Just before his jaws closed into an actual bite, John suddenly lifted back a little bit and repeated the "bite", but this time instead of teeth, it was nothing but John's firm lips that drew in Andrew's flesh.
Andrew struggled again out of reflex as this activity was as tickling as it was hot. He was finding it hard to breathe again as he tensed and relaxed his ab muscles trying to cope with all the conflicting sensations causing such sweet agony to his body. Having drawn enough skin into his mouth to make folds, John started to French kiss his navel.
'Wait,' thought Andrew to himself. 'What?!? What is he doing? So hot! But no! I'm too ticklish there! I've got to getÑI can'tÑI can't move! Oh my god, I can't breathe!'
Andrew suddenly went rigid and arched backward. John instantly stopped.
"Andrew! Are you okay?"
Andrew reeled forward and gasped for breath. After a few gulps of air, he nodded.
"Yeah," he panted. "I just couldn't breathe for a second there. Wow! No one has ever done these things to me before. I don't know how much more I can take of this."
"I'm sorry if I pushed it too farÉ"
"Oh no, you're goodÑreally good, I'm just ticklish there and what you were doing wasÉI don't know. A lot."
"I didn't realize that. I can stop if it's too much."
"Don't you dare!"
"Okay then, I won't!"
John dove back down for Andrew's belly, but was a little more aware of how much to tease and how much pressure to use to keep from pushing Andrew quite so far. John smiled inwardly: so sensitive!
He only stayed at the belly button for another moment before he began licking and kissing his way down further. His tongue swirled around in Andrew's bush lapping at the point where the hard cock met the rest of his amazing body. John's tongue slid down beside and around, but never quite touching Andrew's manhood.
John literally lifted Andrew right out of his seat before he began to pull on the waistband of Andrew's jeans with his other hand. Andrew quickly assisted, grabbing his jeans and pushing them off his hips and down.
John set him back down and used both hands to clasp and slide down Andrew's legs, pushing the jeans down and off. He quickly tossed them to the side and then slid his hands back up to the knees, which he grasped firmly and pulled further apart.
There before him was Andrew's hard and dripping 8" cock standing proudly out from the beautiful blonde bush it was nestled in. below it hung the most perfect set of balls he had ever seen. They hung down several inches with clearly fully round plums inside a ruddy and wrinkled bag covered in more soft blonde hair. And they were calling his name.
'Damn,' thought John. 'I can barely believe he's real!'
John swooped in again and began to lick around the edges where Andrew's balls met his body. He gently lifted Andrew's knees up for better access until Andrew had his hands on the ground behind him to keep from falling backward. This rendered him practically powerless to what John was doing, but stopping John was the last thing on his mind right now.
John's tongue was flicking at the joint between his legs and his pelvis, making Andrew jump. And a few moments after that, John began to do his "French fish kiss" again, latching on with his lips and then driving him wild with his tongue. Andrew wriggled under his ministrations, but that was about all he could do with John firmly holding his knees in place and his arms busy keeping him from falling on the ground.
John then did the same thing at the spot just below his balls, and Andrew could feel John's beard prickle his ball sack as he worked his magic between his legs.
After a few minutes of this, John slid his tongue up and began to slather Andrew's bag, lapping and caressing those precious balls thoroughly. Once they were completely moistened with spit, john blew a cool breeze over them and then pounced on them, completely engulfing first one and then both inside his warm mouth. Trapped inside this confinement, they were treated to yet more of John's talented tongue work, stroking and gently nudging them around and against each other.
Andrew's cock was leaking a steady stream of pre-cum now and it flowed all the way down his long shaft and he watched transfixed as it covered John's nose and face until his face shone with its shiny new coat. It wasn't until John's face was completely covered that he released Andrew's balls from his mouth.
John nuzzled the sides of his balls and other nooks and crannies in Andrew's groin before he looked up at him and they locked eyes. With his eyes transfixed on Andrew's, John dragged his tongue over to the bottom of Andrew's cock and very slowly licked up the shaft as if to collect every single iota of that delicious pre-cum it was producing. When he finally got to the top, he kissed the piss slit softly and then proceeded to envelop the tip in that talented mouth, followed by the rest of the sleek arrow-shaped head and then down, down, down the solid shaft until his nose was buried in Andrew's bush.
With their gazes still locked together, Andrew couldn't look away. This amazingly kind, stunningly handsome man had swallowed his rod completely without taking those chocolate brown eyes off his.
John slowly slid up Andrew's pole until his lips were clamped around the head. He swirled his tongue around it and then slid back down again with his tongue trailing the shaft to one side as he went down.
He lowered Andrew's knees until he could put his feet back on the ground again and John released his hold of Andrew's legs. One of John's hands traced its way up to the formerly neglected nipple and proceeded to lightly pinch and twist it while the fingers on his other hands lightly brushed Andrews balls, stroking them and teasing the hair. All while completely swallowing his fuck pole.
Every trip he spent up and down Andrew's pole was accompanied with a twist: a new tongue action, or something else that made every one a different experienceÑall with his eyes locked on Andrew.
John was watching Andrew's responses and noting the ones that gave the best reactions. He loved the new instrument he was playing and was going to make absolutely certain he could play it like a master.
All Andrew knew was that he was not going to last very long at all. He was actually surprised he hadn't cum already with the working over John was giving him. He had never been this turned on, there was no doubt of that.
John continued to tease Andrew's balls, and then his thumb started to roam around a little bit, putting a little pressure here, a flick there, and a micro massage over there. Before long, it was getting close to Andrew's hole, just working his cheeks apart a little bit and then teasing the sensitive ring around it as if stalking prey.
This continued while John continued to give Andrew a thorough blow job. John was about ready to drain this bone dry, so he started picking up the pace, tightening his grip a little bit more as he started to actually suck on it to draw out that big load he knew was down there.
Andrew was starting to thrust himself into John's mouth and John knew he would shoot his wad soon. The pace was frenetic now, becoming a blur as the finish came blazing up. Once John started really sucking on his cock, it brought Andrew right up to the edge and he could feel himself about to explode at any moment and tried to warn John.
"Unh! Unh! I'm about toÉ I'm gonnaÉ I'm gonnaÉ" he babbled.
Just then, the tip of John's thumb finally nudged itself inside Andrew's tight ass, and that was it.
"Ohmygod! Ohmygod! Ohmygod!" Andrew yelled out as he felt the surge within him release. He felt his molten load as it coursed up through his cock and then blasted to the back of John's throat over and over again.
John had sucked his way back to the top of Andrew's dick and braced himself just in time to be perfectly ready for Andrew's load. He suspected it was going to be a big one, and he was not disappointed. Andrew shot volley after volley after volley and John was barely quick enough to swallow before the next one landed. Jesus, this kid is never gonna stop, John thought to himself as he downed yet another dose of Andrew's load. It was a good dozen shots before they started to lessen in intensity and volume.
Once Andrew's spurts had finished, John carefully dove back down to the base of his cock and slowly milked out every last drop from within, licking the long rod clean as he came back up.
Having just shot the load of his life, Andrew grit his teeth at the feelings from his over-sensitized nerve endings. John had to hold Andrew's hips as he slowly drew back over the head of Andrew's cock and sucked the very last drop of cum from him. He savored the taste of Andrew's cum as he licked his lips clean.
"Well, well, well," said John when he finally came up for air. "Damn, boy! How long have you been saving that?"
"I don't know, maybe a day."
"No kidding! That is some serious shooting!"
"Well I blame you," retorted a slightly embarrassed but pleased Andrew.
"Oh, do you? Why is that?"
"Nevermind."
"Come on, you can tell me."
"You've had me on edge all day, if you must know," Andrew finally admitted.
"I was hoping that was it, but I wanted to hear you say it out loud."
"Please! You know you're sexy as all hell."
"You are very kind," said John. "But I am resigned to my averageness."
"Average! What are you smoking?"
"Campfire at the moment, haha!"
"Oh geez. Well you are far better than average!"
"Well I'm glad you think so at least."
Andrew's cock had finally started to go down, and he struggled to get back to a sitting position on the log until John pulled him back up. Andrew looked at him with a gleam in his eye.
"Ok, Boyfriend, your turn!"
If you have suggestions for future chapters, feel free to email me at DurtyRiter@protonmail.com