Giving Head Part 2 of 3:
Chris' Side
... With his left hand still on top of my head he used his right hand to whipe his cock across my face. I heard the door from outside open and the girls come back in. Brad stuck his cock in for one final cleaning from my mouth, pulled it out, his pants up, and went out to the TV room again. I cleaned Brad's smeared juices off my face, and also returned to the group...
In the morning Brad had to get up early to go to work. All our guests woke up and left at their liesure, and I cleaned up the mess for most of the day.
Brad came home just as I was leaving to go to my job. We causaly talked about going out the previous night, and then Brad in a by the way/mater of fact way thanked me for the blowjob. I was a little stuned, and couldn't help but think it was the same casual way he would thank me for giving him a lift to campus. I told him no problem, and was on my way to work.
When I got home at about 12:30, Brad was laying on the couch watching TV in his boxers and his blanket. We exchanged small talk about our nights, and he mentioned that one of the girls from the previous night had called asking if she could come over. He had truned her down. I was not supriesd but asked him why just to keep the conversation going. He told he that the only reason he would want her to come over would be for her to suck on his dick, and then she woud want it every day just like all the others. He went on that he was not in the mood for another soap opera girl just to get some head when he could just have me suck him instead.
I thought that was a little presumptious of Brad, just assuming that I would keep giving him head at his request, but found myslef droping to his side as he pulled back the blanked to reveal a tent in his boxers. As I reached for his cloth covered cock he told there was not rush this time and I should give him a nice long blowjob.
I had underestimated the power Brad posessed, and also underestimated his ability to use it. I could feel the warmth of his cock pushing through his boexers, and the ambient energy that was passed to me just by being near his erection--it caused my face to reden. Brad was laying from the left side of the couch--his feet up to the right as I knelt before him. I was to his right side, and was rubbing up towards his right leg, arm, and side of his body as I tried to take in all that was laid before me. I touched parts of his body (he is very proud of his legs) with my hands, and brought my face up to his boxers to inhale the smell of his cock. Brad rested his right arm along my spine and neck, his hand just reaching my right ear. He did not push me down--he didn't need to--but let the gravity of his cock draw my face down to rub his dick through his shorts. There I sat for a good minute, nuzzeling up to his cock and showing my respects.
Brad slowly sat more upright, moving his ass back a bit but holding me in place. He lifted his right leg over my kneeling body and I found myslef sitting in front of him between his legs. I resumed my nuzzeling again from my new vantage, and enjoyed feeling the inside of his legs as I sat there. Brad raised his ass off the couch and waited for me to slide his boxers down, which I did quickly. Brad drew my head in and again rubed his cock with my face by mobing my head around. It was dry, so did not leave any residue this time. It was almost as if Brad was using my blusing face to warm his cock. My face was pushed down a little more to his balls, which also were rubed with my now glowing skin.
I pulled back slightly, just to take it all in, at which time Brad softly flung his cock across my face, and teased my lips with his head. Eventualy he paused at my lips long enough for me to lick the head, and then again long enough to begin sucking on the head for a few seconds at a time. Brad had me craving his cock so much it was undefinable. I could not resist any more, and pushed forward to take his whole cock in my mouth. I sucked a little at first, but Brad appeared to enjoy the inserting and removing of his cock and I bobed my head up and down. I did this for a good 5 minutes, pausing and swithching up for a few seconds now and then. Brad was sitting still, legs spread wide, arms now up and crossed behind his head while he looked down at me blowing him. He moaned slightly now and then, but mainly sat in silence.
After a while, Brad would flex his legs slightly as I bobed up and down, causing miniature thrusts into my mouth. I continued doing what I was doing, and felt a hand on either side of my head. I was loosing track of time, but knew the thrusts were more evident now and the control over my head was very noticable. Brad pushed me down his pole `till it stuck in the back of my throat. He would quicken the pace, and then suddenly hold still for a few moments, then quicken again, and almost stop. His breathing was almost in a pant now, and my breathing was only when his cock did not block my air passage. The stoping and going became less drastic as Brad slowed to anoter steady rythem, and then stoped to pull out of my mouth completely. Brad once agin wiped the wetness off his cock onto my face, looking down to me as if it was just something he was obligated to do to anyone giving him head. He told me he liked to get close to the edge, and then slow down becuase it would make is orgasm and ejaculation much more intense.
Brad re-inserted himself into my mouth and again brought himself close to orgasm, and then slowed, over and over about 3-4 times over at least 10 minutes. He then again let me up off his cock for a moment, masaging his cockhead on my face and chin as he told me that he was going to go all the way this time, and I had to swallow his cum again. He warned me it was going to be a pretty big load as he was horny, and had not beat off since I blew him last night. Brad kept talking for a few minutes about how I was to squeeze his cock with my mouth just after he came, but not to stimulate his cock any more as it would be pretty sensative. While I was squeezing his cock he said it felt good for me to be swallowing--as if I was a calf at his mother's tit. Brad explained that the muscle contractions my mouth would make helped him get all the cum out of his cock and into my mouth.
Brad was talking so mater of factly. It was as if he had made this speach dozens of times before--and I had no doubt this was true. After he was satisfied I had taken in everything he said, he asked me if I though I was ready. When I said I was ready, he said "Alright," and pushed his cock in my mouth again. He guided my head with his hands, and repeated the spead up and slow down procedures from before. This time, however, the pauses between rounds was getting smaller and smaller. Just when I thought he was not going to be able to hold back any longer, he held me still for at least 10 seconds, after which he fucked my mouth at a steady pace. He started small groans, and told me that dinner was comming as he thrusted deeper and deeper. He was near the back of my throat as he moaned and started pulsing, and pulled to about the middle of my mouth when his sperm left his cock. His hands were squeezing my head like the previous night, and I took this as my cue to apply pressure to his cock. His load was huge (as promised), and I waited to take in the full taste of his cum before I was going to swallow it all for him. Again, Brad was pumping his load into a mouth, and again my mouth had been used for his pleasure. I could see my fate was set.
Brad kept his cock in my mouth for a few minutes, and I could feel it soften slightly as I swirled his sperm around it. Brad told me I had played enough, and I still had to swallow the rest, which I did while he was still in my mouth. When Brad removed his semi-erection the final juices were wiped off with my face, and Brad commented that it was a pretty good blowjob. I got up to wash my face, and Brad said most girls that blow him let his juices dry on their face, so I sat down in the chair beside him. I noticed that the TV was silent, and realized Brad must have muted the program at some point. I looked at the clock and it was quarter past one--meaning I had been giving Brad head for almost 45 minutes. I sat with Brad and watched TV for a few minutes. At the end of the program on Brad got up and prepard to go to sleep. Once he had said goodnight and closed his door, I got up and went to my own room, where I jerked off and fell asleep.
Brad's Side
... Anyway, finaly he got the message, and I decided I was going to cum soon. I fucked slowly for a second, and then started pacing my self to get off. I slowly reached a very enjoyable orgasm, and pushed my cock all the way in as I started shooting my jiz in Chris' mouth. He applied a good amount of pressure to my cock as my orgasm subsided. After I regained my composure, I slowly took my cock out of Chris' mouth and cleaned it off on his face. I didn't have any regret in my post-orgasmic state, but I did realize the girls were already back in the house, and I got up and went back to their company, leaving Chris to take care of himself...
While Chris was at work, I got a phone call from the girl that wanted me to fuck her the previous night. She was so disapointed that she didn't get to make me cum that she wanted to try again. Well, she didn't say that, but I know how it goes. I would have been tempted to satisfy my sexual desires, but now that I had a live in cocksucker, I didn't have to be a man-whore while I waited for the right girl. It was great not to have to worry about satisfying my need to cum while I was looking for a relationship.
Even though I cut her short, the phone call did get my blood flowing, and I realized that I was pretty horny. My orgasm the previous night reminded me how much I dislike jerking off when I can have someone else satisfy me. I was watching Wild On on TV, and always like seing the hot chicks show off their bodies on TV. This program was half over when Chris came home for work at about 12:30, and I was definately in the mood for another orgasm. I didn't feel bad about using Chris to suck my cock like I did when I got some chick to suck me off. It didn't bother me because I knew deep down Chris considered this to be a favor--me letting him blow me and drink my cum. He is, after all, a cocksucker.
All I needed to do to get another blowjob from Chris was hint that I wanted head, and show him that I was in the mood. I told him that chick had called, and that I turned her down `cause all she would do would be what I could get him to do, and he wouldn't be a pain in the ass the next day. He seemed a little shocked that I brought up the idea of him giving me head again, but the look on his face changed when my boxers caught his eye. I knew I had him, and smiled to myself as I saw him drop down on his knees beside the couch, and told him to stretch it out this time. He started blushing as he came forward, and I think he was just inhaling the scent of my cock. He wanted this bad.
Chris was touching my body--using his hands to feel my legs and caress my arms. I didn't realy like having a guy do this, but it did show how much he appreciated being able to suck me, and I figured I should let him worship me a little. Eventualy I rested my arm on him, and the weight of my hand brought his face to my boxers. He was looking down over my legs and was rubbing into my cock like he would a pillow.
When I am getting head, I like the sucker to be between my legs, or if I am standing I like them to be on their knees in front of me. I find the along side blowjob dosen't feel as good--I think it is because the tongue dosen't rub against the flanged under side of my cock head. I pushed Chris down a little and twisted around so that my legs came off the couch and rested with one on either side of my cocksucker. Chris resumed his face masage of my cock through my boxers. Chris pulled my boxers down as I lifted up a little, and then I sat back down and got comfortable for my blowjob.
I saw Chris' face was still red, and I decided to toy with him a little more. I pulled his face forward, and using my hands to move his face around I rubed it across my cock and balls, warming them up a little. It felt pretty good, but I was realy doing it to let my cocksucker get to know my cock. The more he got to look at it and feel it, the better he would do at sucking me. I had enough people sucking me off that I new how much foreplay was needed for me to get them in the mood to pleasure me more.
Chris looked up a little, so I took the base of my cock in my hand and smacked his face a bit with it. He recognized what this ment: I was in charge. Eventualy I felt sorry for him and paused with my cockhead at his lips to let him lick me a little. He quickly jumped at the oportunity, and I felt the moist contact of his tongue begin to play with my sexual glands. My cock throbed softly under the stimulation--it was going to be good to have regular head again instead of having to jerk off.
Even now I was not done teasing Chris. I let him lick away for a while, and even let him wrap his lips around my cockhead, but did not yet let him take my whole cock in his mouth, even though he wanted to. Eventualy I did let him have more freedom in pleasuring me, but he was already so trained that he did not realize he was able to go down all the way for a few seconds. Once he realized I was going to let him go down all the way he tried to kiss my pubes with his lips with my cock in his mouth.
After a few seconds just sucking, Chris started moving his head up and down on my cock. I think he knew the real sensation I was after was a cunt, and he was trying to make his mouth feel as much like a cunt for my cock as possible. I relaxed my whole body, and put my hands above my head so I could look down and Chris sucking away. I love watching someone give me head, right from begining to end: the first look as they know what they are going to do, the touch, first lick, concentration while sucking, and the suprise as they taste cum. I also like the sound of a blowjob: the parting of her lips, the sound of their tounge rubing along the head, the hollowing sound and slurping noises as my cock goes in and out, the soft gags as it goes in too far for the, and especialy the attempts at talking or moaning with a cock in their mouth. I decided to mute the TV so I could listen to the sound of my cocksucker.
I was enjoying this blowjob quite a bit. I had already reached the plateau of pleasure, and was going to take a little bit of control to make sure I stayed in this state for a long time. After all, the pleasure is the only reason I am letting Chris suck on my cock so I sort of owe it to him to make the blowjob as pleasurable as possible. I took his head in my hands, and set the pace of mouth fucking. I was going in spurts of speed, followed my pauses to make sure I did not go too far. Chris figured out what was going on, and used his tongue to match my face fucking pace.
I eventualy decided I needed a break, and paused to take my cock out of Chris' mouth, which was a good oportunity to explain to him what I was doing. I told him if I kept bringing myslef to the edge and then holding back, when I did have my full orgasm it would feel better for me. I don't know if he heard any of this at all--he was distracted by my cock which was keeping warm on his still red face.
After I had rested a few seconds, I went back into my cocksucker's mouth and resumed what had been going on before: a stagered pacing to a good orgasm. I was realy getting to this face fuck, and needed another pause so I didn't blow my wad too soon. I mumbled some instructions about how Chris was not to over stimulate my cock when I started cumming in his mouth. I told him I was going all the way this time, and pushed in for the final leg of the journey. Chris was very into the blowjob by now, and was sucking for all he was worth. I was very close, and just when I thought I could not hold back any more I forced myself to pause for a few seconds, then I went at a smooth slow pace with no intention of stoping again. I felt my cock flex and swell, and tried to get a couple last thrusts in while my orgasm started. It was a great orgasm. I was able to push in and pull out one and a half times before I started ejaculating. It was such a nice feeling to again be cumming in someones mouth.
Chris had listened to my instructions and was not moving his mouth or tongue at all, but just sucking and preasuring my cock as I continued to suprt my sperm against his tongue. I could feel him swallow some, but could also feel my cum sruounding my cock in his mouth, and hoped he was geting a good taste. My main orgasm had subsided, and I was just having small contractions now as I was begining to soften. I made Chris finish swallowing my cum before I withdrew.
Once out of his mouth, I cleaned up a little and pulled my boxers back on. Chris got up to wash his face, and I told him most of the girls let my juices dry on their faces (which was BS--I just wanted to see if he would do it). He sat with a mixture of my cum and his saliva drying on his face. I couldn't believe what a cocksucker he was, and kept looking over at him and laughing. I eventualy got tired, thanked him for the blowjob, and went to bed. I slept well knowing I was going to be getting a lot of head.