Steps to Sucking Cock
by victoria_boy@hotmail.com
comments & gifts (yeah right) welcome M/m/M+, dorms, oral, mild domination, one way sex. Part 6
When Sam and I met up with Brad in the cafeteria, there were a few other people from the building sitting at the table. We joined the conversation, and as they finished each group left until just Sam, Brad and I remained. It was then that Sam shared the story of his last hand job with Brad, saying what a good job I had done, and how I was a natural. The description went on for a few minutes before Brad interrupted and said he was ready to cum. He got up and took his tray back, followed in a few seconds by Sam and then I. Brad didn't even look back; he just walked ahead of us back to the dorm room. When Sam and I caught up to Brad in the room, he already had his pants off and was showing off his large erection. He looked at me as I was frozen, stunned at how hard his dick was. "Come on... I can't wait," he said looking over at the chair. I removed my shirt on the way to the chair, and hardly had my back touching when Brad started mounting it from the front. He immediately planted his balls on my lips and just said one word: "Lick." I parted my lips a little and tongued Brad's nut-sack for him. I also started stroking his cock while he began to moan in pleasure. His dick was very hard and he was so ready to be taken care of. I was very surprised when he pulled back and got off the chair. "Lay on your back," he said as he gestured to the floor. I was not sure this was for real, but still moved to lie down. He sat on my face again, firmly planting his balls for my tongue and lips to stimulate. He was straddling my chest leaning forward on his arms so his balls could reach my face. "Open wider" was the next thing he said about five minutes later. I did and his balls quickly entered my mouth. I was in a daze as I sucked on Brad's balls and stroked his cock. Brad's drive to get satisfied had rubbed off on me, and that was all I was thinking about. I was brought back to reality as I felt Brad's ass cheek flex, driving his balls even deeper into my mouth. I hadn't realized my hand was holding his ass, and may have even pushed him forward a bit. His ass was quite nice, and this is the first time I remember touching it more than incidentally. In this moment of reality I also looked around and realized that Sam was watching all this. "I can't believe he is sucking your balls--this is great!" Brad did not respond to Sam, but just grunted as he continued to get stroked. I was so into sucking and licking Brad's nuts that when he pulled out my tongue reached up and kept licking his balls, and up the entire shaft as he took aim at my face. My lips closed just in time to feel the hot cum pool across them. He shot big, and one shot went across my hair and onto the floor behind me. After Brad had finished his orgasm, he got off me and tossed me a towel. I cleaned my face and cleaned up the stray shot over my head. I was hoping Brad and Sam would go so that I could jerk myself off. For some reason I was becoming uncomfortable jerking off in front of the two of them, but I desperately needed a release after taking care of both Sam and Brad in two hot sessions. Sam looked over at me, but I think he was talking to Brad when he said "I got'a try that!" I laid back down and Sam took the same position as Brad. His balls were in my mouth and my hand was on his ass. Sam was not as smooth as Brad, but I think he enjoyed the sensation just as much. I had jerked Sam off two times already today, and the last time was less than two hours ago. This meant that Sam had more time to enjoy the sensations. Sam began speaking: "Has he sucked your dick yet?" Brad was slow to respond, but said "No--not yet." "You should have him try. That would be great!" "I shot a little in his mouth once, and I think he is afraid of the taste." "Well, he sure `aint afraid of tasting my balls!" Sam said and they both laughed. Sam just sat there for a few minutes, enjoying my mouth and hand. He started talking under his breath. "Yeah... suck those balls... oh yeah... more tongue... ok... yeah... work it... Work It! Don't Stop... YEAH!" He may have said a few more things but all I noticed was how his balls contracted while in my mouth, and he blew a load up onto my forehead. He shot hard, and then began to relax--his balls still in my mouth. I just rested there, and had stopped stroking his cock, which was in post orgasmic flinches. A little bit of cum and rolled down his cock shaft and was now on my lips as they surrounded his balls. He just sat there for about a minute, and then Brad brought us back to the real world. "Let's go over to the store so he can jerk off." Sam slowly responded by pulling back, wiping the cum from his dick to my lips, putting his pants on, and joining Brad as they left me lying on the floor. I could still taste Sam's balls, and kept re-playing how they pumped when he came.I jerked Brad and Sam off one more time each that night. I woke up the next morning late, and was almost sure Brad and Sam were talking about me, but didn't get the gist of what they were saying. Sam had to go and catch the ferry, but had time for one last orgasm before he left. I obliged, and Sam promised he would come back soon. Sam told me it was good that I was taking care of Brad--he was a good man and needed to be treated right.
Brad took Sam to the ferry, and I stayed at the dorm room to get some homework done. Brad returned about two hours later and immediately had me jerk him off. He was really into the fact that I had been taking care of Sam, and that I had done such a good job at it. Just before bed that night I was jerking Brad off again when he looked like he had a revelation. He had muttered to himself "That's perfect! Yeah..." but I was sure it was not the hand job he was talking about so I asked what he meant. He said he just had a great idea, but he would show me later. I would have asked more but Brad shoved his balls in my mouth so I couldn't speak.
Over the next few days I jerked Brad off regularly, and he had pulled his dick across my licking tongue a few times. I didn't see him at all on Wednesday during the day, and out paths did not cross until late that night.
It had been since Tuesday night that I had jerked Brad off which was probably the longest he had gone without an orgasm in weeks. When I finally did see him he was ready to enjoy himself, and was naked within seconds with a giant hard-on waiting for me to take care of. I started as usual, and noticed Brad's juices were really flowing.
After about fifteen minutes of his hand-job, Brad stopped me. He left his balls in my mouth, and looked down at me with a smile. "I got a present for you," he said still smiling. "You know how you don't like the taste of cum?" he asked. I assumed the question was rhetorical seeing as I was unable to speak. I did my best to grunt an un-huh. "Well," he continued, "I thought of a way we can work around that." He reached over behind the chair and pulled out a bag from Shoppers Drug Mart--the bag contained a single condom wrapper. "This way you can lick my dick head without tasting cum." He opened the wrapper as he said "I even got it un-lubricated so you wouldn't have to taste anything. Here... roll it on."
It had been a long time since I had jerked off, and I guess I was extra horny so it didn't seem to register exactly what Brad was asking me to do. I took the condom from him, pulled back from his balls, and stroked his warm erection. I looked up at him to be sure, and then started to slowly place then roll the condom down his cock. I rubbed his dick a bit after the condom was on, and noticed it was going to be difficult to keep jerking him off.
Brad brought his balls back to my lips for me to lick on, and I started my work, all the while holding his dick for him and feeling it throb. He moved so the base of his dick was at my lips, and I crossed the line of the condom base as I started up the shaft. I made the condom wet with my spit as his dick continued moving, my tongue passing each of my fingers up his shaft. I am still unsure how long it took, but soon I could feel a bump under the rubber as my tongue massaged the crown of his dick head for the first time.
Brad's breathing was heavy, and I could hear it distinctly as I sat there with his dick head facing directly toward my mouth. I just sat there and licked like an ice cream cone, feeling the pulsing and the heat under the latex. Brad had rested his dick head at my lips, so they joined my tongue in pleasuring his cock. I was moving my hand a little, but the vast majority of the pleasure for Brad was from my mouth. He leaned forward a little, and I could feel his dick head at my teeth. I kept licking the tip, and was now working my lips around about three-quarters of the head. I noticed Brad's leg had started to quiver uncontrollably, and he was adjusting his weight to try and make it stop. My saliva had provided a good amount of lube as my lips and tongue slipped nicely around the sheathed monster. Between heavy breaths he was now adding moans of pleasure.
He did not move as I continued massaging Brad's dick head. I got more into my task, and parted my teeth a little more so I could work my tongue around more of the head. Brad moved a little back and before I knew it I was reaching forward to keep his dick head with my lips. After a quick adjustment, Brad moved his dick back where it was and I continued licking and massaging with my lips. I was working away and felt something under my lips as Brad sighed. It was the end of his dick head--I had the whole thing under my lips, and at least half if it had passed my open teeth.
"This is great!" Brad moaned under his breath as I continued. Brad's legs were contracting and relaxing every so often. I noticed later that with every contraction, his dick head would travel a quarter inch in, then would retreat about an eighth of an inch. After most of his dick head had passed my teeth, Brad just leaned forward and went in about a full inch further. "It's so warm... this is fantastic! Use a little more tongue!"
I was caught up enough in the situation to let it continue. Brad kept penetrating my mouth and I kept licking and sucking away. I even caught myself stretching my lips out to pull more of his dick in. He was enjoying every second. Me sucking one end of his dick while still jerking on the base. "Play with my balls" Brad said from above. Looking back I guess he wanted my jerking hand out of the way, but I kept jerking and used my other hand to tickle his nuts. He started more pronounced thrusting, he knew I was no longer in any state to object. It didn't take long for him to find his pleasure spot. I felt his dick throbbing between my lips, and it had been tense for a few seconds longer than normal when I felt it begin to thrash as he came--the semen being pumped through his cock under my lower lip, ejaculating into the condom.
As Brad's orgasm subsided, he reached down and touched my cheek. "Woah, sensitive" was all he said as he let his dick rest in my mouth for a second before pulling out. I was amazed to see how much cum was in the tip of the condom. "Pull it off." I rolled the condom up and when I got to the tip it drained on my face. His dick head was covered in cum, and I quickly cleaned it off with my hand. Brad got up and went to go shower.