Page 4 of All of Us

His hand found my already solid shaft and stroked my length slowly. He kissed his way down my stomach, following the thin dark trail that led to my cock.

"What are you doing, Joe?” My voice cracked as I said it.

“I thought maybe I would see what you tasted like.” He gave me a wicked smile that made my toes curl. God, he was fun, and this was a whole new experience.

“So you want to put my cock in your mouth?”

He grinned and nodded.

I spread my legs wider, and he moved between them. His hand moved to my steel-hard shaft. He gathered some of the sticky liquid, then teased the taut skin. I knew this was the first time he had ever sucked a cock, and to be the recipient of this gift was going to live rent-free in my brain forever. I was glad to see I was right, though. Joe was going to take what he wanted.

“Don’t try to suck it too deeply, just get used to the feel of me on your tongue.”

He got comfortable where he was kneeling, then leaned in, his tongue out like he was about to lick an ice cream cone—which was strangely erotic. His tongue teased over the slit, then he sucked the head in, his lips moved over the glans. There was nothing hesitant about what he did. Without hesitating, he took me deep, teased the frenulum, then sucked my swollen head into his mouth again. Being the first time he had enjoyed cock, it was clear he was a natural at this, too. I placed my hand on the back of his head, willing my hips to stay still.

“Fuck you are so good at this, Joe. Yes. Just like that.”

Tingles swirled through my body, and his technique built it slowly and powerfully. Joe was enthusiastic, as he took me deeply, and the sound of slurps was its own seductive soundtrack. I closed my eyes and tried to hold off. I was about to lose the battle of holding off my climax.

“Ngh, Joe. Shit.”

Electricity rippled over my body, sparks started at the base of my spine, then tightened my balls. The wave that hit me was powerful, a few moments of intense pleasure combined with peace that you only feel as you release. Joe swallowed every burst when it coated his tongue.

He pulled off my cock, and looked up at me with a beaming smile.

“I liked that. We need to do it many more times.”

He looked so proud of himself, and I couldn’t help but smile back at him.

“I can’t believe that was your first time. You’re very good at it. Let me make you feel as good as you made me feel.”

“Yeah?”

“More than anything, I want to make you feel good.”

We changed positions, and I took my place in front of him. I loved the power involved in making a man come with just my mouth. To give someone so much pleasure, they can’t help but fall apart. I licked and kissed up his throbbing length, sucked gently as I moved along the hot skin. Then I took him into my mouth, used my tongue to tease around the glans, and then gathered the precum from his slit. His flavor sent a rush through my body. He moaned, and his hips thrust, gagging me when he blocked my airway for a moment. I liked the way it felt when that happened, and I stroked and twisted his length to further his pleasure. When I looked up at him, he was panting.

“Shit. Fuck. Dusty fuck. That feels so good.” I liked how vocal he was. He thrust up again, and gagged me—I loved it.

“Sorry.” He said, his hand on the back of my head.

I shook my head, hoping he realized it was a good thing. When he started to be tentative, I pulled off.

“It’s okay, Joe, fuck my mouth, make me choke, I love the feel of your cock gagging me.”

He was so blissed out that I wasn’t sure he even knew what I offered, but then his hips pushed, and he held me still.

“Fuck Dusty.” His words made me double down while he fucked into my mouth. He stopped moving, and I felt the pulse of his release hit my tongue. Each time he burst into my mouth, I relished how it felt. I looked up at him while he fed me everything—he looked completely debauched. We were both satisfied when he leaned back and groaned.

“Holy fuck, Dusty, we need to do that a whole lot more. Why did we wait so long?”

I laughed. “I wanted you to go at your own pace.”

“Well, more blow jobs.” After I stood up, I gave Joe a sweet kiss. Being with him was special, and I knew I was lucky.

“That was fantastic. I hate to leave now, but I have an early flight tomorrow.”

“I understand. Let’s do that again when you get back.” He said as he pulled on his jeans.