shivering when the stubble scratched his tongue. “Is this what you would have liked me to do back at school?” he whispered, unzipping Mike’s slacks. He tried to savor every molecule of Mike’s exquisite scent, even as it was mellowed down by water.
“Yeah, I wanted you to kneel for me in that shower.” Each stroke of Mike’s hand on James’s cock evoked years of wet dreams about the school quarterback. Mike gripping one of his buttocks was like a reminder of the lust-hate feelings James had lived with for years, and now he could finally complete the circle.
With a deep sigh, James pulled the large hand away from his cock and held onto Mike’s wrist as he sank to his knees in the puddle of water at his feet. One look up to the toned god standing against the bright lamplight was enough to confirm to James that this was where he wanted to be. He couldn’t hold back a smile that bloomed on his lips. “Show me.”
Mike pushed his pants down, breathing hard, with water dripping down his face. James had already had the pleasure of seeing the beast in Mike’s pants, but it was no less amazing to see it again, already filling, stiffening, ready for play, with water drizzling down its graceful arch. “Can you deep throat?” Mike uttered and leaned against the wall.
James felt a rush of heat to his face and nodded, looking up with a smile. None of his other lovers were even close to Mike’s straightforward manner of acting, which he rather liked. “This is a challenge,” he whispered, covering the shaft with both his hands. He gave it a slow pump. A moan left his lips when the thick cock twitched in his grip, and he leaned closer, all the way to the purplish head sticking out from between his fingers. He gave it a slow, languid kiss, shuddering at the smoothness of it when he imagined it sliding in, down the slick road of his tongue and into his throat.
“I don’t wanna push too much, but I’d really love to feel it.” Mike bowed over James and slid his hands to James’s shoulders. “My teenage mind kinda imagined you could.”
James chuckled against the cock and opened his hands to give the throbbing flesh a lick along the bulging vein on the underside. “I couldn’t, believe me.” It took some time to learn but he had been an eager student. It made him proud that he could now present the skill to Mike for the ultimate test. After all, Mike’s cock was bigger than that of James’s exes.
Mike unbuttoned his shirt to reveal cover-worthy stomach muscles. They were so well pronounced, for a moment James just stared at the droplets of water cascading down Mike’s body, to his hips, and sliding all the way down his thighs.
“That cock looks so hot in your mouth,” whispered Mike.
James smiled, feeling all giddy inside as he opened his mouth to suck it in. Keeping one hand at the base, he cupped Mike’s scrotum with the other and weighed the balls in his palm, gently squeezing. His mouth watered when the heavy cockhead rested on his tongue. He arched the muscle, raising Mike’s dick in his mouth, just to feel its gentle slide against the palate, and sure enough, the pulsing pressure on his own cock became hardly bearable.
“That’s so good, Jamie… suck it.” Mike’s big hand slid into James’s hair and gripped it with delicious force.
James mewled into the cock and took it in deeper, making sure that the head got plenty of attention. He started alternating between bobbing his head over the delicious, musky cock, and caressing it with just his tongue and lips. He couldn’t decide which felt better. Spreading his thighs to get some pressure off his own dick, James let his body take charge, and gradually he could accommodate more and more of the length. He was afraid of the shame of not delivering what he promised, so he took it slow, even though his throat ached to accept Mike’s glorious shaft.
“Dream suck,” Mike whispered and arched against the wall. “I knew you could do it,” he
“Yeah, I wanted you to kneel for me in that shower.” Each stroke of Mike’s hand on James’s cock evoked years of wet dreams about the school quarterback. Mike gripping one of his buttocks was like a reminder of the lust-hate feelings James had lived with for years, and now he could finally complete the circle.
With a deep sigh, James pulled the large hand away from his cock and held onto Mike’s wrist as he sank to his knees in the puddle of water at his feet. One look up to the toned god standing against the bright lamplight was enough to confirm to James that this was where he wanted to be. He couldn’t hold back a smile that bloomed on his lips. “Show me.”
Mike pushed his pants down, breathing hard, with water dripping down his face. James had already had the pleasure of seeing the beast in Mike’s pants, but it was no less amazing to see it again, already filling, stiffening, ready for play, with water drizzling down its graceful arch. “Can you deep throat?” Mike uttered and leaned against the wall.
James felt a rush of heat to his face and nodded, looking up with a smile. None of his other lovers were even close to Mike’s straightforward manner of acting, which he rather liked. “This is a challenge,” he whispered, covering the shaft with both his hands. He gave it a slow pump. A moan left his lips when the thick cock twitched in his grip, and he leaned closer, all the way to the purplish head sticking out from between his fingers. He gave it a slow, languid kiss, shuddering at the smoothness of it when he imagined it sliding in, down the slick road of his tongue and into his throat.
“I don’t wanna push too much, but I’d really love to feel it.” Mike bowed over James and slid his hands to James’s shoulders. “My teenage mind kinda imagined you could.”
James chuckled against the cock and opened his hands to give the throbbing flesh a lick along the bulging vein on the underside. “I couldn’t, believe me.” It took some time to learn but he had been an eager student. It made him proud that he could now present the skill to Mike for the ultimate test. After all, Mike’s cock was bigger than that of James’s exes.
Mike unbuttoned his shirt to reveal cover-worthy stomach muscles. They were so well pronounced, for a moment James just stared at the droplets of water cascading down Mike’s body, to his hips, and sliding all the way down his thighs.
“That cock looks so hot in your mouth,” whispered Mike.
James smiled, feeling all giddy inside as he opened his mouth to suck it in. Keeping one hand at the base, he cupped Mike’s scrotum with the other and weighed the balls in his palm, gently squeezing. His mouth watered when the heavy cockhead rested on his tongue. He arched the muscle, raising Mike’s dick in his mouth, just to feel its gentle slide against the palate, and sure enough, the pulsing pressure on his own cock became hardly bearable.
“That’s so good, Jamie… suck it.” Mike’s big hand slid into James’s hair and gripped it with delicious force.
James mewled into the cock and took it in deeper, making sure that the head got plenty of attention. He started alternating between bobbing his head over the delicious, musky cock, and caressing it with just his tongue and lips. He couldn’t decide which felt better. Spreading his thighs to get some pressure off his own dick, James let his body take charge, and gradually he could accommodate more and more of the length. He was afraid of the shame of not delivering what he promised, so he took it slow, even though his throat ached to accept Mike’s glorious shaft.
“Dream suck,” Mike whispered and arched against the wall. “I knew you could do it,” he
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