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blast from the past
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blast from the past I randomly contacted an old hook-up from about a year ago. It took him a few emails to connect who I was (fictitious name, silly email address). This guy is very slender, bi, married, balding but very cute in a geeky kind of way. Geek is Chic these days, isn't it? When he finally remembered who I was, he gave me a nice compliment and said, Oh, you're the guy that gave me a couple of the best headjobs of my life. Well, I blushed, and thought, yes that would be me. So are you gonna suck me dry or what? he asked. Baby, it was a good reunion. It's amazing what you forget. He was still thin, but he was actually a lot taller than I remembered. Still very approachable, chatty. When I finally got him someplace secure, he unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his hairy chest and dropped his pants. I could see his impressive bulge outlined in his briefs. There's no finer sight than a hard cock, already straining against the fabric before you've even touched him. I was impatient and after trailing my fingers over his hard outline, I tugged his briefs down, his cock springing into my face. The leaking head left a trail across my cheek as he positioned his head against my lips. I looked down the shaft, again remembering the large vein that ran across the top of the shaft. I could see it pulsing as his cock grew and grew. HIs honey leaked onto my lips, and my tongue snked out to catch it. My parted lips were all the invitation that he required, and soon, his pubes were brushing against my nose. He was uncut, another detail that I forgot, and the head was very sensitive to my assault. I love a responsive cock. The man may say nothing, but you know you are doing well, when the cock and balls twitch as your tongue flickers along the underside of a hard penis. My mouth was filled, as his cock was a decent size. He rocked back and let me do most of the work. I had his balls in my hand so that I could gauge when he was getting close. They were twitching as much as he was moaning, which was a lot. He'd get lost in the moment every now and then, and cram the cock down my throat for a few jabs. He wasn't a fool though. He knew that if he let me keep some control, that he'd enjoy the ride even more. My tongue was working overtime. There's no point giving head if you forget to use the most important organ, your tongue. The man might as well just wank in your mouth. But if you use your tongue properly, you're going to give the man something that he could never experience with a vagina. I have to admit that I was dripping with sweat. His dick was leaking all over my lips, so we had some wild sliding going on. He felt the need to tell me he was coming, but since his balls had almost retreated into his body, I knew that he wasn't going to last another second. Oh yeah.... that was someting else I forgot. The man could shoot like a porn star. Soon my mouth was awash with his bitter juices. There's that point that you want it to last forever, you can oly get this taste from one source, and it's never enough. His jizz coated my tongue. I swirled it around before gulping it down. His cock was still hard, and I knew that I could have gotten another load out of it (past experiences and all), but our time was up. It was a nice time to spend out lunch hours, and I'm hoping that he won't wait so long to repeat the experience. Anyone else want to feed me their lunch? |
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