I Finally Got The Courage (Ch 5) - Sex Stories

I Finally Got The Courage (Ch 5)

... with his golden curls. I reached to the right, ran my hand across his low back and snuck my fingers into his company-issued khaki shorts. His buttocks were as silky smooth as talc. I yearned to rub my cheek across them and lick my way toward the forbidden crack between.

Todd was an A+ cocksucker. Somehow he was able to encircle his lips around my plum without using his hands to lift my prick from my belly. He slurped and bobbed his mouth up and down on not only the head, but additionally two or three inches of shaft. I surmised he had little or no gag reflex and that he was deep-throating Old Dan.

I warned Todd. “Baby (I almost said laddie), I'm a short-hitter. I'm getting close. You want it in your mouth?”

He answered, “Uh-huh”, his response muted by a mouth full of meat.

Todd added his right hand to my shaft, began furiously jacking it and picked up the pace of his sucking.

I was getting close, damn close.

“Baby, I'm gonna cum,” I grew through clenched teeth. I stopped humping Todd’s throat, gaped open my own mouth and rolled my eyes back into my head. I held my breath.

One, two, three; then an involuntary “ugh” and spittle burst from my mouth. I spewed rope after rope of my juice into Todd’s thirsty mouth.

I released his hair and I withdrew my other hand from his pants. I apologized for ramming his throat. He looked up, swallowed and smiled. “All good, really good.”

We parted ways after a few minutes. We agreed that we were both the “love ‘em and leave ‘em” types.

Todd suggested I stop by the restaurant again sometime, should I need a caffeine infusion. “You can bet I will,” I responded; as I waved goodbye.