1. What I Had Been Missing (Ch 2)


    Date: 2/1/2024, Categories: Gay Male, Author: Delbert6776

    ... feel his plum expand in my mouth. The veins on his dick enlarged and the skin took on a purplish hue.
    
    Dirk began to face-fuck me.
    
    I used my free right hand to explore my cock. I’d already dripped precum onto my downside thigh. I ran my fingers through it and added it to the end of my prick for lubricant. I closed my eyes and formed my thumb and index finger into an OK sign; then slowly and gently jacked my love muscle. I fantasized that Dirk and his friends were taking turns sucking me off.
    
    I let Dirk do his thing, but I did extend my tongue along the bottom of his shaft, slurping out an abundant amount of saliva. I moaned as he pistoned in and out. I sensed a change in his rhythm. He became almost cautious, moving ultra-slowly, stroking in and out, only maybe a half inch at a time.
    
    Dirk stopped. “Oh, shit. I’m gonna cum.”
    
    With an “Ugh” and a “Fuck”, he filled my mouth with cum.
    
    I switched my hand into a fist and jerked once, twice, three times on my own cock. With a “Me, too” I bucked and spewed several tablespoons of cream onto the table edge and the area rug below.
    
    As I put the business card back in my wallet, I sighed and thought about what might have been.
    
    Dirk had resumed (or actually commenced) the massage after he extricated his semi-flaccid hose from my mouth. He shifted toward the foot of the table, gently guiding me into the supine position. He leaned forward and partly across my torso. He lifted my cum-covered cock to his mouth and began ...
    ... milking the last few drops onto his tongue. He tasted my salty-sweetness and made satisfied mewing sounds.
    
    Dirk finished the massage, but not before topping me.
    
    He squirted a very liberal amount of massage oil onto my chest, belly, and privates. I envisioned him rubbing my pecs, belly, and nads; then perhaps jacking or sucking me off. Instead, Dirk positioned my legs together and climbed up on the table.
    
    He initially straddled my pelvis, sitting squarely upon my cock. He began pinching and twisting his own nipples, while simultaneously grinding his taint and anus up and down my hardening rod.
    
    He retrieved the oil bottle that was lying adjacent to my torso. He squirted several ounces into his left palm; then began coating his own chest, belly, and cock with the lubricant.
    
    He ran his hands from my pubis up to my pecs, leaning forward as he stroked my oily skin. He then settled into a full-body contact position.
    
    Our faces were mere inches apart. He leaned slightly toward me. I raised my head and extended the tip of my tongue to his lips. I could both smell and taste the residue of my ejaculation. He responded by emitting a quiet moan, then opened his mouth widely to accept my cock surrogate.
    
    Dirk proceeded to writhe his sweaty and oily body over mine in a serpentine fashion, compressing and stimulating our respective anatomic parts. He ground his pubis against mine. Our erections were like dueling lances.
    
    I locked my arms around his chest and buried my face ...