I Finally Got The Courage (Ch 3) - Sex Stories

I Finally Got The Courage (Ch 3)

... was super ready to spirt. Out of courtesy, I warned Mark that I was close to cumming. Did he want my load in his mouth?

With his mouth full of man meat, he garbled, “Uh-huh.”

It was clear Mark wanted to please me. Without further instruction, he picked up the pace of his jacking and sucking.

I began to buck back and forth, face fucking him. He took it like a trooper, no audible gagging.

Deep in my taint, I began to sense that difficult to describe feeling of either impending doom or ecstasy.

I closed my eyes. I held my breath. I doubled my fists. I stopped bucking, but instead made slow micro-pistoning movements in and out of his warm mouth.

And then I came.

Seemingly in a synchronized fashion; my eyes flew open, I grunted loudly and I humped forward. I spewed rope after rope of hot jizz into Mark’s hungry maw. I could both hear and feel him struggling to handle the volume.

I let Mark catch his breath, as I caught mine. I did my third three-sixty and relaxed my clenched fists. I took a deep breath and savored that post-coital bliss.

Mark seemed to be in no great hurry to return my meat to its lawful owner, but I was getting antsy. Besides, the head of my cock was some kinda sensitive.

I began to slowly inch backward, planning to avoid any further stimulation of my Willy. Mark had other ideas. He clamped down with his toothless gums and milked every last drop of spew from my hose.

I thanked Mark for the wonderful hummer.

His response? “You're very welcome. I enjoyed it. If you also enjoyed it, maybe we could do it again sometime. I'm out here a couple of times a week. If Jake’s here, though, you'll have to wait in line.”