Control Ch. 4 - Sex Stories

Control Ch. 4

... I did. Mom would be willing I was sure.

Turning my attention away from my thoughts and back to the guy sucking my dick, I saw that he had my cock head in his mouth, swirling his tongue. He was taking it slow but learning quickly.

“That feels good,” I whispered.

“I figured,” he said, “You were moaning. You make a lot of the clear stuff.”

“You like it?”

“Just between us? Yeah.”

“You take your time then. Just be ready when the white stuff comes.”

“Oh,” James, “Yeah, I wasn’t even thinking about that part. Are you going to warn me.”

“That depends.”

“On what?” he asked, looking at me over the exposed head of my cock.

“Whether or not you plan to swallow it or spit it out.”

“I dunno,” he mumbled, his hand slowly stroking my cock.

“If you’re going to spit, I’m not going to warn you,” I told him. “I swallowed the whole load when I did it.”

“Okay,” he began, “If I do a good job and swallow, are you going to do me?”

“I was thinking about it. I was drunk last time and I think I want to try it again. But you gotta let me cum while you’re sucking me.”

“Deal,” he said, shaking my dick instead of my hand.

“I bet you can’t take it all,” I told him.

“I’ll try but you’re probably right.”

“You never know. You might even like it,” I encouraged, “Only one way to find out.”

With a nod, James took my cock back into his mouth, slowly working up and down my throbbing shaft. He was making an effort to take it all but I was sure he wouldn’t be ...

... able. If he was honest, and I’m not saying he was, this was his first time. It just seemed like he was taking to it quickly.

I let my head fall back into my pillow and just enjoyed the pleasure he gave. It was almost a loving experience, the way he fondled my scrotum. Pulling my cock from his mouth, he stroked my spit-slick shaft. I thought he was giving himself a breather but was surprised when he began to suck one of my balls. The feeling was almost indescribable.

His tongue played over and between my testicles, while his hand slid up and down my dick. With every passing minute, my doubts grew that I was his first. That doubt was confirmed when he took my dick in his mouth again, swallowing my shaft until his nose touched my closely trimmed pubic hair. His eyes looked directly into mine as he held my cock deep in his throat for as long as he could hold his breath. I wanted to come right then.

James worked my cock ever so slowly in and out of his mouth, warm and wet. His fingers continued to fondle my balls. I was finding new and pleasurable sensations when his fingertips brushed over my asshole. James caught on to my moans and pushed my legs up, exposing my ass to his tongue. Again, I wanted to come when he pressed it into my anus.

‘What a fucking day,’ I thought. First I had oral sex with my mom, then masturbated with my sister. I was getting my salad tossed by a friend from school. What more could I ask for? To answer my own question, I still hadn’t had any ...