was dripping down the shaft of his erection.
My lips descended toward the base once again, going a little farther this time. Back up. More tongue action on the head. Down once again—deeper this time. Kyle gasped. I was trying my damnedest to give the man the blowjob of his life.
Up. Lick. Down. Throat. Oh, sweet Jesus! Kyle’s eyes rolled back into his head as he felt me suck him fully into my throat. But I was not finished yet. No, not by a long shot. On my next descent, I managed to get the entire monster trapped inside my mouth and throat. And that was about where Kyle started to lose it.
I felt the man’s testicles tighten, pulling up close to his body, and his erection prepared to do what men’s erections have been doing for thousands of years. With my lips locked firmly around the base of Kyle’s dick, even though it meant I couldn’t breathe, I held still and brought the man to orgasm with the muscles of my throat.
He might have started out trying to say something in the English language, but all that came across from Kyle was a garbled scream. The man thrashed, bucked, gasped, held his breath, breathed deep, and then did it all again. His hands found their way to the back of my head, grasping, caressing, and holding.
When Kyle’s orgasm had slowed to a mere trickle, I desperately needed to be able to breathe, so I lifted my head, releasing the man’s spent erection. Already the monster was shrinking from rock hard to simply long and swollen. It was still intimidating even as it lost a little of its fight.
I gently worked the giant a little more with my mouth, not to arouse but simply to say thank you. Finally I lifted my head completely, kissing the head of Kyle’s dick in farewell before crawling back up to lie next to the seemingly boneless man next to me.
“Holy sweet fucking Jesus!” Kyle muttered.
“Is that good?” I asked.
“Is that good? Oh yeah, that’s good. Doesn’t get much better than that. Where did you ever learn to do that? I’ve never felt anything quite so phenomenal in my life!”
“You just hadn’t met me yet.”
“Well, thank God I have now. I can die a happy man.”
“Not so fast. I haven’t fucked you yet. I’m not even that good at oral. Fucking is where my skills really show through.”
Kyle held up his hand and said, “Must rest first and get my heart rate back to the normal range.”
“Okay,” I said with what was hopefully a mischievous look on my face.
“Should I be worried?”
“Probably.”
I pulled Kyle to his feet and removed the man’s shoes, socks, and scrub pants so that he was standing naked in the middle of the living room. I took one step back and simply said an appraising, “Oh yes, there really is a God.”
I reached out my hand, took Kyle’s, and guided the man to the bedroom, where I pushed him backward onto the bed and crawled on top of him once again and locked our lips together, albeit a little more slowly and gently this time.
“Clothes,” Kyle muttered.
“Huh?” I asked.
“Clothes. You’ve got too many. Want you naked.”
I rolled over onto my side, facing Kyle, and looked up with an innocent smile. “You want ’em off, you’ve got to help me.” I batted my eyelashes in a positively sultry move that brought Kyle up to his knees to start unbuttoning my shirt. He unbuckled my belt, pulled off my shoes and socks, and then removed my pants and briefs in one efficient move.
“Oh, yeah!” he said as he caught sight of his naked bedmate.
“Fuck, man! You are hot!”
“Shut up and kiss me!” he ordered.
Kyle lay on top of me, one hand behind my head, as he let his libido take control of the moment. He spread his legs and sat up so that he could look down at me. He lay beside me and put his head on my chest and purred in contentment. He closed his eyes, presumably to savor the moment… and then he fell asleep. I wanted to wake the guy and fuck him senseless but wasn’t sure if I should or not. The guy had