Stuff My Stocking: M-M Romance Stories that are Nice and Naughty by Various Authors Read Free Book Online

of his mouth. He reached between my legs and pulled on my balls, first one, then the other. Breathless, I began to thrust a little bit harder.
    I was leaking cum steadily now and BJ sucked the little droplets right from the slit. My entire body shook and I wanted to grab my shaft and pump it faster than BJ’s slow and steady movements. Suddenly, as if knowing I was on the brink and wanting to drag it out, he withdrew. He gently kissed my tip and squeezed the base to ease me back down. But he was by no means done torturing me. After he licked the pre-cum from my slit, he drug his teeth down the shaft and back up, to where he nipped at the bottom edge of my head.
    An animalistic noise burst from my lips and I seized a handful of his hair. I almost came right there.
    “That’s your spot isn’t it?” he said, sucking the area once more.
    I buckled over this time, as pleasure raced through my groin. He took the head inside his mouth again, sucking and pumping his fist, focusing all of his attention in the sensitive spot he discovered.
    It was too much, too intense. “I’m gonna come!”
    BJ’s groan vibrated up my dick, and he gripped my ass in both his hands, his fingers dangerously close to my hole. He pulled me forward. I shuddered when my cock head hit the back of his throat. My hold on his hair and shoulder were the only thing that kept me from collapsing from sheer rapture and delight. I felt the roundness of his tonsils rolling over my head as he drew me all the way down his throat, his hands spreading my cheeks open as he did so.
    Then, just as fast as he deep-throated me, he pulled back. There was a brush of hot air on my pubes as he stole a quick breath before he pushed my dick back down his throat. His lips made a tight seal and he used the hands on my ass to make me fuck his face. I clung to him, thrusting faster now. He didn’t fight me. Hell, the man didn’t even gag. He just opened his jaw and swallowed me down, keeping his lips tight as he let me search his throat for release. It didn’t take long to find it. With a stab of sheer ecstasy, I felt the cum firing up my shaft, the ache in my balls.
    “I’m coming!”
    Those words set BJ into a frenzied sucking.
    Wave after wave of cum exploded from my body, and my hips were snapping helplessly.
    BJ let the cum fill his throat, and when it began to overflow from his lips he pulled back, slurping and sucking as it shot from my dick in a steady white stream.
    “Oh, god,” he whimpered in pleasure as it sprayed his lips, and dripped down his chin. “There’s just so much!”
    Dizzy and heart racing, I watched my cum make bubbles on his full lips as I emptied myself with a final tremble. The sight of him still fully dressed, and nursing on my dick like it was a bottle, and my cum the sweetest cream he’d ever tasted, was so damn hot ,I actually whimpered. It was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen in my life.
    Or so I thought.
    BJ reached for his jeans, still licking and cleaning my dick with his tongue. Light headed, I held on to him as he slid the zipper down. While I reveled in post-orgasmic bliss, he freed his engorged, darkened cock. Goddamn, it was so large and beautiful! The plump crown was shiny with pre-cum and his shaft was thick and veiny. He wiped his mouth, then spit cum into his palm. A shudder of desire shot through me as he used my cum to lubricate himself. He took his cock in both fists and began to pump it fast. The wet sounds of BJ masturbating and his eager grunts held me captive.
    He looked up at me while he jerked off at my feet, his face contorted in that look of pleasure and agony a man wore when he was close to shooting his load. It only took a few seconds of frantic stroking and a volcanic eruption of white cum burst from his dick, landing on my bare feet.
    While he came, BJ never broke eye contact. The first wave was followed by a few smaller spurts, falling onto my toes. It was so warm! He trembled and closed his eyes in bliss,