Ty’s body tasted salty and minerally from sweat that had dried, but as we got worked up again and we both started sweating freshly, the taste became mellower. I wanted to lick his entire body, sopping up every last drop of it.
Ty was whimpering at my nipple work and grinding his hips upward into my body, so I slowly moved farther down his chest to his belly button, tasting the tangy perspiration in that delicious depression before reaching my destination, that inflamed cock.
He was as hard as anyone I’d ever been with, and I gripped his fleshy rod firmly while burying my nose in the glossy bush of his pubes. His hair smelled so spicy and manly, it was almost too intense, but it only turned me on even more. I shifted my attention to the helmet head of his glans. There was already a substantial buildup of precum leaking from the round hole in it, and I gently licked at it, enjoying the taste of sweetness after the salt of Ty’s sweat.
He trembled repeatedly, and I guessed that he had never had his cock sucked before, so I intended to give him the experience of his life. Without hesitating, I swallowed his entire stem, my chin nuzzling into the fleshy curtains of his testicles, and my nose embedded in his short hairs. I gagged slightly but stayed put. It was difficult to keep his impressive girth in my mouth, but I relaxed into it and after a moment I was fine.
I moved my head up and down only slightly, keeping his entire johnson in my mouth, but stimulating as much of the surface area as possible with my tongue, my throat, and the top of my mouth. I sucked and slurped for all I was worth, producing a ton of saliva to lubricate his shaft.
When he started to whimper, I slowly began to undulate up and down, sucking all the way up to the tip, then plunging my mouth down again to deepthroat him. He was losing control and bucking his hips with each of my movements, and I remembered the first time someone had given me a blowjob with a mixture of fondness and jealousy.
Though we didn’t have much time, I didn’t want Ty to come just yet, especially since I hadn’t gotten my own rocks off. I was fully in control of the situation, so I decided to go for it. His legs were splayed on either side of me, so I grabbed them under the knees, and pushed them back and up in the air to get a clear path to his ass crack. It was furrier than I expected, and it had the same musky aroma as his crotch, only stronger. I breathed through my mouth (a trick a fuck buddy of mine at college had taught me) and started to lick his fleshy furrow clean.
Every time my mouth approached his asshole, Ty groaned. He seemed to be really sensitive in the area—in a good way that made me think that he would love getting fucked. I worked over that pungent pink sphincter with all the skill I had, using my lips, my mouth, my stubbly chin, and then when I thought he was good and relaxed, I slid one of my index fingers in.
Ty immediately tensed up, but he didn’t say anything, so I gently played around, making my finger vibrate and swirl. Within seconds flat, he was relaxed again and squirming around on the floor, loving every single move I made. I continued licking at his ass and sucked his balls every now and then as I finger-banged him with first one, then two fingers. With bated breath, I dared to slip a third finger in, and he just went with it, riding my hand like a pro as I buried my digits up to the knuckles in the elastic warmth of his ass cavity.
Now that Ty had been attended to, I wanted to meet my own needs, and I was going to give him a treat. I carefully disengaged from him and stood up. He opened his eyes to look up at me and immediately came up to his knees in front of me. I stepped closer so that my stiff meat was right in his face, and I pulled his head toward it. He dutifully opened his mouth to tentatively lick at the tip, and I let him explore for a moment or two. When he was off guard, I crammed my entire shaft into his mouth, making him gag. His eyes widened in surprise, then started watering from the gagging. I kept his mouth on my cock, praying he wouldn’t bite me by reflex, but he quickly gained control and stayed still.
I felt his saliva coating my penis, and when it was good and covered, I pulled Ty’s mouth off it, lifted him up by his armpits, and turned him around so that he was on his feet, leaning over a pile of moving boxes that came up to just above his waist.
Without losing a moment, I rubbed my wet dick up and down the valley of his ass, mingling his saliva with my own, and using the lube juice of my own spit and the precum that was oozing from my piss slit to get his rosebud nice and slippery.
“Yeah, do it,” he said quietly, bracing himself for penetration by bending his knees slightly and reaching back to hold his ass cheeks apart. I pointed my pole straight ahead and eased the aerodynamic head into his asshole. His breathing became quicker as he tensed up, but I rubbed his back and made a shhh sound to relax him. When he loosened up again, I pushed in harder and faster, my staff sinking into his puckered sphincter inch by inch.
He took it like a champ, only whimpering slightly. I stood still for a moment, letting him get used to the pressure I was putting on him, and when he had mastered it, I started to grind slowly in and out of him.
I looked down to watch how his hairy hole tightly encircled the circumference of my erection. It was so fucking hot to see it swallow my entire shaft, stretching to accommodate me.
Ty let out an mmm sound, and I started to hump him faster. I didn’t want to come too soon, but I was getting really excited as I shoved my cock farther and farther into his depths.
I gripped his hips firmly, holding him in place as I began to piston in and out of him. I helped him keep his balance while knocking him into that pile of boxes with more and more force.
He got into the rhythm of it quickly and started to push back on my cock so that each of my strokes became long and powerful as I pulled out nearly to the tip, then dove back in balls deep. Ty started stroking his cock fast and hard to keep up with my impulsion. We were both emitting low, guttural grunts from the exertion, and streams of sweat were pouring off us both.
It was pretty slippery trying to hold on to him, and every time my thighs hit the back of his legs, they made a moist, slapping sound. I leaned over him so that my taut chest lay on his wet, muscled back and I drove up into him with more limited, precise strokes, really using the upward curve of my cock to hit his G-spot.
All my pumping was creating an abrasive friction now as the lubrication of our spit began to evaporate. On the one hand, I could tell we would both be uncomfortable in another few moments; but on the other, it heightened every sensation leading to what I sensed would be an explosive orgasm.
I straightened back up and spat down onto my sheath to give us a little bit more lube, then hit Ty with a few more quick, punchy thrusts. I was really close, so I quickly withdrew from him and started to jack off. Within seconds, I was drizzling cum all over the broad plain of his back, covering it with my white love juice. A few of the last drops slid from my hole to a spot right above the dent of his ass and started to slip down it. I bent down and licked them up before they got too far, enjoying the rare taste of my own semen.
It only made me want more, so I turned Ty, who was still jacking off, around to face me. I stationed my mouth just in front of his reddened cock, which looked like it would blow any second. I licked gently at the very tip of it, which sent him over the edge. He grabbed my head and fed me the tip of his cock, still milking it for all he was worth. He must have been saving that load up for days because it seemed to fill my mouth with syrupy, milky profusion. It just kept coming and coming, but after about a dozen yanks, Ty seemed to finish and pulled out of my mouth, drained.
I swallowed most of his sperm, but left a little bit in my mouth so that when I stood up to kiss him, I could push it into his mouth with my tongue. He stiffened for a moment, then went with it, taking every last drop, and even licking a couple spots on my chin where he had sprayed a few strings of it.
When he had thoroughly cleaned off my face, he grinned and said, “Yummy.”
“Yeah, it was,” I said, kissing him one last time. “We’d better get dressed, sweet stuff,” I said, handing him his clothes.
I used my shirt to wipe the rest of my cum off his back, then balled it up in my fist. We both got dressed quickly, hopped off the truck, and went in the house to clean up. By the time we had soaped up and dried off, Ty’s dad was back from his errand.
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