The Man Who Came Too Much (3 page)

Rodney started to work. He took the head into his mouth, tonguing it, then licking up and down my shaft. One hand was ever-so-lightly caressing my balls at the same time. My legs, already weak from the pounding I’d just received, were shaking even more.

Up and down, Rodney worked his mouth on my dick. He took a few centimeters more each

time, milking me with his lips and looking up occasionally to gauge my state.

What was my state by now? You know how sometimes you’re fucking and you sense the

climax somewhere off in the distance, and you start pounding harder like you’re riding toward it...like you might not make it, but you’re giving it the old college try?

Well, this was not like that at all. This wasn’t work, or a “maybe I’m not going to make it to the promised land” kind of moment.

This was like those moments where you’re absolutely taken aback by how crazy-sensitive

you’ve just gotten, how you feel like you could shoot loads of cum forever, all after about 60

seconds under the hands of your lover. It was a moment where time stopped, and I felt like I’d live forever.

“Rodney,” I gasped. “It’s here. I’m sorry. I can’t help it.” I was about to burst.

“Mmmmm-hmmmmm,” he said, or hummed, my cock halfway in his mouth. He made a

nodding motion.

“Sure?” I said, my ass already flexing, pushing my dick deeper, well into his throat.

Rodney just blinked, hard, once.

Then I let it all go. I felt the rush of liquid at the base of my dick and felt all the tiny muscles twitch in a million explosions. The first gush of cum felt like heaven, and the second, and the third. I gripped my hands against Rodney’s head and held him still. He clasped my ass and clamped on to my cock, loosening his jaw and throat to take me deeper than I thought possible.

All I heard was water splashing, my grunts and shouts, and Rodney struggling with my

spurts.

“Unh. Unh. Unh.” Over and over, as he took down ten, then fifteen shots. Nobody had ever made it past three or four. This was impressive stuff, in hindsight. In the moment I was totally sucked away by the pleasure of feeling my cock in a hot, tight throat, finally free to expend every ounce of energy in that place.

I was reflexively face-fucking Rodney when the twentieth splash washed into him. I guess it was the twentieth. To be honest, I have no idea how many times I ejaculated. We held ourselves in that position until I was starting to go limp.

Rodney was a little blue from lack of oxygen. He disputes that. When I regained my senses and looked down at him, I swear he was slightly blue. But what a fucking champion of cum.

There wasn’t a drop anywhere. His eyes were half-closed. Suddenly sated, maybe a little sleepy (although he disputes that, too).

Rodney looked up at me and said: “burr-RAPPPP!” He uncorked another two burps and we

collapsed, laughing hysterically.

And that’s the first time I came, to completion, without the anxiety associated with cum-blasting my partner into oblivion. We’re the perfect team. I keep the jars filled for Rodney, he gets a fresh blast anytime he wants it, and we’ve been at it for a while now.

All the in-between times, from that first wall-plastering to the insane intensity of fucking Rodney – they’ll make for some great stories. Maybe I’ll tell more some day. Maybe not. Right now I have a hot guy waiting in the next room.

He’s really fucking thirsty.

END

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The Man Who Came Too Much

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