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His delicious dick was coming to life in my mouth and I loved it! I wanted so much more, but I was so scared to do too much and scare him off. However, as I sucked him I changed my position a bit, and this gave me a reason to put a hand on his leg. He didn’t object in the least bit by word or by action. I even squeezed his leg a bit and slid my hand around on it as I sucked him.
This was my first "solo" blow job, how long should I keep going for? I really had no idea what I was doing, what the boundaries were. Even though I wanted more than anything for him to cum in my mouth I didn’t think I could take it that far. So I stopped and sat back up, giving him his turn. No words were said. As soon as I sat up he moved himself around to take his turn on me. I slid my pants down, this time clear to my ankles. He wasted no time leaning down and taking me into his mouth. It was so fucking hot in that truck. I lifted my shirt up to my shoulders, and when Mike saw me do that he did the same. My dick twitched as I now had such a perfect view of the man I wanted to be my lover. His smooth back, that six pack, those legs, then I looked across the cab when I saw movement. It was the mirror on the door, and in it, a perfect view of that amazing, round ass! Mike kept sliding closer to me, working my dick like magic. Up until now I had my knees close together, as he was pushing me closer to the edge I began to relax. As I did my legs began to spread apart and I felt them touch something. I opened my eyes to find my knee against Mike’s outer thigh. He had moved so that we was almost kneeling on the floor, but still kind of on the edge of the seat. Then I felt him pressing into my leg. My leg was so close to his hard cock. I wanted to feel it as he sucked me. I relaxed more, sliding my body, and in doing so now found my leg on the inside of his thigh. Then he moved slightly, and excitement shot through me was I felt his balls brush my knee. I hesitated for a moment, but noticed he did not move. I moved a little more, then he responded by pressing his hot, hard dick to my leg. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and feeling, and he continued to press it into me. This was going to be great! And that’s when I heard it. It was the unmistakable sound of a truck coming across the bridge. Mike quickly shot up, pulling his pants up and his seat forward. With Mike on me I didn’t have time, and Mike knew this. As the truck came into view, it was some friends of ours. Mike jumped out to talk to them, distracting them while I fixed myself. Wow that was a close one, and of course it killed my chances that day. We were both too scared to try again later that day. But I still lay in bed that night with a sense of accomplishment. He had pretty much been humping my leg. Maybe I would get everything I wanted from him eventually! Of course I cum hard again that night as I could still feel that cock on my leg.
This time I wasn’t going to let time get away from me. I wanted to push this to the next level while it was still on both of our minds. We were back to hanging out the next night and it didn’t seem like we wasted any time in getting the conversation to girls, sex, and eventually, the need to go beat off. We went back to our gravel pit, this time in my truck. As we got ourselves back into our normal grove I was shocked to hear Mike bring it up again, "do you want to suck it a little"? That whisper still rings in my ears, for all of the time we had our fun this would be his saying to get things going. "Sure" I replied, sliding my jeans back down, this time spreading my legs, hoping he would take the bait! Mike quickly moved down and took me into his mouth. This summer’s night proved to be very hot as well. I pulled my shirt up again, noting that as I did Mike did the same, again. That’s when I noticed his jeans were also to his ankles. He had never done that before I had sucked him before. I also noticed he was sliding back into that halfway onto the floor position. I welcomed his move, stretching my leg out. With that, Mike didn’t hesitate, he actually slid his leg over mine and pressed his hard cock and soft balls into my leg. He began to hump my leg, not as softly and innocently as before, but with pressure this time. That was enough for me, I knew the bar was raised. As he sucked me and pressed against me I placed my hand on his bare back and rubbed his soft skin as he pleasured me. My hands slid to his hips, grabbing, rubbing, and finding their way under him to his hard cock. I was hesitant, but I gently cupped his balls, which was met with a moan of approval. With that approval, I went to his throbbing hard on and stroked him gently. I felt like I was going to explode! And then he stopped!
Mike leaned back in his seat without a word; legs spread, looking at me. I quickly picked up that this wasn’t danger, it was simply my turn! I responded, probably with a huge smile on my face by sliding over and taking him back into my mouth. My mouth watered for that cock, my heart raced, my breathing heavy as I planned my next move. If it was OK for him, it was for me…I moved into position on the floor, he greeted me with the same relaxed leg, so I slide over and pressed against him, softly at first, then pushing into his smooth, warm leg. My hands were also now on his hips, holding firmly as I sucked him. I couldn’t help it…as I felt his heavy breath and heard his moans I slid my hands up and over his rock hard chest, under his shirt. I thought he was going to stop me, but to my amazement I found him tugging up his shirt, and pulling it off of his head. Now I could see those perfect, hard nipples. I played with them, squeezing, rubbing, I could tell he enjoyed it. I was losing myself and I didn’t care. I let go of his cock and kissed up his rock hard belly, moving to his nipples. I sucked softly on them, kissing them, stroking his cock with one hand while I loved his body, just as I had seen in the gay porn I had watched. I wanted to kiss him so badly! I made it to the base of his neck, but I got scared. I worked down his body, back to his cock, sucking him wildly now as I could hear and feel him breathe heavily with enjoyment. I knew he was close, I kept sucking. He was trying to hold back but couldn’t. "I’m, I’m gonna cum". He tried to reach for it, I let off and looked at him. "No, I got it" I said, and as I looked at him I began to stroke him. He relaxed, laid his head back and tensed up. I looked down at his cock to see it twitching, then shooting a hot, thick stream out over my hand and onto that stomach. Another stream, and another…5 streams all together each one tailing off onto my hand. I could feel my own cock throb as I was still pressing against Mike’s leg. As Mike reached for something to clean up, I leaned back into my seat and began to stroke myself as I again looked up to see him watching. This time his eyes didn’t leave my cock, and my body quivered knowing that he was looking as I shot another huge load up my chest. "Wow, you cum a lot more than I do" he said. "That’s a lot of cum man". As he turned to clean up I brought my hand still covered with his cum up to my mouth and took a shy taste. Oh it tasted so good! I quickly took a bigger lick, and played with his cum in my mouth as I finished my orgasm. I was in pure ecstasy, but still wanted more.
And I would get more…a lot more. But that’s for next time!
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