Diskreet Practices

With one hand I tenderly cradled his big, hairy balls,
with the other, I formed a tight fist around his thick cock.
I felt him tremble as I stuck out my tongue and licked the
tubular ridge that bulged from deep within the elongated
belly of his tool. A complex network of protruding blood
vessels pinged passionately beneath the supple flesh that
sheathed the rigid mass of his twitching organ. The
pulsating drummed against my wet lips as I took him into my
mouth. Seething in a sweltering froth of saliva, the essence
of his manhood seeped over the surface of my tongue. The
tartness of his flesh was truly delightful.

I sucked Chet's slab of horse meat until my jaws ached
with spastic fits of exhaustion. "Where the hell did you
ever learn to suck dick like that?" Chet panted.

Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, I looked up at
him and grinned impishly. "You liked that, did you?"

"Don't play dumb with me you smug little shit. You're a
first rate cocksucker, and you know it."

I pushed Chet back onto the sofa and stepped between
his yawning knees. "Let's just say I've had some practice."

"Damned if you're not full of surprises," said Chet.

"Just wait until you see what I have in store for you
next," I said, as I slowly turned and stuck my slender, round
ass in his face. "I know you want it. You're just dying to
fuck me, aren't you?"

"Oh God, yes," Chet sighed.

"Let me hear you say it. Tell me how bad you want to
ram that big, stiff poker of yours up my ass."

"Man, you know I do. I want to fuck you so bad I'm
nearly out of my mind."

I bent over clutching my knees. "Eat it," I demanded.
"Eat my tight asshole. Bang my butt with your tongue to
loosen me up."

Taking a cheek of my buttocks in each hand Chet spread
me open, panting heavily as he pushed his face into my steamy
crevice. "Umm, you taste good," he muttered, after giving my
hairy, little pucker a hot, wet lick. "I'm gonna tongue you
good -- make your sweet fuckhole real juicy."

"Yeah, that's it. Put it all the way inside me." I
could feel his probing tongue packing my anal passage with
globs of bubbly saliva. "Deeper! Don't be stingy. Give me
the whole fucking thing!"

Chet moaned, sounding as if he was being painfully
distressed by his efforts to comply with my demand, but he
succeeded in his efforts an fed my hungry ass another inch of
hot, slippery tongue.

My entire body felt as if it had become a throbbing mass
of quivering jelly. His tongue -- his amazing tongue, moved
in and out, purging my fuckhole of all resistance. I oozed
with readiness. I stood breathlessly watching Chet as he
slipped a condom down over the bulbous head of his big, stiff
ramrod. I could hardly wait to feel him inside me.

Like some primeval god of lust, Chet stood up behind me.
In the reflective, glass surface of the coffee table before
me, I could see his brawny upper torso ripple and flex as he
took a firm hold on my hips.

The sweltering heat of his ruttish cock seemed to sizzle
as it slid between the cheeks of my ass. I shivered with
anticipation as the head of his organ wallowed in the concave
hollow of my spit laden passage. I held my breath as his
left hand came to rest on my shoulder. The engorged head
of his rigid man driver began to stretch the tense rim of
my pucker. I whimpered softly in response to the swatting of
his open palm against the cheek of my trembling buttocks.
The brief diversion allowed him to surge forward, ramming a
good portion of his meaty cock into my rectum. Contractions
of riveting agony surged through my impaled bowel and rippled
down my quaking thighs.

Oh God, he was so big. So fucking hard. "Give it to
me," I howled. "Fuck me!"

"Damn, you've sure got a hot ass," Chet panted, grunting
lustfully as he embedded the full length of his enormous
tool deep into my belly. "Umm, yeah, and tight too."

My knees were like rubber. It was all I could do to
remain standing. Gradually, pain relinquished its torrid
grip, yielding to the most exquisite pleasure I'd ever felt.
My entire body tingled as if it were being lightly pricked by
hundreds of tiny needles. Sweat streamed from my temples;
dripped from my chin, ran down my chest and back. I was on
fire like never before.

With each thrust of his pelvis, Chet's cock seemed to
grow larger; longer, thicker, harder. His tempo increased
steadily. His big bangers no longer swayed with his humping
motion. His hairy ball-sac had contracted, had drawn its
lofty contents into a tightly cinched pouch at the base of
his slimy piston.

"Oh Christ, I'm gonna cum!" His voice was raspy with
passion. As he pressed his thighs against mine his cock
jerked spastically.

"Give it to me!" I shouted, wild with desire. "Shoot
your sticky cock juice up my ass." Again and again his
orgasmic organ flexed, spewing it manly reward. "That's it!
Cum in my butt. Umm, more! Give me more!"

Winded, Chet fell back onto the couch, his condom
sheathed cock withering with satisfaction.

I turned and crammed my cock into his gaping mouth. His
hot breath washed over my manhood like a blast of heat from a
furnace. "Suck it," I demanded. "Suck my cock."

Chet savored the sticky abundance of pre-cum that oozed
from my pisshole. I dug the fingers of both hands into his
hair, pulling his face into my crotch, pulling him toward me
until his sodden lips were nestled in the roots of my coarse
pubic thatch.

I closed my eyes and tossed my head back. The embrace
of his tight, quivering throat was heavenly. "Shit yes, eat
my dick," I cried blissfully, frantically fucking his amiable
gullet. "Oh God, I'm gonna cuuum!"

Whipping my cock out of Chet's slurping mouth I jacked
off. His reveling eyes were glimmering with lust as quakes
of climactic spasms rocked me from head to toe. "I'm gonna
shoot in your face," I snarled gleefully. "I'm gonna drown
that handsome face of yours in a wave of cock cream.

"Do it!" Chet pleaded, reaching out to cup my exploding
nuts in the palm of his big trembling hand.

Ribbons of ivory ejaculate hurled through the air and
splattered across Chet's awaiting face. Globs of cum stuck
to his beard, oozed from his eyebrows and dripped from the
tip of his nose.

As I stood before him still naked, watching him towel my
spent wad from his whiskers, he looked at me and said. "You
know it will never be the same between us."

"I know," I said, kissing him lightly on the mouth.
"From now on it will be much better."