"I couldn't sleep very well, X. I gotta be at school in a bit. Can I come in?"
I stand aside and he walks in. I barely sit down before he is naked except for his vans. He takes the blue handkerchief I gave him and ties it around his right thigh. He is on his knees and sniffing around the tight white boxer shorts I have on. He doesn't take them off. Instead he teases me with an outstretched tongue that licks, pokes, and traces the outline of my rock hard cock. He takes a huge sniff of my crotch area. He is rubbing my thighs, which send shock waves of energy to my brain. He is beginning to become more and more the total cockslut I want him to be. He nibbles at the crotch area. He licks the fabric where my shaft is straining against the cotton. He does this for what seems like hours before he slowly pulls the boxers off and grabs my thick shaft in his hands. He devours it in one swallow and for the next hour it is a total symphony of licking, sucking, slurping, spitting, chocking, and worship that leaves me stunned. He takes his time working me over and when the first load is fresh in my shaft he slowly coaxes it out. He slows down enough to give me a chance to breath before he begins again. His mouth never leaves my lower body. His tongue trails from my cock to my balls, down the thickness of my thighs, across the contours of my calves, and ending with a fresh tongue bath of my feet.
He is total worship. In all he gets 4 fresh hot thick ropey loads out of me before he stands and smiles at me. "I'm yours, baby. I wanted you to know that." He gives me a big kiss. I can taste the saltiness on his lips. He walks back next door. I can hear the muffled voices of he and his b/f. I hope Justin kisses him with his salty lips.
Erik is coming over this afternoon.
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