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change!" I said, heading for my bedroom. "Why don't you make yourself comfortable, have a look around if you want." I thought Mike had stayed in the loungeroom, or wandered off to look at the rest of the house, but as I lifted my T-shirt over my head, I suddenly felt his hands on my ribs, soft and warm. As I stopped in mid-undress, his fingers slowly traced their way across my stomach, meeting at my navel, then inching upwards. I could feel the warmth of his breath on the back of my neck, as he drew me back against him. As his fingers reached my nipples and pulled softly at them, I mumbled softly, leaning into him. The delicate sensation of his fingertip against my nub, pulling at the piercing, twirling it around gently, made me feel so good. He leaned into me, the stubble on his chin rough against the skin on my shoulder, as a warm wet tongue licked at my earlobe. His hands left my tits and began unbuckling my belt, drawing it slowly out of the loops and flinging it to the floor. I could feel his groin, the meaty flesh of his hardening cock, pressing against my arse as his fingers unbuttoned my pants, squeezing at my leather covered cock. As he eased the fly open and lowered my jeans, my growing erection fought to escape the confines of my jock. Slowly, carefully, Mike slid the jeans down my legs, pulling my jock with them. As his hands reached my ankles I stepped out of each leg, and stood naked with my back to him, my dick standing out at right angles to my body. He was on his knees behind me, and I gasped as I felt the moistness of his tongue make contact with my upper legs. He licked slowly around my thighs and the bottom of my arse cheeks, and all I could do was stand there, moaning with delight. I spread my legs slightly, and his tongue travelled further along my arse, licking at the chasm between my cheeks, down and past my twitching hole to the tender, sensitive skin between my arse and my testicles. I shivered, not from cold, but from the sensations coursing through me, as his warm velvety tongue began to massage my nuts and his soft fingers traced the length of my hardening shaft. "Oohhhh ... Mike ..." I said softly, but he simply spun me around, looked into my eyes with those pools of azure blue, and put a finger to his lips. As I turned to face him, my cock swung directly into line with his face. I was hard as a rock, and the first droplets of pre-cum were beginning to appear at the slit in my weapon. Saying nothing, he licked out and caught the sticky fluid on the tip of his tongue, lapping at it and smiling at me. His tongue continued to lick, tracing the edge of my cockhead, sliding slowly down the side of my shaft until he reached my heaving orbs, caressing each one with his warm wet tongue and retracing his path back along my shaft. My hands fell to his head, holding gently, not pulling him onto me or exerting any pressure. My fingers sank into his hair as I relished the touch of him. Suddenly, the gentle tongue washing I was receiving was replaced by the hot bath of his mouth as he swallowed me whole, my entire cock disappearing into his throat. I gasped again, moaned out loud. His throat constricted around my cock as his tongue massaged my glans and his lips closed around the base of my shaft. He pulled back a little then sank onto me again, letting his teeth gently scrape against me, not hurting, but accentuating the sensations enveloping my manpole. The fingers of his left hand crept up and firmly gripped my ball sac, while his other hand explored my arse cheeks, tracing the line between the rounded mounds of flesh, then prodding at my twitching hole. I did nothing. I didn't need to. Couldn't if I wanted. He had total control of me, manipulating my cock, my balls, my arse. His tempo on my steel hard rod increased as he rolled my jewels around in his palm. Firmly, slowly, he inserted one then another finger into me, opening my hole as he bobbed up and down on my meat. I groaned to him that I couldn't take too much of this, but he ignored me. His mouth went into overdrive, suctioning at my cock as he wrapped me in the wonderful heated wetness of his mouth, forcing himself onto me and pulling away again. Simultaneously his fingers invaded my rectum, finger fucking me, exploring and finding the erogenous spot over my prostate. As he pressed against that nut of nerves, his manhandling of my balls increased. I could not hold out much longer, calling out a warning. "Mike ...I'm close ... very close." His only response was to double his attack. All my senses were assaulted as his mouth gripped and pulled at my pole, his palm encasing my balls and his fingers thrusting into me. My world focussed on my groin, my senses overcome with his ministrations, and the power of orgasm slammed into me. Unable to warn Mike, I exploded, my balls contracting sharply and emptying themselves as my overheated shaft swelled and burst in his mouth. Load after load of my seed shot from me, filling him. I marvelled that he took it all, expected to find him gag, but he swallowed and licked and swallowed again, taking all I could give. I shuddered a final burst as the climax passed, and looked down, only then realising that I had held his head hard against me, fucking his face and not allowing him any chance to back away. As I relaxed, he pulled slowly away from me, still licking at my cock, determined to get every last drop of cum from me. His fingers withdrew from my hole, and he looked up at me. "Mike, ... I'm sorry ..." I started to say.t. |