Finding the Cock Sucker

author: [[NPhillyDogg/Scedmark]] | published: 2007-07-05

Hi. My name's Josh. I work in one of the coldest, most harshest places on the eastern continent (Alaska). It's usually 100 below zero on a good day in winter. I work with a crew of 9 men (Tom, Brady, Lester, Moe, Dwayne, Travis, Vernell, and Peter), we specialize in taking land samples and geography studies which we send back to the main base of operations in the states.

We spend close to 6 months at a time out here with every little human contact face to face. He do most of our communicating through radio signals and computer data. When we need to send out samples personally, there's a helicopter which flies in upon scheduled request to pick up ice samples which are then taken to the labs for further study beyond our mediocre equipment can handle. We also have food supplies delivered via airplane every 6 months. Vernell is our resident chef, who's only job is to supply us with 3 meals per day.

Sex on the base is of course very limited to the use of your hand, and if you're lucky, a porno video or a nasty magazine to help stimulate your imagination. I can't tell you how many times I've lost potent loads to the bed sheets while my roommate was snoring in the bed across the room. As far as I know every guy on base is straight, some are even married or divorces with families living back in the states waiting for them. But most of us are single, and robust with healthy sex drives (makes since to waste you best years stuck up on a frozen base with nothing but men in your company).

To say that sex is the ONE THING we are all lacking would be the understatement of the decade. Sometimes you can see the hardons pressing out the fronts of the men's crotches, especially when we're called unexpectedly to order for some emergency, or early in the morning while on way to the can for an early pee and shower. More than once I've caught guys satisfying themselves under the hot spray of water as they massaged their dicks in what they thought was complete privacy.

This was my term year on the rock (contracts lasting in 6 month intervals), storing information for government agencies trying to crack the codes of Alaska's long preserved life. The first 6 months were hell. I never when that long without getting my cock sucked off or plunging it deep inside some horny chick's wet cunt. With all the hand jobs I have myself, I feared giving my cock chap.

But during the second term of my service, I happened to stumble upon a small gloryhole in the back storage room where some of our equipment parts are stowed. At first I thought nothing of it, as I peered through into complete darkness on the other side. There was no door leading beyond the gloryhole, and as far as I knew, there was no known room in any of the base diagrams on the other side of the wall. I chalked it up to someone playing a bad joke, and clearly forgot about it.

One day (about 3 weeks later), I was putting some equipment up that needed to be stored away, when I took notice of the gloryhole again. My cock started to twitch at the idea of getting a much needed blow job, and as joke, I walked over to the gloryhole and stuck my erect cock through.

Of course I didn't expect anything to happen, as I pushed my cock into the dark unknown. Just as I was prepared to pull it back out, I felt something wet lick upon the head. "What the fuck..??!!" I yelled, jumping back in total shock and surprise. "Who's in there?" I asked, looking down at the black hole. I got down onto my knees, and pressed my eyeball up to the round circle. "Who's in there??" I insisted, seeing nothing but darkness. I had no idea who could be in there. All the men on the base flashed through my mind as I tried to figure out who would play suck an elaborate joke? None of the guys would lick my cock, -I thought to myself, thinking of all of their personalities. Had someone actually licked my cock? Or did they wipe something over my cock which felt like it was being licked? Were they playing some type of trick on me, to see if I'd concede to letting a guy suck me off? I had no clue as I stood back up and contemplated my next move.

My brain told me to tuck my cock and get the hell out of there, but my loins told me to press further, to see just how far "they" would go. Hesitantly I eased my erection back through the hole, pressing my groin up against the wall as my entire cock passed through on the other side.

Almost immediately the tongue (or what felt like a tongue) returned. My knees nearly went weak as the tongue licked all along the head and shaft. "uhh..." I moaned, having not had anyone else touch my cock since my last trip to the states.

Suddenly my cock head was engulfed by a pair of wet lips. Someone was suctioning my cock head, sucking as if trying to use me as a straw. "Oh fuck...!" I gasped, feeling the lips sliding down my shaft. Someone was sucking my cock! Someone in a base full of men! I leaned my head against the wall, and sighed as the mouth slid up and down my wet shaft. "Oh shit..." I said to myself, knowing I wouldn't last long under these conditions.

Slowly I began thrusting my hips into the hole, fucking the mouth on the other side. My cock is 7 inches a slight upward curve. I could feel my cock head touching into the back of the cock sucker's mouth, just where the throat entrance starts. He set up a nice steady pace, moving opposite my thrust we my cock met his throat somewhere in the middle. When I felt it starting to move down into his tight throat muscles, I could feel my cock starting to throb pre-cum.

"Oh fuck, man..., you suck cock great!" I said, giving in to his talents. The more he took me into his throat, the more sure I was that I wouldn't last too much longer. I could feel my legs already starting to trimmer as my climax neared. "Oh fuck, man..., you're gonna make me cum, dude!" I warned, feeling my balls tighten as my cock pulsed with excitement. The cock sucker seemed to ignore, still sucking away happily as he started to make hungry slurping sounds on my cock. "I'm serious, dude! I'm about to blow!" I warned, feeling the hot lava starting to run up my cock tube. Suddenly it was too late. "AAARRRHHHHH...!!!" I screamed as my cock erupted gobs and gobs of cum into the sucking mouth on the other side. I fully expected to hear the man vomit and curse as he spit my seed from his mouth, but instead he took my cock all the way down into the very back of his mouth, and let me shoot straight down into his throat.

"AWWWW FUCK, man!!" I signed, banging my head against the wall as my intense orgasm drained me completely. It took all of my strength just to continue standing there, as he nursed upon my cock like a hungry lamb.

After about a minute of feeling him suckle my last drops, I pulled my softened cock back through the hole and fell back against a piece of equipment. I stared down at the dark hole, as my limp cock lay dead hanging outside my zipper. Curiosity got the better of me as I got back down on my knees, and peered back through the hole to see once and for all who was in there. Still I saw nothing but darkness. There wasn't even any movement as I placed my ear up to the hole. Fuck, someone had sucked the shit out of my dick, and I had no idea who the fuck it was. Now I'd be looking at every man on the base, wondering if HE was the one that blew me!

FINDING THE COCKSUCKER

My name is Dwayne Davis, I'm the head mechanic up here at the coldest place on earth. I spend the major majority of my hours with my head shoved in or under some malfunctioning engine of some sort. It's amazing how much wear and tear these vehicles go through up here in the frozen continent.

I'm 39, 6'3", 215lbs, black, with a bald head and a mean temperament. I'm really a teddy bear, but you can't let these guys know these things about you or they'll try to run all over you! I'm divorced with 3 kids, a mortgage, and child support, so coming up here in no man's land to make some extra money was a no brainer for me. Yeah I'd miss getting pussy whenever I wanted, but at least I wouldn't go broke sending in the child payments. Up here rent, food, and medicine was free, all of my money went straight into my bank account for my lawyer to distribute as he saw fit. I was expecting to have quite a lil' nest egg waiting when I got back to the States. I had sold my car, closed my credit accounts, and gave up my apartment for a 6 month stay in this frozen hell, with the likelihood of staying another 6 for good measure. Seemed a small price to pay to get my finances back in order.

When I say it gets cold up here in Alaska, I mean it gets COLD. Most of the mechanical problems to the vehicles are just components freezing over. Sometimes all it takes is changing a plug here and replacing a do-dad there. I keeps this place running smooth, though its an around the clock job. Whenever things get too hectic for me, Tom and Travis gives me a hand. Travis is the resident pilot, so he basically keeps his own helicopter flying with most of the minor repairs and refueling. Tom (are chief), lends a hand whenever he can, but I do most of the hard work. It's what I'm paid to do.

Everyone up here goes a lil' stir crazy every now and then, a lack of pussy is enough to drive any man insane if he's deprived long enough. I know I've stroked off a few loads since I've been up here. But its hard to find time alone without someone walking in on you, spoiling the mood. I usually get aroused in the shower, looking down at my big moby while soaping my naked body. I can't help getting a fucking hardy every time I look down as see it just hanging there neglected, looking like its lost its lease on life.

I was laying back in bed one night, watching some video shit we bought back from the states, when my roommate Pete started telling me about the hot blowjobs he'd been getting lately. "You're fulla shit...!" I said, smoking some weed I'd gotten from my hommie Vernall (the cook), who smuggled in marijuana disguised as seasonings during our arrival. He's been making a killing selling us weed up here (laughs).

"I'm not bullshitting you..." defended Pete, lying in his own bed a few feet away. "...someone on this base is a cocksucker!"

"Bullshit!" I said, passing him the joint.

"Scouts honor!" said Pete, taking a heavy puff. "I've been going to this gloryhole in the equipments room for a week..., I've gotten my cock sucked there 4 times already...! And every time I do, the cocksucker's there waiting!"

"Then who is it then...?" I asked skeptically, my dick rising at the thought of getting some head.

"I don't know! I think it's Josh!" said Pete, passing me back the joint.

"Josh...?" I asked, taking another toke. "I could see that...!" I said, picturing the young white boy on his knees sucking dick. He sure had the mouth for it, now that I think of it.

"I've been keeping an eye on him lately, checking to see if he acts any different towards me!"

"And...?" I asked, curiously.

"I'm picking up something..., but he hasn't come straight out and said it was him."

"Have you asked him?" I asked, passing it back.

"No!" answered Pete, strongly. "I don't want to scare him off and risk blowing more chances at getting my cock sucked! It's my only outlet!"

"Good idea." I said, fluffing the pillow behind my head. "Where is this gloryhole anyway...?" I asked, with intentions of checking it out...

The next day I had a ton of work ahead of me (as usual). 2 snow mobiles needed repair, and one of the drills needed replacing on a tracker. I had gone into the equipments room (as I do 50 times a day) for parts and tools, when I remembered Pete's claims about the gloryhole. I searched the area he said it was in, and sure enough, there it was as plain as day. Don't know how I missed it all this time, cept to say I wasn't looking for it. My dick got hard instantly as I felt myself up through my overalls. I took a quick look around to make sure the coast was clear, then I walked over to the wall and knocked. "Anybody home...?" I asked, expecting no answer. To my surprise, someone knocked back. "Who's that...?" I asked, "...Josh...?" but no one answered.

I rubbed the thick bulge in my pants as my dick bricked up rock hard. It'd been ages since I'd felt anything remotely good on my dick. Without giving it much thought, I unzipped my overall and hoisted out my 10" meat, waving it in front of the hole. Whoever was in there, was about to get a mouthful!

I stepped up to the hole and shoved my dick through. Sure enough a pair of hands wrapped around my hard shaft and started stroking me, followed by some soft wet lips. I was speechless as I stood there allowing one of my co-workers to work my hard dick over with his mouth. All my years of conditioning against gays and cock suckers went straight out the window. When my dad sat me down and explained the birds and the bees to me, I bet he'd never spent 6 months of his life stuck on a frozen rock with the closest pussy being 2000 miles away! I knew I had a big dick. It wasn't just long, but it was thick as a wrist with a fat round head. I've never had a proper blowjob from a woman, most say it's too big for their pussies, let alone their mouths. That's why I married my wife at such an early age, once I got her pussy trained to fit my dick on a regular basis, I knew I had better marry her quick!

I had never been with a guy before, never even considered it with all the women floating around back home. But I had to admit this guy (whoever he was) was doing the impossible by taking over half of my dick into his mouth. "Damn man, what are you..., part anaconda...??!" I asked, feeling his lips inch slowly down my shaft. I wanted to watch him swallow my dick, but couldn't see anything beyond the base of my rod where the rest of my long dong disappeared through the hole.

The dick sucker bobbed his head back and forth, all the while sliding his flat tongue along the underbelly, smoothing and soothing against the cumtube as he drew me closer to losing my load. I couldn't believe my luck, and wondered just how long had he been manning this hole without my knowledge? Could I'd been getting my dick sucked here months ago? I wasn't completely sold on the idea that Josh was the dick sucker. Pete had told me about the gloryhole, yes, but all that meant was that HE could very well be the one on his knees behind the wall sucking my crank for me right now. If that was the case, he could've done this for me last night in our room. But I understand his reluctance to walk up to a 200 pound black man and ask straight out if he could suck his dick. Hell, under normal circumstances I might've knocked his block off for disrespecting me and asking me such a faggoty question. But given the circumstances up here in the middle of nowhere, I'd be his best friend!

I could feel my dick starting to pre-cum as the dick sucker pulled back and worked the head with his mouth. He swabbed all over the head and shaft, licking me like a chocolate ice cream stick. What his mouth couldn't reach his hands did, jacking me off slowly while his mouth sucked the tip. After a few minutes I began to thrust my hips into the wall, fucking the hole, his hand, and mouth all at once. The dick sucker took the cue and started going faster, jacking me quicker and sucking harder. My wife always complained that I took too long to cum, leaving her pussy feeling stretched out of shape and throbbing after banging her for 45 minutes to an hour. But after having had no bodily contact from anyone what so ever, I felt my dick and balls already starting to knot and swell, strong indications that I was about to drop a thick heavy nut any minute.

The wall vibrated as my hips slammed into it repeatedly. The dick sucker slurped and sucked at my dick, his hand tightening around the base as I choked back a yell and came a geyser of cum all over his face and hand. "AARRHHH SHIT...!!" I choked, feeling the nut wrench from my dick almost painfully as my dick throbbed and pulsed out steady streams of white hot seed.

I could hear the dick sucker panting and moaning on the other side of the wall, enjoying my cum as he tried to catch it all in his mouth. I could feel his hands milking me dry, as his sucking mouth caught every drop that spilled from the tip.

When I was done I pulled back, retrieving my dick as it flopped down over my zipper like a dying snake, all wet with spit, limp and satisfied. I had to lean back against a piece of equipment to catch my breath. I stared down at the hole I'd just came in, looking at it as if I expected it to speak to me. Whoever was on the other side of that wall (Pete, Josh, whoever...), they were sure to get plenty more of this big chocolate bar in the future!

Travis here, --I'm the pilot on this ice-rock. I reside in Longhorn Texas, just east of Dallas where everything grows BIG! I have a wife and kids that are waiting eagerly for me to return back home. I've been on this rock for 6 whole months, flying these geek scientist and geologists all over the place looking for good spots to start digging for frozen fossils. Sometimes the temperature can get real low, freezing the instruments and the propellers. Sometimes it gets real tricky flying through these freak snow storms that might pop up out of nowhere in sub-zero temperatures, threatening to plunge our trusty little helicopter into a mountainside. But I haven't lost a birdie or a passenger yet, so I must be doing something right.

Back home I fly a private plane for high paying passengers. I used to be in the Air Force, which is where I learned all my aviation. When I got the offer to work in Alaska for 6 month intervals, I jumped at the chance when I saw how much they were willing to pay me.

Most of my time is spent sitting around waiting for Tom (our resident chief) to decide when and where he wants me to go scouting for new locations for a dig. I fly him all the other scientists out to scout the locations, then once the spot has been marked, the geologists will take the plows-drivers and snow mobiles out to the sight where the digging will begin. Sometimes I fly samples back to the base if they need quick readings or are spent for time. But mostly I just kick back and wait for orders.

Having a lot of time to kill, I started to wander about the base one day, just looking for something to occupy my mind as I was seriously missing my wife and kids back home. I found it when I caught one of the men (Peter) getting his cock sucked in the back of one of the store rooms. He didn't see me come in, as he looked to be in the mist of blowing his load as he moaned and groaned out loud and shook like a leaf clinging to a tree in the mist of a hurricane. I watched (hiding behind some equipment) as Pete lost his load, then pulled his cock out from a hole in the wall and walked away. I crept back out of sight before he saw me, and acted like I was coming in as he was leaving.

"What's up Pete?" I asked, meeting him in the hallway as he was just coming out of the storage area.

"Travis!" he said, surprised to see me. "You heading for the hole too?" he asked.

"Hole?" I asked, trying to decide how I should spin this. "Hell yeah! Visit it practically daily!" I lied, never even knowing the hole existed.

"Who do you think the cock sucker is?" he asked, rubbing his fly. "I think it's Joshua!"

"Josh?" I asked, surprised. Josh was a young jock (compared to the rest of us), why would he want to suck cock? "Why Josh?"

"Cause he's the youngest guy, and he's such a pretty boy! He HAS to be the cock sucker, just look at his pink lips!" argued Pete. I could see his cock growing hard again through his pants. "I just dumped a load down his throat, wall's all yours man!" he said, walking away.

Pete seemed so confident that Josh was the cock sucker, but I'd just seen Josh in the rec-room with a couple of other guys just a few minutes ago. It's no way he could've gotten back there that fast and sucked Pete's dick! He'd be seriously disappointed when he gets to the rec-room and see Josh sitting there having a coke and a smile.

As Pete went back towards the rec-room, I went into the equipment room to find the cock sucker. I had some reservations about using the hole (as I am a straight married man), but it's been a long time since I'd felt anything on my cock besides my hand and some soap and water. If there was an anonymous cock sucker on the premises, he was going to get a lot of practice up here on this rock.

I walked up to the hole I'd just seen Pete pull out of. I unzipped my jeans then hoisted out my Texas D. I stroked it until it was nice and hard for whoever was on the other side. I placed the head of my dick up to the hole and pushed in. I only had to wait 2 seconds before a warm mouth wet started sucking me off.

I wasn't expecting much form the cock sucker (knowing all the geeks and losers living up here on this ice rock with me), but I was pleasantly surprised when after a minute or so of slowly sucking the head, he swallowed my 9 inch cock all the way down to the wall.

"Oh fuck..." I gasped, feeling his throat wrap around my cock shaft. "...who the hell is that??" Of course no one answered as their mouth were full of my stiff baby maker.

I stood there looking like an idiot with my face pressed up against the flat wall while getting my hard cock expertly sucked by another guy. One of these scientists were a cock sucker, but I had no idea which one. At the moment I didn't even care, as all I thought of was blowing my thick wad straight down into the fag's throat.

I thought back to my wife Sheila and her new breasts implants. I remember how sore they were for the first few months after she got them, I could only fuck her in doggy position and wasn't allowed to touch them. But once they healed I couldn't keep my hands, mouth, and cock off them. I suck her tits while I fucked her juicy pussy, then blew my load all over her tits. Sheila loved having my sperm bath her tits as she rubbed the cum into the skin.

Thinking of my wife's big tits had my cock already salting the cock sucker's pallet with my pre-juices. He really seemed to like the taste of it as he really started to go wild on my cock, sucking like a madman as he fucked his own throat down on the full length of my thick pipe.

"Oh fuck, cock sucker..., you about to get a big load outta that cock if you keep that up!" I warned, feeling his lips tighten around my pole.

He bobbed his head harder and faster, his lips and tongue slurping all up and down my hard iron. I could feel my cock starting to pulse and throb, a sure indication that I'm about to cum buckets! "Shit...!!" I yelled, feeling the cum shoot from my cock in thick heavy gushes.

"UUHHMMMPPHH..!!" choked the cock sucker, gagging on the unexpected volume of cum shooting from my big cannon.

"We cum BIG down in Texas, boy! Eat that fucking load!" I cheered, hearing him gulp with every burst I shot into his mouth.

After I was done he took a few extra minutes to clean my softening cock with his mouth. I pulled my spent satisfied dick from the hole and tucked it back into my pants. I stared down at the hole, wondering just who was on the other side. I knew for a fact that it wasn't Peter or Joshua..., but I couldn't remember who else I'd seen in the rec-room to narrow down the odds. There were 6 other guys left that it could be; Tom, Lester, Brady, Moe, Dwayne, and Vernell. One of them was a cock sucker (having just copped my load), and curiosity dictates I find out who?

Hey..., I'm Peter, I work as one of the geological expeditions with 8 other men (Tom, Brady, Lester, Moe, Dwayne, Travis, Vernell, and Joshua) for a government land based study group in the states. Basically we cut ice samples and check geological readings to see just how long the earth his been in existence.

I'm 35, married (6 yrs), with 2 children back in Montana. I've been working here at the top of the world for the last 4 months. I'm sort of the new guy to the team, unable to turn down the shit load of money thrown at me for a mere 6 months of work, provided I leave my family behind. The harsh land of Alaska in winter is far too dangerous for a family. The government would only send men, as men were more enduring when it came to the elements. That of course left a lot (if not all) of us with blue balls and no outlets.

Many of us turn to using our hands to get off, or DVD porno's, or even personal pictures of loved ones back home waiting for us. I know for the first 2 months, I relied on my last memories of the sex my wife and I had to help get me off whenever my roommate was out or in a deep sleep. But after awhile, your hand becomes stale as all you can think about is getting your cock wet with someone's mouth or a moist pussy wrapped around your dick. I'd nearly forgotten how good a wet mouth could feel, until one day when I stumbled across an active gloryhole while on the job. I'd become aware of gloryholes in college. There were several around campus in various places where students loomed. I started using them when I needed to get my rocks off quickly so I could concentrate on my studies. Now, years later, I find myself face to face with one in one of the most unlikeliness of places.

Curiosity got the best of me, as I checked out this unknown hole hidden behind some old equipment in the store room. I bent down and looked through the hole, but all I could manage to see was darkness. I called out to anyone on the other side, but got no answer. When I grabbed the flashlight from my utility belt and loomed it through the hole, I caught a glimpse of someone on the other side, crouched down, trying to hide out of sight. "Who is that?" I asked, as they moved deeper into the darkness. "Josh, is that you?" I asked, calling the first name that came to mind.

With no answer, I turned off the light and began nursing the hardon in my pants. "Are you a cock sucker?" I asked, hoping for a yes. Silence continued to come from the other side, so I stood up and unzipped my pants on a whim. "Well..., this IS a gloryhole, and someone's sitting on the other side manning it, so I take it that makes you a cock sucker rather you say so or not!" I declared, as I pushed my hardon through the hole.

I only waited a few seconds, before I felt a warm tongue and some hot lips encircle my cock head. "OOooo fuuuckkk, yeeeaaaahh..." I groaned, recalling how much I loved getting head. All through college, I made great use out of those gloryholes, feeding most of the cock suckers who frequented them a hefty load of my teen spunk. I stopped using them once I got a regular girlfriend, and graduated tops in my class. Now I was reminded just how useful those gloryholes were to my education, for had they not been there, I would have spent my entire college experience searching parties for pussy and failing to study properly.

The cock sucker on the other side of the wall was good. He lapped at my cock head, sucking feverishly on the crown to gather any pre-cum before sliding his lips up and down the shaft to try to coax out my load. His throat was like heaven as he swallowed my 8 inch cock all the way down to the balls without gagging. I wrecked my brain trying to figure out which guy was capable of such a feat? Surely of them all, Josh seemed the most likely, as he was one of the youngest and closest to college age. Surely he learned about gloryholes just as I had, during his recent years in school. He was cute (for a guy), young, athletic, robust, single, and teeming with sexappeal. Surely if there was a cock sucker amongst us, it HAD to be Joshua.

"Ooohh fuck, man..., suck that cock!" I moaned, encouraging him. My mind went back to all the times Josh and I worked together side by side in the freezing cold. How many times had we swooped stories of fucking chicks or wishing we had at least one girl here to satisfy our cardinal lusts? He was just as freaky and horny as I was (probably more given his younger age), had he been secretly wanting to suck my cock all this time, but was too embarrassed or afraid to say so? Did he think I would turn him down because I'm married? Hell no! A mouth is a mouth is a mouth in my book. I'd been sucked by both men and women in my day (though I'd never actually seen, met, nor talked to any of the male cock suckers who'd blown me in college). But now was a different story, only in the sense that we were in a frozen wasteland, and I needed to have my cock taken care of on a semi-constant basis. If Joshua wanted to be my personal private cock sucker, then I was all down for it. He could blow me anytime and anywhere he wanted. My cock was always hard and ready for some oral action. I loved getting my cock sucked, and blowing my load down some hungry bitches (male or female) throat.

"ahhh yeeahhh...!!" I grunted and groaned, feeling his mouth sucking more intensely as my cock started to pulse. I was getting close to cumming, and the cock sucker knew it. His mouth tightened as his tongue danced up and down along the underbelly of my cock. I could hear the juicy wet slurping sounds of his hungry mouth as he slobbered all over my manhood. I could tell this cock sucker wanted my load, you could always tell by the frantic way they start to really suck once they start tasting your pre-cum.

"You want that load, cock sucker?" I asked, looking down at my cock which disappeared on the other side of the wall. "MMMmmm!!" moaned the cock sucker, deep throating me as he spoke. "What was that? I can't hear you!" I said, teasing him. "ummhumm...!!" he groaned, sucking harder on my cock. "What's that? You don't want my load?" I asked, pulling my cock back through the hole. The shaft was all glistening wet and shinny with his spit. The cock sucker already had my cock throbbing, ready to pop at any minute.

"Give it to me!" said a muffled lust filled voice which I couldn't immediately pick up on.

"So you want it?" I asked, stroking my 8 inch hard cock in front of the hole.

"Yeah!" he said moving his mouth up to the light. He opened his mouth and extended his tongue. My cock started to twitch as I placed my cock head in his mouth and to cum. "Take it then! Eat that cum!" I ordered, shooting all over his extended tongue, painting it completely white as gobs of thick white sperm coated the pink oral muscle.

"uhh...oh yeah...!" moaned the sucker, tilting his head back as he gulped down my cum and extended his tongue for more. I rammed my cock deep into the back of his throat, and held it there while I drained the rest of my load. "aahhh fuck!" I moaned, feeling his throat muscles massage my cock shaft.

I leaned in against the wall as his mouth suckled the entire length of my hard cock. I moaned and groaned heatedly as he nursed me, suckling every drop of juice from my cock like milk from a cow's teat.

My cock pulsed and jerked down the cock sucker's throat, pumping pure fresh semen straight down his gullet. I stood there for a few minutes after while he cleaned me up, sucking sweetly on my cock until he was positive he had gotten every drop. When I removed my cock, I knew instantly that I would be back. "Thanks man!" I said, as I tucked my cock and zipped up. I looked back at the hole one last time, unsure of exactly who it was. But I knew, I'd be keeping my eye on Josh from now on!"