Page 69 of Dickathlon

He nodded.

“Who’s dick am I holding?”

“Yours, babe. It’s all yours.”

“That’s right.”

Where the fuck did that come from? I slathered a few more gobs of saliva around my hand, so it would be nice and slippery. Letting off the pressure with my hand, I fondled his now-slick balls with one hand and put the other back to work stroking in sync with my mouth.

My salivary glands were working overtime, and I couldn’t help the spit that was drooling out of my mouth and down his shaft.

Declan said something I didn’t catch.

“What?”

“It’s like your mouth was made for this.”

Fuck.

I started humping my bed, knowing he was likely close. I wanted to cum when he did. I knew he’d try to take care of me after, but I wanted to do it for him before he could even think about my dick. Tonight was about him.

An early Christmas present if you will.

“I’m close, Ty. You better back off.”

I made a ‘no’ sound as best I could with a dick in my mouth and kept sucking. He was really thrusting now. I matched my body to his rhythm. I was close too. I moved my hand from his balls to his ass, pushing him up into my mouth. I wanted to show him my commitment.

Committed to a blowjob.That’s new.

Keep sucking!

“Fuck, babe. Fuck, so good. I’m gonna-”

And holy fuck, he was cumming. I hadn’t practiced this part. Not sure how I would’ve.

I couldn’t swallow fast enough. The first few spurts were already down my throat before I could taste it, but it became too much and I pulled off a bit. That’s when he flooded my mouth and half of it dribbled out.

“Fuck!” I sprayed some of his cum out of my mouth and onto his stomach as I came on the bedspread. I closed my eyes and rode the wave til it was over.

My mouth was still near his rock-hard dick, so I gave it a full lick and swallowed what I could. It didn’t taste too bad. Kind of good, actually. A part of me wondered if he had pineapple juice somehow that day and I hadn’t noticed. I felt like I read that was a thing.

I swiped at the cum on my face and licked my fingers clean.

“Jesus Christ, are you trying to kill me?”

“What?” I said, mid-lick.

“Did I tell you that’s my biggest turn-on?”

“Uh, what exactly? There’s a lot going on right now.”

“A guy that’s into cum. Like, a guy that enjoys it. I produce so much, most guys can’t handle it and look disgusted. I always feel ashamed and it takes me out of the moment completely.”

“Well, I think you taste great.” I knelt down, lapping what I could off his stomach before taking his entire shaft in my mouth again. Sucking upwards, I pulled what I could into my mouth and swallowed. “I just hadn’t prepared for the flood, for lack of a better word. Didn’t train for that.”

“Hold up. You trained for this?”

“You think I’m just that good on my first go? I’m an Olympian, bro. I don’t do shit half-ass.”