Brock and I both sat up on the couch. He could tell I was nervous. I sat frozen for a bit, looking at his immaculate piece. He encouraged me, “Don’t be shy, bud. Trust me, once you touch it you’ll better understand.”
I wasn’t completely sure what he meant by that, but I trusted him. I slowly reached over with my right hand and tucked my fingers between his shaft and stomach. I gripped his shaft and lifted his cock up off of his abs.
Right away, I understood what his words had meant. I was instantly taken over by an out of control desire to worship his cock. The weight of his cock felt so good in my hand. It was ecstasy to feel the blood pumping up and down through his rigid veins. For a moment, I just held it. I looked up at him and smiled. He knew I was now completely his.
He looked me in the eyes and whispered, “Let yourself enjoy this. Explore my cock.” He opened up his legs more and put his left hand on my back. “Why don’t you get on the floor between my legs. You can take as close a look as you want.”
I scooted off the couch and crouched down onto my knees, positioning myself right between his legs. I still felt the smallest sense of hesitancy, so I asked, “Is it okay if I touch your legs?”
He laughed, “Brian, you’re about to touch every part of my dick, you can touch any part of me you like. Have at it.”
I reached out both hands and rubbed the upper part of his thighs. My hands met in the middle and I grabbed his hard cock and pulled it towards me. I spent time exploring every part of his cock, the shaft, the veins, his foreskin, and his beautiful head. I wasn’t stroking him yet, just moving his cock around to get every angle.
“Don’t forget my balls, man. Feel free to enjoy those, too,” Brock said.
I held his cock with my left hand and moved my right hand down to his balls. I picked up his right nut and rolled it around in my fingertips. It was just as satisfying as his shaft. I could feel his virile energy flowing through his scrotum. I felt alive.
Brock leaned his head back and moaned. He softly said, “Oh yeah, Brian, just like that. Don’t stop.”
I was overcome with the power I had. There were so many things I could do to bring this man pleasure. And I suddenly felt a strong desire to make him feel as good as I could.
I took his cock in my right hand and started to stroke up and down, very slowly at first. I wanted to enjoy seeing his dick head appear and disappear under the hood of his skin. His cock head was soaked in precum now and as my face was a mere foot from his crotch at this point, I got a strong smell of him. The smell was intoxicating. My mouth filled with saliva.
I started to jerk up and down faster. His shaft was insanely hard under the soft exterior skin. I was enjoying every stroke. Brock started breathing much heavier, letting out moans. He reached out his hand and ran his fingers into my hair. “Brian, oh, man, this feels so good. I love that you’re getting to enjoy my cock. Are you liking it?”
I slowed my pace a little and looked at him, “This is more than I could have ever hoped for. Thanks for letting me do this.”
Brock sat up straighter and leaned forward. I wasn’t sure what was happening, but I wasn’t going to stop it. He kept leaning forward until his face was close to mine. “No, thank you.” Then he leaned in, and our lips met. I was simultaneously in shock and also completely lost in lust. I relaxed and let my lips part. Our tongues met and we started to explore each other’s mouths. My right hand was still holding his member, so I grabbed the back of his head with my left hand. Our kissing became more passionate, and we made out for several minutes. I never let go of his cock.
Brock finally ended the kiss and leaned back. His chest was heaving up and down, and his breath was coarse. He let out, “That felt so good. You’re a good kisser.”
I smiled and after a short pause he said, “Brian, if Liv were to experience a cock like mine, she would probably suck on it. Aren’t you curious what it would be like to have my dick in your mouth? It’s wet with cum. You could get a taste.”
My inhibitions were now shattered. I was past the point of return. Brock could ask me to do anything and I would likely agree. I said, “It does smell so good. It makes me think it would taste good as well.”
Brock said, “Don’t you ever taste your own cum? I love to get a taste of mine after nutting on myself.”
I shook my head, “No, I’ve never thought to do that. But now I think I may have been missing out.”
He responded, “Well, now is a better time than ever. Why don’t you give my head a little lick and see what it’s like?”
I felt a new surge of excitement as I once again grabbed his cock with both hands. I sat up straighter on my knees and leaned in, bringing his dick head towards my mouth. I opened up and let my tongue fall out. My tongue met his dick head and his cum hit my taste buds. It was as if a voracious disease overtook my body in seconds. Something in me transformed. I went from mild-mannered Brian to an uncontrollable bucking bull.
I looked up at him as I licked my lips and moved my tongue around in my mouth, swallowing every taste I could get. He just smiled at me and then grabbed the back of my head with both hands, then he said, “Don’t hold back, Brian. Drink every drop.”
With that I descended on his cock and took his head into my mouth. I rolled my tongue all around his head, exploring outside and inside his foreskin. Brock was overcome with pleasure, and I could feel his hands tighten behind me. He steadily brought my head further down. I opened my mouth and took more and more of his shaft in. It was hard to tell how far down I went but it felt like I had most of his cock inside me. His dick head was solidly lodged at the back of my throat. Brock let out a huge moan and I felt his cock throb in my mouth. I began to gag and he eased up his hands and slid his cock out. “Holy shit, that felt so insanely good. I almost just blew my load. How embarrassing!” He laughed.
I wanted more. I wanted it all. I leaned in again but this time I went down to the base of his huge cock. I stuck out my tongue and took in his shaft and moved up and then down the 9 inches of meat. I then moved down to his balls and took one in. I aggressively sucked on it in my mouth, and his cock came to rest on my face. Brock moaned, “What a view. I love my cock on your face.”
I moved back up and took his cock into my mouth. I started to bob up and down as he took my hair into his hands. My pace quickened as I moved up and down his shaft. He could tell we were in the home stretch and he started to rock his hips backwards and forwards in rhythm with my sucking. His cock was becoming super rigid in my mouth and his moans were getting louder and louder.
I could feel a new pulse in his dick and he loudly exclaimed, “Here I cum, Brian!”
His cock went completely straight and throbbed. The first few blasts of cum hit the back of my mouth and I started swallowing the best I could. But it was too much. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and more strings of cum shot out of his cock, hitting my chin and then down onto my neck and chest. He probably unloaded 7 to 8 times, and he had not lied about the amount he shot. There was sticky, hot, white cum all down my front.
Brock let out one last, long, and loud moan. His cock fell onto his high and started to soften. Cum covered his dick head. I took his soft cock into my mouth and sucked off all of the cum I could get. I sat back a bit and spent a couple of minutes admiring his cock. It had a glow to it, lying idly on his lap, still wet with my saliva.
Relaxed on the couch, Brock said, “Fuck me, Brian. That was intense. I’ve had some powerful orgasms with Erin, but that might have rivaled some of our best.”
I smirked and said, “I don’t believe that for a second. Erin is insanely attractive, man. I bet she takes good care of you!”
“Oh, don’t get me wrong, she does, but something about the secrecy and newness of this made it different. I’ll remember this forever.” He brought a hand down to his cock and played with his flaccid cock, rolling it from side to side. He spoke again, “Speaking of wives, Liv is also quite the looker! She has such a distinguished beauty, especially as a redhead.”
I nodded in agreement, “No doubt, she is beautiful! She is a bit reserved when it comes to adventures in the bedroom, but over the years, she has tried some new things.”
Brock said, “Yeah, Erin grew up quite conservative, so when we first got married, she wasn’t always up for trying everything. But now a few years in she worships my cock and when I get her engine purring she’ll usually let me do most anything I want with her.” Brock’s smile turned slightly devilish. “I know how to make that woman scream in pleasure.”
The imagery had me suddenly super turned on again. I almost forgot I had never shot my load in all of the excitement. My cock was still out and now rock hard again. Brock looked over and took notice, “Oh shit man, you took care of me but I totally forgot about you. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it, I’m used to taking care of myself. I’ve perfected it over the years,” I let out a sheepish laugh.
“Brian, don’t be silly. You just gave me a memorable orgasm. Let me help you out. Come up here.” Brock grabbed my back and led me to a standing position. Then he pulled me forward into himself so my only option was to ease up onto his lap and straddle him. I could feel his long, soft cock rub up against my butt cheek.
This position felt very intimate, very vulnerable. And both of us were suddenly wrapped in each other’s worlds again. He looked into my eyes and whispered, “Let me attempt to give you the same pleasure you just gave me.” He pulled my head in for another kiss, but this time we both led with open mouths. Our tongues instantly met and started to dance together. Saliva moved freely from mouth to mouth. I grabbed his hair with both hands and arched my back. My cock was now rubbing back and forth in his belly.
Almost instinctively I started to rock my hips back and forth, rubbing my ass against his legs and dick. I could feel his cock rolling back and forth under my right leg. He started to groan again in pleasure and I could feel his cock start to harden under my leg. But he pulled my head back and said, “No, not me this time. You.”
With that, Brock stood up with me still straddling him. He shuffled his feet and then lay me down along the length of the couch on my back. Brock kneeled on the couch between my legs and took my burning member into his mouth. The sensation was tantalizing. Brock worked his tongue all over my dick head and along my shaft. He slurped up one of my big balls into his mouth, and I immediately let out a loud moan, tightly gripping the hair on top of his head. He worked my balls for quite some time, slowly stroking my cock as he did.
Brock moved into a kneeling position and his cock flung up, now fully hard again. He leaned forward and laid his cock down on top of my shaft. His cock dominated mine in length and girth. He lay down on me and started to kiss me again. As he did he rotated his hips so that our cocks rubbed against each other. We passionately kissed for several minutes and then he sat back up and used both of his hands to grab our cocks together. He stroked the length of my cock which was just the base of his. I was reeling in pleasure. It was almost difficult to not let out a scream of joy.
Brock began to more vigorously stroke our cocks. I could feel myself on the verge of cumming and Brock sensed it. He moved away from me and grabbed my cock with his hand. He bent over and put my dick head in his mouth, ravaging my cock with his tongue and aggressive strokes. I almost immediately gave in, and as I tensed up, I shot my load right into Brock’s throat. I throbbed 4 times, each time letting a load loose into his mouth. He was able to handle my cum and swallowed it all.
I was exhausted in heavenly pleasure. I lay exasperated on the couch. But Brock wasn’t done. In all of this excitement, his cock was still standing straight out in all of its brilliance.
Brock crept over top of me and kneeled on either side of my chest with his legs straddling my sides. His cock flopped down into my face. He let his head rest over my left eye and looked down at me, basking in his own glory. He sighed and said, “Man, if this is a one-time deal, I’m going to miss this view.” He helped me prop myself up on the armrest of the couch.
And with that, he rocked his hips back and then brought his glistening head to my lips. I opened up and received his cock, letting it slide over my tongue. Brock quickly worked his way into fucking my face. He gripped the base of his cock and moved back and forth, fucking my mouth as he would Erin’s pussy. I reached around and grabbed his ass. Two hours ago I would have punched someone if they said I liked a man’s ass but here we were and I was now overcome with a desire to explore his backside. I let my fingertips find his crack, and I plunged both of my pointer fingertips in at the same time.
This new sensation sent Brock into a rage. He started gyrating back and forth at a faster clip. He was breathing loudly, lulled by the rhythm of sexual desire. His thrusts were so aggressive now that I gaged every time his cock hit the back of my throat. But I didn’t make him stop.
It didn’t take long for Brock to climax. I thought he would keep his cock in my mouth and let me have a 2nd attempt at taking down his loads, but instead he pulled out and reclined on the back of the couch. He grab his cock and stroked feverishly until he let loose waves of cum onto his chest. His cum was much more liquidy this time around and ran all over his torso. It rolled down both his sides and onto the couch cushion below.
He released his behemoth and let it fall forward, cum still slowly oozing from his hole. I was a bit puzzled and asked, “Why didn’t you shoot into my mouth?”
He tiredly chuckled and said, “Well, you seemed a bit overwhelmed by it all the first time, and I know you really enjoyed the taste of it, so here you go, you can enjoy dessert.” He motioned to his torso, inviting me to lick up his runny cum.
I did love his cum and was still eager for the taste. I sat up, and he sat down on my lap, once again straddling me. I moved in and started to lick and devour his cum as if it was my last meal before an impending famine. My tongue worked its way all around his chest, through his chest hair, and around his nipples. I once again found his asshole with my fingers and pressed my fingers in and out. I couldn’t resist.
As I finished, Brock said, “You know how to clean me up. I think you got every single tiny drop that was on me.”
“Can’t let a good dessert go to waste.”
Brock surveyed the scene around him on the couch. Things had gotten a little messy. There was cum on the bottom and back cushions but thankfully none on the wall. He looked afraid for a second and said, “Shit dude, I’m sorry about the couch.”
I grabbed his arm and said, “Don’t worry, thankfully it’s leather and cleans pretty easily.”
We both put our shorts back on and grabbed some cleaning supplies, and within 5 minutes had the couch cleaned up. It had some remaining wet spots, but they would dry up in no time.
We fell onto the other couch, still somewhat out of breath from all the activity over the past hour. We sat in silence for a minute, and then I finally broke it and said, “Brock, this was not something I ever expected to happen. When you came over today, I thought you were going to ream me for what had transpired in your driveway last week.”
Brock couldn’t help but laugh. “To be honest, I wasn’t even sure what my intentions were when I knocked on your door earlier. I had very mixed emotions. I couldn’t tell if I wanted to be mad or intrigued. So, when I walked in, I decided to see where the conversation led.”
I sighed. “What a stroke of luck. It seems we both had the same approach. Look where it led.” I wasn’t sure what I wanted to say next. I pondered my words and then continued, “Brock, I’m not sure what comes next, but I sure I hope this isn’t a one-time thing. If it is, then I’m not sure we can ever talk again.”
Brock considered my words. “You’re right. We either let this thing progress into the wild unknown or probably one of us will need to move.” He said it as a joke, but we both knew it was true.
We looked at each other and then agreed we both wanted to see what happened next.
I piped up, “It is, of course, of the utmost importance that we keep this a secret from our children, and anyone else for that matter. If our actions today were ever revealed to anyone outside our wives, I fear our lives would be ruined. Well, at least the lives we now lead.”
“Absolutely. We can’t risk that. So you’re going to need to make sure your eyes stay above my waistline.”
“Well then, you need to wear less revealing shorts.”
We both let out a good, long laugh. I think we were both still riding some crazy emotions from our encounter. He stopped laughing and said, “I’m not sure that’s what you actually want.”
I shook my head. “No, now that I’ve experienced and tasted your cock, I want to see it as much as possible.” Tension was building again, but we both knew we had to stay focused. “However, we really do need to be careful.”
“Yes, agreed.” I could see his mind at work. “So, what’s next?”
I said, “Well, today’s fantasy encounter has sort of checked the box on one part of my desire, for me to experience a big cock.”
He knew what I was going to say next so he jumped in and completed my thought, “But the other part, the part where Liv is made happier by being fucked by a big cock, has not.”
I timidly looked up at him and nodded. While I had thoroughly enjoyed myself today, the fact remained that all of this began because I wanted Liv to be happy. “What I just experienced is what I want for Liv. I want her to experience things sexually that I’m not able to provide. And now I am confident you can.” The complexities of our situation crowded my mind.
Now that Brock and I had become sexually involved, how did our wives factor in? Would we need to proceed in secrecy, only telling our wives what they needed to hear to let our plan happen, or would they be on board still if we told them everything? My heart leaned to the former, knowing Liv would struggle to understand. My mind jumped to Erin. I spoke up again, “Brock, I want you to have sex with Liv. That I’ve determined. But what about Erin? Are you going to tell her? Or do you want to keep her in the dark with all of this?”
Brock sat back and audibly exhaled. I could see the wheels turning in his head. After a bit, he sat forward with an expression of determination. “Brian, I have a plan!”
To be continued…
