I laid there bare chested as he slowly began to slide my shorts off revealing my stiff hard 7 inch thick sweaty cock.
It was hot sultry night downstairs on his mother's couch. Sweat was pouring off his naked body. His cock was long, stiff and hard pointing in my direction. He was kneeled down in between my legs that were spread as I was on my back. My cock was pulsing with attention.
We've been here before, the two of us. But what we do is because of the lack of the presence of any women in our lives. There is no romance, just a hot desire to satisfy a sexual arousal that can't be met otherwise. We are young, our whole lives ahead of us, but our strict religious upbringing stifles our desire to run wild amongst the vast sea of women that await us.
Oh yeah, both of us know what it's like to pleasure ourselves until the juice flows uncontrollably, only this time, the pleasure will come from each other. I have no desire for him sexually, just the idea of touching his body doesn't fill me with desire, but knowing full well that he would be doing that to me makes me feel obligated to return the favor.
His hands slowly caress my shaft down to my testicles almost as if he is drawing an outline in the air over my cock. Then he grabs it with one hand and lowers his mouth. The warm, wet sensation of his tongue sliding up and down my hot rod is making me fill with ecstasy. I don't know how long this can last.
Circling his tongue around the tip and then back down he takes it all the way in his mouth slowly. It's getting wetter. He moves up and down faster and faster. His hand works my stiff pole like a companion to his tongue. I can barely contain myself.
My legs become restless, my body begins to quake as he moves faster and faster. Spewing my load in his warm mouth, he doesn't stop. He continues to work his tongue up my shaft while slurping in the load leaving very little mess. I'm moaning out uncontrollably.