Caught Sucking

This story is written for the

Literotica 750 Word Project 2021

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All characters that engage in sexual activities in the story are over 18.

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My knees were starting to hurt but I continued to bob up and down on his 7-inch, nearly beer can thick cock waiting for my reward. I couldn't help but moan has he placed his hand on the top of my head.

He closed his hand into a fist in my hair and I moaned again, a little louder this time.

Jack's big cock throbbed in my mouth as he grunted and held my hair tightly. He thrust his hips as he pumped his thick load into my mouth. Jack shoots quite a large load and usually I struggled to keep up swallowing.

This time was no exception, I got the first shot down just fine but then it was like trying to drink from a firehose, I couldn't swallow it all and choked a little before it started to ooze out the side of my full mouth and down my chin.

It was at this point we heard a gasp. My heart almost leapt out of my chest when out of the corner of my eye I saw my wife standing in the doorway staring at us. Her mouth was practically on the floor.

Even though she was standing there I didn't take my mouth off his cock. He was still cumming.

I wanted to tell her that it wasn't what it looked like, but who was I kidding? I was on my knees, my own cock hard as a rock, Jack's cock still pulsing in my mouth and his cum rolling down my chin.

Given that I couldn't do that, my thoughts immediately went to trying to explain how this all started. To tell her that about a month ago Jack and I were watching the game in his basement and had been drinking, a lot more than usual. The events of that day replied in my mind.

"I can't believe how close this game is!" He said.

"I know it's crazy. I think the Chicago is going to pull it out though." I replied.

"You're fucking crazy! Detroit is gonna kick their ass." Jack joked.

"You don't even like Detroit."

"I know but Chicago sucks, just like you." He said with a laugh.

"You're an ass, Chicago is way better and they are gonna rally and win this game. I'd put money on it!" I said.

"Just money? Let's bet something with a little more stakes." Jack suggested with a big smile on his face.

"What did you have in mind?" I asked.

"If Chicago sucks, you suck." He said as he grabbed his crotch and smirked at me.

"They don't suck, and I won't either! You're on!" I was pretty confident and thought the whole thing was just a crazy beer buzz bet.

Detroit scored with about five minutes left and Jack elbowed me and nodded to his package. He rubbed himself for a few minutes and then with two minutes left he unzipped, slipped his hand into his boxers and started to stroke himself.

There was no way he was going to make me pay up though, it was just a joke. But I was starting to get a little nervous.

When the game clock hit zero and Detroit was on top Jack took his dick out.

It was huge. I literally gasped in awe.

"Predictably they sucked it up. Now it's your turn."

I initially thought it was the buzz that made me do it, but I'm pretty sure it was his dick. I got on my knees and hesitated only for only a second.

I grabbed his cock, lowered my head, closed my lips and started to bob up and down. I started to get hard myself.

It was only a few minutes before he began shooting into my mouth. I was taken by surprise and choked a little before I pulled off of him and he continued to cum all over my face. He came a lot. I was covered.

"Mmmm that was awesome man." Jack said.

After that day I was hooked on sucking him off. We met up a few times a week for me to blow him.

All of that popped into my head while he finished cumming and pulled his dick out of my mouth. I was still sucking so it came out with an audible pop.

"Holy shit!" My wife said. There was an awkward silence as she walked towards me. She got down next to me and whispered in my ear.

"That was so fucking hot!"