Slowly he turned towards me. "This is my problem," he said looking down at his crotch. His cock, the cock I'd worshipped last night, was straining against the thin white fabric of his briefs. I could see its shape perfectly. Around the head of his penis was a large damp spot. "Its been hard and leaking precum all night."
I didn't know what to say so I just stood there staring at his package. He walked slowly towards me then whispered in my ear, "Nobody has ever made me cum as hard as you did last night. I'm still unsure what I think about all this, but would you like to try again?"
I nodded and he took my hand in his then pressed it against his underwear. He moaned softly as I rubbed him through his briefs. I couldn't believe this was happening again.
His hand went up my hoody and started playing with one of my nipples. He was still very close to me, and he lent forward and started nibbling on my earlobe then gently kissed my neck. By now I was also fully erect. I needed him again. He lifted my hoody over my head and removed it. His lips found my nipple and I squealed with delight as his hand groped my engorged cock through my shorts. He dropped to his knees and started to undo my shorts. God he was so hot. He looked up at me, "Can I taste you again?"
Not waiting for an answer, he slid my shorts down to my ankles and admired the view. He took me in his hand and rolled my foreskin back and forward a few times before engulfing my throbbing member in his mouth. His tongue circled my head as he slowly worked my cock in and out of his mouth. I'd always found him incredibly sexy but seeing him with my dick in his mouth as his lustful eyes looked up at mine was just amazing.
I gestured for him to stand up and led him over to the sofa. Sitting down I buried my face in his crotch. I licked him through his briefs, savouring his wonderful aroma and the taste of his precum soaked underwear. Reaching behind him I squeezed his perfect butt. "Please, take it out!" he breathed.
I slipped my fingers into the waistband of his briefs and, ever so slowly, began to pull them downwards. His cock was straining to be free and as the fabric released his penis it sprang straight up in the air. It was a magnificent sight. Somehow it seemed even bigger and harder than I'd remembered from just last night. His foreskin was already retracted and his bulbous head was glistening with precum. I moved my mouth closer to it and gently blew on it. Each time I did this it twitched and danced in front of me.
There was a string of precum starting to drip from his slit and I stuck out my tongue, offering my mouth to him. Taking his cock in his hand he rubbed the head all over my tongue. God, he tasted good!
He took my head gently in his hands and slid his swollen member past my lips. Slowly he began fucking my mouth. I was in heaven. My left hand cupped his balls as my right one went up to stroke his nipple. He was groaning with pleasure.
He stepped back and pulled out of my mouth. He manouvered me so I was lying naked on the sofa, with my throbbing dick standing straight in the air. Climbing on top of me so our dicks were pressed together he leaned forward and before I knew what was happening he was kissing me for the first time. He ground his penis against mine as our tongues explored one another's mouths. I could feel our precum mixing and giving our cocks some nice lubricant as they slid together.
This was really happening and I still couldn't believe it. The subject of so many wank fantasies was laying on top of me naked, grinding his erection against mine with his tongue in my mouth.
