It was only a matter of time, two days in fact. I couldn't stop thinking about David's cock and I had to see him again. My heart was pounding as I walked to his front door, he opened it before I could knock. I didn't have time to say anything, the door closed and David stroked my bottom and said, "I hope you're here to have a good time because I've thought of nothing else since you left." That familiar throbbing sensation between my legs, the pounding in my chest said it all. Well not quite all, my cock was jutting out inside my loose fitting pants, David could not miss it.
His hand moved slowly down my pants, inside, down my shaft to my balls. He was so gentle, I longed to feel his lips on me, I ached to be sucked and if more was on offer, what would I do? He gripped my shaft around the base and used the fingers of his other hand to circle the head. My cock twitched and jumped under his touch. I had to fight for control.
He guided me though the door to his bedroom, the duvet turned back ready, he was obviously expecting me. I wasn't expecting the long slow kiss he gave me however, our bodies pressed together, our excitement evident to each as we ground our hips against each other. This time David was first to the draw, his hands pulling down my pants to expose my erection. Without hesitation he engulfed my cock head with his mouth, his tongue working the underside firmly.
I was ready this time, no way was I going to cum as quickly as the first time; this was a blow job I wanted to savour. David's head moved back and forth, his tongue round and round, my knees nearly buckled as he took me right to the edge, his lips pursed around the tip. I managed about five minutes of this blissful teasing as he used the tip of his tongue to trace the ridge of my penis, then I felt his teeth rake gently over the sensitive flesh and I could hold back no longer. My cum burst from me like a geyser, David showed his pleasure by moving his lips up and down the shaft swallowing all I could give him and finally licking my cock clean. He came back up for air, kissing me again, his tongue thrust deep into my mouth. This was by no means the first time I had tasted my own cum, though usually it was from Alice's pussy, lips, or on occasion, her cute little arsehole.