Chapter 30: Helps Friend of Colin's
Did I really want to try this? I reminded myself that this was Derrick, a man in his 70βs tall and skinny guy with a cock that had to be something 30 years ago, it was a good 9.β I looked into his eyes and smiled at him. "I really like to do this," I assured him.
I dipped my head down and grabbed his cock with my right hand; my hair falling onto his stomach and obscuring his view some. I inhaled deeply his scent of his cock. Looking back up at him I gave him that look of hunger, wanting, needing, the fire in my eyes and heat from my breath told him, but I said it anyway. βIn fact I love doing this!β
I stared at his Dick, remembering that some old guys canβt have a full climax and that it is just a little flow of cum. It could be unpleasant for both of us. One thing that kept coming back to me was that he had not had sex for over 5 years as Colin had told me. Derrick groaned as I slowly moved my tongue along the top of his Dick in one long, wet, stroke.
I concentrated hard on giving him a good time as I could, as my tongue swirled very slowly around the head. Then, I took the tip between my lips, and began sucking on it, my tongue continuing to move back across the head of his cock. When I saw it in its fully erect state I was just breathless.
I gulped licked my lips and moved towards it, grabbing it around the midway point and squeezing it. I pumped up and down, feeling the life flowing through it. It was so hard, so alive. I put my tongue against the big bulb head end and licked up some of his drooling cream. I had to suck it some more. I shoved a few more inches up into my mouth. I bit down and chewed, twisting from side to side.
Then I rammed my mouth down until I almost gagged on that big tool. I first took him into my mouth. I released him, then opened my mouth further to take more of him. He reached down and held my hair to the side so that he could watch me as I began moving my mouth up and down his Dick to the point that my lips met my hand that was wrapped around it. I continued on, sucking slightly, but not hard enough to impede my movement. I stretched my left hand down to reach for his balls. I began squeezing them very softly, loving their weighty feel in my hand.