Mad Sills

I held his throbbing bulge in my hand while it grew harder and harder beneath his shorts. I looked him dead in the eyes and said. "This is mine. It belongs to me." He laughed.

"Yeah, and what are you gonna do with it." He said to me with a smirk as he looked back to the entry to his noisy party filled house. We stood in the dark rural driveway of the house that he shares with his wife, sparring back and forth under a hazy late night sky, betting one another that we weren't going to do what we were about to do.

"I want it in my mouth right now." I say looking him dead in his eyes. He laughs it off and pulls his hard cock away from my grasp. Looking at the house and listening to the sounds of laughter and merriment beyond, he lifts his hand to his jaw thinking for a minute, then makes eye contact with me.

"How fast do you think you can make me cum?" He says testing me.

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"I don't know," I say. "Normally when I have your cock in my mouth I'm not thinking about making you cum fast." His hand's begin shifting inside his shorts stroking his hard dick. Then he starts to walk, gesturing back at me with a head nod, he wants me to follow him up the road and I excitedly follow after him. "Shots, shots, shots, shots!" Is sung in unison from the house and the party fades a bit as we walk.

The light shifts darker as we walk beyond the street lamp to a spot about three houses away. Our view back to his house semi-blocked by a neighboring hedge. He turns around looking at me then down to his crotch, as he unzips his fly letting his familiar pink tipped shaft free. He grabs it, leans forward and spits on it, stroking it and looking straight to me. He says, "Let's see if we can set a new record. Get over here."

I fall down to my knees and immediately slide my lips onto the thick head of his hard, cut, eight inch cock. It tastes so good. Familiar. I've tasted it so many time before and every time it hits the back of my mouth I welcome it. I look up at him seeking his approval, he opens his eyes and points his chin downward looking at me with approval. I talk all of him into me almost gagging but breathing my way through it. Focused, I put both hands around it and get to work.

I suck his cock so hard, just the way he likes. He starts moaning the harder my mouth sucks him. Pulling at him, dangerously scrapping his skin with the very tips of my teeth, teasing him with small bites of pain and following it up with soft pleasure. I look up at him as he holds up his shirts with one hand and the other cups the back of my head. I can see the raw desire in his eyes as he looks down at me. He simultaneously looks forward to see if anyone is out there. If anyone might be down the road watching us play with each other. Our eyes adjust to the moonlighting and we are center of the street bathed in darkness, connected to one another.

"I've missed this." I say before tapping his pre-cum covered dick on my out stretched tongue, immediately swallowing all of him. His hand pulls his shirt up over his head keeping it on, held in place by his neck and shoulders. This reveals his hard sweat speckled chest in the moonlight. His hand finds its way to the back of my slow moving head. "We gotta speed this up." He says and forcefully starts face fucking me. I relaxed my body keeping my suction tight, breathing through my nose. I let him take control of me.

My hand moves from the hairless base of his cock and slides up the leg of my light weight sweat shorts. I begin jerking off my own hard member, pushing the fabric back and pulling out my hard cock. I begin aggressively stroking it as his cock slides past my lips. His pre-cum drips down the side of mouth and I quickly scoop it up off my chin, slathering it on the bulging mushroom tip of my tender, cut, six and half inch cock.

After a few seconds I can feel that I'm getting close. Fuck, I want to cum but I don't want to blow my load before he does so I slow my pace and return my right hand to his cock tapping it on my tongue while I look up at him. "Where do you want it?" He says looking down at me as both his hands begin slow caressing his hard cock. I don't bother responding. I just take his cock inside my mouth and prepare myself for the end.

"Fuuuuuuck." He bellows into the quiet summer night air and I can feel him begin to jerk his pelvis into me. "Fuuuccckkkk" He lets out a little too loudly. His warm load begins shooting into my welcoming mouth, the massive amount fluid coats the back of my mouth and I wait for all of it to fill me. He pulls out of me and clears the last drip on to his thumb then wipes it on my lower lip as his cum bubbles over my lips. He shakes of his dick and squeezes out one last drop that his pulls up to his mouth, licking it off his finger and I swallow. Almost instantly, I begin shooting my own load onto the rough rural dirt road. He bends down and pulls at my cock unloading the last strings of cum onto his fingers. He pulls my cum up to his mouth and tastes it. "Doesn't taste too different from mine." He says laughing a bit.

"It's been too long." He says with a grin standing up straight, walking to the side of the road where he pulls out his soft dick and pees. I shake off my dick and get up onto my feet as it softens in my shorts. "Have your urges been satisfied?" He says to me while we walk down the road back to his house. Smacking me on the back playfully. "Yeah. I'm good, for now." I say devilishly. The music and revelry of the house becomes louder.

As we get close to the garage door, he looks back at me, at my lips, and gestures for me to clear the corner of my mouth. He nods in approval as I clear the drop of cum caught there. "Now are you ready to win some goddamn flip cup?" He says loudly while opening the door, pushing into the party. I follow, getting hyped up, matching the energy of the group, joining them around an old ping pong table turned flip cup arena..

His wife spots us and drunkenly saunters over. "Did you boys have a good talk?" She kisses him on the lips quickly and leans into me half hugging me, "You missed shots!" She says, handing me a full shooter. "Drink up fuckers were playing Bubba's miserable team next.!" I take the shot and wince as the alcohol burns its way down my cum coated throat.

"Babe!" She says pulling his attention back to us. "Your lil bro doesn't think I can beat Bubba's sorry ass." She says while putting her hand over my shoulder and smiling at me, "Your brother has been teaching me his ways, you'll see. But he tells me that you're actually the flip cup champ in the family? I don't believe it." she pokes fun at me a bit.

Then my older BROTHER looks back to me and says, "Come on B. Show these guys your mad skills."

I smirk and grab the ping pong ball from my sister-in-law, If only they really knew what mad skills he was talking about.

TO BE CONTINUED.