Hunger

We are sitting side by side and you are talking to me, but something is off. You can see that while I’m nodding and saying yes, and occasionally laughing at our conversation I’m not really paying attention. If I was, I would be talking your ear off.

I’m antsy. My foot keeps tapping the floor nervously. My eyes catch yours, but they don’t linger. They are vague. Occasionally they swoop down on your thighs, your chest, your arms. You know I ogle you a lot. I make no secret of it. Your ass is frequently on my sights, as are your pecs. and you like it.

But today it’s different. You can’t put your finger on it, but today I’m different. I seem to keep swallowing spit, licking my lips.

Then, out of the blue, interrupting our conversation, I just blurt out:

“I want to suck you.”

It catches you off guard. But while you take time to process, I’m already getting to my knees in front.

“Woah there, buddy!” – you say with a smile, while you catch my hands as they reach to grab your knees “Calm down. Let’s take it slowly, I did not say yes”

I look into your eyes and smile. A sharp smile. A hungry smile. A cock hungry smile. I don’t struggle against you as you hold my hands,

“Are you going to say no?” – I say, with a raised eyebrow.

You smile. It’s not every time that you catch me like this. So fucking hungry for dick. For your dick. You feel yourself grow hard. You see how I stare at your growing bulge.

“What’s the catch Joe?”.

“No catch. You have a fucking hot bulge that has been staring at me for far to long and I haven’t had a dick in my mouth in ages.”

You smirk a me.

“Joe… You haven’t asked right… You gotta ask right if you want to suck me…”

It a gamble and you know it. I’m not the type to beg. But you know how much I love to suck dick. And you know how long I have gone without it. And how I keep staring at your growing dick.

I lean forward and you open your legs preemptively. You stop when I’m less than an inch away from your cock. I inhale deeply and moan. You feel my hot breath through the fabric of your shorts. Your jock is bulging, the elastic straps digging into the flesh of your thighs, it’s so stretched.

I look up.

“I’m fucking hungry dude. I’m hungry for your cock. It’s been such a long time since I had one in my mouth… Do me a solid. Let me suck on those balls for you. Let me put those fat fuckers in my mouth.”

You could push it. You could try to get a bit more from me. But it’s a risk. And you’re had now, and my mouth looks appetising and warm. And you know that I’m fucking thorough.

You let go of my hands and I dive into your crotch. I massage your leg muscles while I do so. My breath is warm and I look so focused. You are hard as fuck, and you can see that my bulge is ridiculous, and that there a spot of wetness on my trousers. I’m muttering while I’m nosing you like an animal. I’m muttering against your flesh while my hands travel under your t-shirt and grab onto your pecs. My hands are all over you. I keep muttering.

“Fat fucking balls… Filled with come… Cumming all over my face.”

I open my lips and mouth the length of your prominent dick through the layers of fabric. I move down to your balls, tracing them with my tongue.

“fucking bull balls…”

I pull back. You’ve never seen me quite so intent. A mix of hunger and defiance in my face. My teeth glint against my skin. You get with the program, get up and step out of your shorts. While you take your t-shirt off you feel my lips make contact with your balls. You reach out and you stop me.

“I want to see this Joe. I want to see you slut out on my dick”

I sit back.

“Then fucking hurry up”.

You sit down. I crawl between your parted knees and swipe a fiery longue lash from the bottom of your balls to the tip of your dick.

“I’m going to fucking eat you up dude” – I say, as my tongue licks up and down your balls. They are shaved and I love the texture. You can see how into them I am, how much I smell, and lick, and pop them into my mouth. I suck, my tongue swirls. I open my mouth up and, covering my teeth with my tongue, I open wide. Your balls don’t go in at the first go, but I don’t stop stroking your cock. My hands are roaming your abs, your pecks.

I try to gobble your balls again. And this time I succeed. My mouth is super stretched, and my cheeks are bulging. Drool is coming out of the corners of my mouth.

You smile. I’m in cock nirvana. I pull back and there is a loud pop. I do that several times. I lick you slowly from your taint to the tip of your dick. I then go back to smacking my lips against your smooth balls.

“thanks buddy, I fucking needed this.” – I say, my face shiny with spit and pre-cum.

I pick a string of your pre-cum from the tip of your dick and pull it out. As far as it can go until the string breaks. My smile is mischievous. A child with a toy. I swallow your cock down and turn on the suck machine, gulping around you. You feel yourself hitting at the back of my throat. My hands are at your nipples again, and your eyes are rolling to the back of your head.

Again I pull back, but this time continuously sucking your dick, until you listen to the tell-tale sucking pop.

“and because you have been a good buddy, I’ll even let you cum on my face”

I sound sarcastic, and horny. And you know you are going to have fun.