A Welcome at the Front Door

He was on his knees, sitting back with his buttocks on his heels, his hands flat on the floor behind and to each side of him.

His head was thrown back, eyes closed, mouth agape, his breathing irregular. Guttural sounds escaped his tense throat.

Every now and again his mouth would close as he bit down hard on his bottom lip to stop himself moaning too loudly and alerting the neighbours.

His nipples were hard and he was enjoying the occasional pinch and twist they were receiving.

His back arched inwards, pushing his stomach up and his crotch forward. The skin on his torso was stretched tight showing his muscles and ribs as he strained to offer more of himself to the man servicing his erection.

The front door was wide open. Only the car parked on the drive prevented anyone from seeing him so exposed. The chance he might be caught with his thick, seven inch long dick in another man’s mouth only served to heighten his pleasure.

The mouth moved from his hard manhood to his shaved, almost equally hard balls; they were pushed away from his groin by the thick silver cockring tight and snug at the base of his impressively bulging, ass wrecking, throat stretching, cum dripping fucking equipment.

A tongue licked playfully at the smooth sac, flicking this way and that, back and forth, just touching with its tip. He groaned and shivered as his tight, sensitive scrotum was teased, the heavy balls it held rising and falling with his breathing; churning and reacting to the expert mouth working on them.

Lips encircled a testicle and sucked it into the warmth of their oral cavity. Not content with one, they sought out its twin and opened wide enough for it to join its mate in the wet, warm, full mouth.

He felt teeth close round his roiling balls. The suction increased and the tongue lashed and licked at them relentlessly – no quarter given.

His eyes rolled back and forgetting the neighbours he cried out in ecstasy as the mouth pulled and stretched his ball-sac as the tongue continued its onslaught.

Fingers replaced teeth and the stretching continued as the mouth released the now slick sac and plunged over and down his aching shaft, not stopping until every inch was enveloped and a nose was buried in the trimmed hairs at its base.

The throat and mouth squeezed and sucked. The head moved up and down allowing the slippery, hungry mouth to fuck the engorged dick and the tongue to greedily collect all the thick, salty precum pouring out of it.

The throat swallowed every precious drop he delivered to it. More and more slid down the pulsing gullet as he felt his orgasm approaching.

His balls clutched ever more tightly to the base of his thickening cock gathering his seed and preparing to propel it up the throbbing fuck stick.

His breathing became ragged and shallow.

His fists clenched hard, finger nails pushing into his palms in blissful agony.

His thighs were like steel, hard and unyielding as his whole body clenched and strained, anticipating the release it knew was seconds away.

The tongue flew round, across, up and down.

The fingers on his balls squeezed and rolled them.

His cock grew thicker, longer, harder, until with an incoherent almost painful shout he released his thick, hot spunk into the mouth that was so deserving of it.

His buttocks clenched tight and rose up from his heels as he forced every single thick inch of his spurting, twitching, screaming cock down the throat that had tortured him so unrelentingly.

Thrust after thrust filled the gagging mouth.

Spurt after spurt of his life giving juice spat into the man who had pleasured him so completely.

The mouth sucked, the tongue flicked and licked until his tender glans could take no more and he moved back on the cold wooden floor, pulling his shiny, cum and saliva coated cock from the warmth and into the cooling air.

The man in front of him raised his face to look at him. It smiled.

‘Hi Chris. Nice to finally meet you.’