Cock Ring Steve

I once lived in a very small Southern town, in a time when sexual hook ups happened over phone servers. I believe I have already mention this fact in some of my previous stories. We were supposed to record a descriptive voice message that should also include general stats and preferences. 

A voice mail box should be set up after publishing the ad; the last step was to respond to the messages received and directly contact the guys.CRS was one of my first “catches” and we were so into each other that we got together many times before I moved out for good. In fact, we met once or twice after that when I returned to visit local friends.

One of the greatest features of the internet today is the possibility to check out guys’ profiles (in case they are not fakes), ask for body pictures, analyze their feet in advance, etc. In the pre-internet time, blind dates were in order since, even if you asked a guy over the phone whether or not he has nice feet, most of the times he would have no clue as he had no way of knowing what makes a foot beautiful in the eye of a foot lover. 

To my delight, CRS had amazing feet and that was one of the major reasons why our thing lasted for so long. He was a perfect match, at least feetwise.On our very first date, we agreed to meet at his place, a fifteen minutes drive from mine. I was very excited. I rang the bell and thirty seconds later he opened the door, wearing nothing but a basketball hat. 

Damn, he looked good! A couple of things caught my eye immediately: his perfectly shaped size 8.5 feet, especially the high arches; the colorful cock ring that hold his bull balls in place; and the fact he was deliciously cross-eyed. Something about that made CRS even hotter, at least to my sick mind. He invited me in and we chatted for a while. Time to get down to business. As he was already naked, I told him to undress me. 

He was clearly not very comfortable doing so since he claimed to be a top; but horny men cannot be choosers and he obliged. He never touched any part of my body though, and I was ok with that since I was going to do all the necessary touching.We were still on the couch at this point and I moved both his legs slightly to his left and brought both his feet close to my face. Very slowly, I started sucking his big toe, slurping and tonguing it deeply, them did the same to all others, one at a time. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the action, his big dick expanding like a party balloon. 

For such small a frame guy, this man was really well equipped. Leaving his toes alone for a while, I went on toying with his feet; I smelled the bottoms, bit the heels, run one finger on his insteps and finally tongued his high arches. His dick was oozing lots of precum.CRS’s feet were very soft, his toes perfectly aligned and well trimmed, sweaty. And those top notch high arches drove me crazy. I could feel my own dick pulsating nonstop. 

CRS suddenly said that he was surprised with the fact that a guy would appreciate his feet so much, notwithstanding worship them so passionately. Another foot virgin deflowered! He went on saying he was even more delighted with the nice sensations that run through his whole body, evident by his huge erection. I smiled.

Since he was enjoying the moment, I kept the action going for a few more minutes. Then, I begun licking his ankles, all the way up to his thighs. His legs were strong and a little hairy (hot!) and I parked my tongue on his groins, licking the heck out of them. His pubic hair was short, but I managed to work on his bush for extra spice. He moaned and begged me not to stop. As I slurped his pubics, I could see his dick spasming up and down, small drops of delicious transparent liquids rolling down the slit of his fat mushroom glans. 

Time for an experiment. I reached to my pants pocket on the floor and got a Q-tip I brought just in case. CRS’s eyes were closed and suddenly I hear his loud scream: “Fuuuuuck! What the fuck is that?” - I was gently inserting the Q-tip in his slit, not enough to hurt him, but surely enough to make him jump out of his skin. “This is most definitely a first, sick bastard; do it again, but try further down this time”. As you wish sick fucker!

Only after that I went for his dick, grabbing his throbbing pole and giving it a short lick, just to swallow the precum. I stood up, grabbed him by his dick, and guided him to the bedroom. I lifted his body over my shoulder, spanked his bubble butt a little till it turned red, before positioning his limp body spread eagled on his own bed. 

CRS wore a buzz cut with fades, what turned me on a lot. I proceeded to lick and kiss his head, moving to each ear, his nose, neck and deep throwing his mouth. All this time I kept stroking his prick, feeling more and more precum oozing from its tip. I raised his arms behind his head in order to prevent him from touching himself and so that I could taste his hairy pits. They were so warm! CRS did not complain and watched me while my tongue switched from his pits to his hard tits, moaning in pleasure.

I was amazed by the size of his hard tits. It was so much fun squeezing them, teasing them, biting on them, and see how horny he got by the minute. I sucked on those tits what seemed to be forever, never leaving his dick unattended. My tongue bath then moved down South, meeting his navel, his very ticklish spot as I happened to find out. His laughter was loud and childish, a hot combination for fully grown men in general. 

I inserted my snakelike tongue deep into his navel, then tickled his hole with pinpointing finger. I have got the same reaction over and over, awesome! His crotch area was not shaved; his gigantic cock never stopped pulsating and the colorful ring secluding his bull size balls worked as a souvenir, not really adding any extra effect to what nature has so kindly provided him.

Guys, I do not know for how long I kept the poor man on the verge of shooting a load. I did everything a man can possibly do to another man’s hard dick for the longest time. However, the ass play turned out to be CRS’s fave move. I realized that when I asked him to move face down and started licking the back of his body. 

He had a nice bubble but for a man his age and, the moment he felt my tongue between his cheeks, aiming at his butt hole, he went ballistic. He lifted his ass and I tongued and fingered it the way he wanted me to. One of my favorite things to do is to handle a guy’s dick and balls, pulling them back while they are in all fours, sucking and licking those jewels while fingering their holes. Once more I jerked CRS’s cock real good, while tonguing his crack; this time, the built sensations were too much for him to withstand, and he came like a bitch. He collapsed. I took the opportunity to lick and tickle his feet as a way to post cum torture him further. 

His dick never went totally soft. Then I gave him some time to recover from his first orgasm. By recover I mean I spent a couple of minutes entertaining myself with his gorgeous feet, rubbing his arches and toying with his toes. With one foot in my mouth. I masturbated to climax.But I was not done with his body yet. I lifted one of his legs and, tickling his soles. I placed his foot over my shoulder in a way I could easily reach it with my mouth. 

I was going to give his prostrate a go. But before doing that, I caressed his balls and jerked his prick some more, enough to bring him back to the game. I heard him mutter, something like “please don’t stop” once again. In that position I could not lick or suck his dick or balls, so the helping hand would suffice. Remember I was pleasing a guy who claimed to be top, but loved to have his ass played with. Go figure! 

The soon as he felt my finger touch his prostrate, CRS released several jets of gist up into the air. What a vision! Since I had already come, whatever happened next was just for cheer fun. Or that was what I thought. CRS unexpectedly moved me to a sixty nine position, he went straight to my cock and swallowed it whole. I took one of his feet into my mouth again, biting each individually and licking his arches.He allowed me to take my time before asking to resume the prostrate action, but this time while sucking him off. 

How can one say no to such sweet a request? I swear I tried to engulf his whole prick but I had to grasp for air when I tried. My mid finger, on the other hand, found no problem touching his insides, finding that magic button that would bring him to the edge of coming any time. In reality, CRS released an even bigger load than I expected, covering my face in horny man’s juices. 

This time I tortured his mushroom tip with one finger, what caused him to scream for the first time. I manhandled his body for a while until attacking his arches once more, this time tickling the balls of his feet and in between his grape size toes.I let him rest for some time, both of us covered in sweat and cum. I gave both his feet another go since it was impossible to resist those exposed arches. His penis was getting hard again, but it was time for me to leave. 

I gave him a goodbye kiss and he shyly asked me to return as soon as possible. I found myself calling the horny bastard two days later.