So I had just reluctantly swallowed Keiths mouthful of jizz  because I realized he was having a seizure or something.  He was still trembling and his head was thrown back like he was staring at the ceiling.

"Keith!  Dude! Are you ok?"  My voice seemed to bring him back to reality and the trembling let up and he removed his hands from head and slowly looked down at me.  He looked like one of those old paintings of a prophet who has been visited by one of Gods angels!  His face was soft and glowing and his eyes were a little unfocused like he was still seeing said angel.  As his eyes slowly focused on my face, his slightly open lips curved into a smile.

"I am way beyond ok!  I don't know if there really is a heaven or not but you got me pretty close to it.  It was fucking big A absolutely fantastic!"  Then he frowned and looked very concerned.  "Geez, I didn't even get a chance to warn you I was cumming did I?  Did you have to swallow it?  Are you pissed at me?"  

Did I see a little grin along with that comment?  "well, it all happened so fast that I just swallowed without even knowing it was there really (liar, liar, pants on fire!) so it wasn't so bad.

"Does that mean you would be willing to do it again?  Because I feel really great and I sure would like it if you did it again."  His little boy pleading voice was back.

"Yeah, I think I could do it again.  I mean, we are brothers of the Eagle, ya know?  Let's hit the shower and see how it goes."

It went like this; long and slow and better than I could ever imagine in my wildest dreams.  His fingers in my hair as he guided himself into my eager mouth which left my hands free to fondle his delicious firm ass.  I would lead him right to the edge and then back off and start over which caused him to leak precum in a nearly steady stream.  Mixed with my mouth spit, it created a lush thick stew to nurture his dick in.  But as they say, all good things must end and finally this ended too.

His voice got very raspy and that right leg started trembling.  "I'm gonna cum!" he whimpered.  "I'm gonna CUM!"  Then the very sexy horny bear growl which told me my reward was almost there.  And then it was there.  Not the explosion of the first time but a nice easy outpouring that went on and on till I either had to swallow some of it or spit some of it out.  Guess which option I chose.

He looked down at me with a full on grin.  "Jon, look at my leg man"

I looked down, puzzled, to see several little rivers of what had to be cum slowly moving down his leg.  Then I looked at my dick and it was still half hard and had a generous amount of cum on the head.  Then I looked back up at Keiths grinning face.

"It was weird dude.  I was watching my cock slide in and out of you talented mouth when I noticed you had a major hard on.  Then when I unloaded I felt something warm hit my leg and realized you had shot your wad exactly when I did without ever touching your prick.  I have to say that is pretty awesome dude!"

"I was so intent on helping you out I guess I didn't even notice."  

"I also noticed that you weren't able to spit again.  How was that?"  Still grinning.

"I guess it was sort of an automatic response" I mumbled and felt a flush on my face.

"Well, Jon, what you're doing for me is so great that I would never judge you for anything you get out of it as well.  Sort of a mutual admiration society, you know?"

We got dressed and walked to the parking lot.  Both of us feeling light and spent and completely content. Our world was made up of nothing but bliss at that moment.  We got to my car and I got in and rolled the window down.

"You wanna help me with some more tackling practice?" Now I was grinning.

"For as long as it takes man."  He leaned down so he was looking straight into my eyes. "And Jon, that comparison you made to sucking me off being the same as saving a guy who is snakebit?  That was pretty lame dude.  It was all I could do to keep from laughing when you said that.  The next guy you try that on might have to laugh out loud and that would really ruin the mood if you know what I mean.  See ya!"  

He sauntered off to his pickup while I sat there stunned by what he had said.  Then it started dawning on me that I wasn't the clever cat setting a trap for the mouse at all.  I was the poor mouse and Keith was the horny cat and he led me into his trap like a lamb to the slaughter (just to mix some metaphors) and me thinking I was the one doing the leading.  That is a hard notion to wrap your mind around.  Then I heard a horn honk and Keiths pickup drove past.  He still had that shit eating grin on his face as he waved at me and disappeared out of the parking lot.  I sat there in the silent parking lot and then I felt a grin starting up which turned to a chuckle which evolved into a laughing fit.  Anyone passing would think I was a lunatic, laughing alone in a car, but I couldn't stop.  When it finally did stop and I wiped the laugh tears out of my eyes and drove out of the parking lot, I thought, all's well that ends well, and this had certainly ended well for both Keith and me.

 Very well, indeed!


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