Mitch

It had been about 6 months since my dream fantasy had come true of me getting Mitch naked and sucking his huge dick. I still can’t believe it happened. To think that almost a year ago, he was appalled by the thought that I would allow another guy to suck my dick. I now wonder how often he thinks about what it felt like, and does he fantasize and jerk off to getting his first blow job by another man. I’m pretty sure he thinks favorably of it because we’ve remained good friends and there is no hinderance nor hesitation to being around me. In fact, nothing has changed from before it happened.

I was living in New Orleans in an apartment complex about 45 minutes away from where Mitch and Jimmy lived with their mom. I was visiting my mom and decided to swing by Mitch’s house before I went home to spend some time with him and his brother, and of course to monitor Mitch’s weight-lifting progress. It was business as usual when I got there. Jimmy started bragging on Mitch’s body and accomplishments, and he wanted Mitch to show me his most recent accomplishments. Mitch was doing more hand-stand push-ups than before, and he was still growing muscle. As usual, I thoroughly enjoyed listening to Jimmy bragging which always resulted in Mitch giving me a demonstration of his most recent gains.

Before I decided to leave and head home, Jimmy asked if he and Mitch could come spend the weekend with me at my apartment. I really didn’t have room for them because I lived in a one-bedroom apartment, and I had a temporary straight roommate sleeping on the sofa for the month. I did have a king size bed, but I didn’t know how it would work with two more guests staying the weekend. I told them of my roommate situation and of the limited sleeping arrangements, but they both agreed that didn’t seem to bother them. They both felt it would be a treat for them to get away for the weekend, and they wouldn’t mind if I allowed one to sleep with me in the bed, and the other would sleep on the floor. Of course, the idea of Mitch sleeping with me in my bed was a fantasy that I only fantasized about but never expected it to happen. The thought of having his hot body laying next to me all night and the possibility that I could look over and possibly get a glimpse of his hard dick was enough to make me pre-cum at the thought of it. Even if it was an awkward arrangement, I couldn’t resist accommodating the idea. I told them I didn’t mind as long as their mom gave her approval. They darted into the house as anxious as could be, and before I knew it, they were packed and ready to go. The only instructions I received were to have them back by Sunday night.

All the way to my house, the boys were excited to be free from parental supervision for the weekend. Of course, they still had to behave themselves with me, but it was different than living in their humdrum town doing the same old thing weekend after weekend. They wouldn’t have any responsibilities, and the excitement of something new awaited them. They would be on a two day vacation away from home. In some way they felt a little older than they were just by having some freedom. It was fun for me to see how happy they were to spend the weekend away from home, as well as alone with me. When we got to my apartment, they briefly met my roommate who was on his way out with his girlfriend. I assured him that my guests would not interfere with his arrangement, but that they’d be sleeping in my room. My roommate wasn’t home much, so we pretty much had the place to ourselves except at night when he came home to sleep.

It was about 8pm when we got to my apartment, so I treated them to dinner, and we watched TV for a while as the boys joked and were giddy as I expected them to be. Around 11pm, we decided to head to bed, and as you’d imagine, I was hoping that I’d get the opportunity to share my bed with Mitch. I didn’t want to be the one who initiated the sleeping arrangements because I didn’t want Mitch to think I was setting him up for another sexual rendezvous. They discussed it among themselves, and Mitch being the big brother, told Jimmt that he would let him sleep in the bed with me. I was a bit disappointed, but I didn’t show it. I couldn’t help but wonder if he gave up the bed for a hard carpeted floor because he didn’t want to sleep with me, or was he just being a generous big brother. Did Mitch really want to sleep with me, but was he too scared to make it obvious? Was he totally turned off to the idea that it could happen again? Was he fighting the sexual desires within him although he truly wanted to have another experience? Surely, he had thought about how good my mouth felt on his dick after using his hand night after night and watching porn every weekend with his dad. Was he just scared that if he experienced too many pleasant sexual experiences with a man, he’d enjoy it too much, and he’d classify himself as gay? He was still too young to understand the depth of sexuality. In his mind, a man was either gay or he was straight. I didn’t allow my disappointment to be noticed by either of them, besides, who knew what lay ahead. We all got prepared for bed as we all stripped down to our underwear. I crawled into bed wearing only my briefs, and Jimmy laid next to me in his boxers. Mitch chose to sleep on the floor along my side of the bed. With him lying next to me on the floor, at least during the night I could always lean over and look down and admire his chiseled body only wearing briefs. Who knows, maybe he’d get a boner during the night, and I’d get a glimpse of his hard fat dick protruding through his boxers. Afterall, he was a horny 19 year-old muscled stud with raging hormones who had memories of me giving him a blow job. Little did I know, this night was about to be another night that I’d never forget…….and neither would he.

I’m not sure how much time had passed as we laid there trying to sleep. For me, minutes felt like hours. All I could think about was having another opportunity to suck Mitch’s massive manhood and to feel his body again. I laid there with a raging hard dick that I couldn’t do anything about. I couldn’t jerk off because if I did, I’d surely wake up Jimmy. So, I just laid there wide-awake pretending to sleep and was as quiet as possible. I wanted Mitch to think I was sleeping so that I could watch him. I salivated at the sight of his tight skin as it accented the definition in his chest and covered his six pack abs. His nipples were perfectly shaped and the ever so little hair in the middle of his chest reminded me of him being a real man and not a boy anymore. I laid there for what seemed hours. Before I knew it, I could hear Jimmy breathing heavily and beginning to snore. That was exactly what I waited for. He was off into a deep sleep, and he never knew I was still as wide awake as when I came to bed. Still, I heard nothing from Mitch. Was he sleeping yet, but making no sound? Was he having a harder time to fall asleep because he was laying on a hard carpeted floor? I waited patiently as I continued to admire his body, waiting for him to have a sexual dream as I played with my hard throbbing dick. Surely his dick would get hard at some point, and would I be able to see it or the outline of it through his briefs? My mouth salivated as I replayed in my mind the night I took his virginity into my mouth. I waited and waited, and then all of a sudden, Mitch turned on his back. He was awake. He was doing the same thing I was doing – waiting until he thought everyone was asleep to release himself. He had the freedom to jerk off or play with himself because he was on the floor, and his movement wouldn’t awaken anyone. As I quietly pretended to sleep, he couldn’t see if I was awake or not because his head wasn’t as close to the wall as mine was. He’d have to look up and back to see my face. After he turned over on to his back, it wasn’t long before I saw Mitch put his right thumb into his mouth and wet it with his saliva. He then pulled down his brief just a little to expose the head of his hard dick. Yes!!! He was hard, and what I had dreamed of was unfolding. I watched him as he repeatedly licked his right thumb and rubbed the vein of his hard dick right next to the head of his dick. He was obviously very horny and was trying to replicate the wet feeling of a blow job at the head of his dick. This was my opportunity. I had to make a move before he shot his load masturbating. After he had wet his thumb about four times, I built up enough courage and slowly leaned my head over the bed towards him and whispered, “Mitch!” There was no answer, but maybe I whispered too softly not to wake up Jimmy. I whispered again, “Mitch!” but his time I said it a little louder. He heard me this time, and turned towards me and said, “huh” very quietly. All of this was so new to me, and I was so nervous to do what I was about to do. I had broken the ice once before with him, and it worked to my benefit, and I hadn’t regretted it. If I didn’t go for what I wanted, I’d regret it the rest of my life. So when he responded with, “huh?” I nervously asked, “do you want a blow job?” There was no hesitation from him. He quickly said, “yes.” He had obviously not forgotten the blow job I had given him, and I can only imagine that he had been fantasizing about experiencing it again for the last six months.

He was laying on the floor with his head towards the headboard along side of me with his feet in full view of the hallway which led to the bathroom. My bedroom was built with no door to the bedroom, so I assume when they built the apartment, it was meant for a single person or couple. I didn’t want my roommate who was sleeping on the couch in the living room to walk into the bathroom and look towards my bedroom and see me on the floor sucking a dick. When Mitch told me, yes, I told him to turn his body around with his feet facing me and his head in view of the bathroom. My heart was pounding with excitement and my dick was as hard as it could possibly be. I very slowly eased myself out of the bed, sliding the sheet off of me, making sure that Jimmy didn’t notice my movement. The last thing I wanted was for him to wake up and catch us. I was out of the bed, and Jimmy was still snoring. By the time I got out of bed, Mitch was already in position with his briefs pulled down to his knees. As I looked down on him, all I could think was, “what a perfect specimen of a man.” His dick was pulsating with hardness and anticipation of my mouth. His dick looked even better than I remembered it, and the girth of it was jaw dropping. I had never imagined any man could have a dick so wide and thick. It was so thick that I couldn’t wrap my large manly hand completely around it. It just made me think of him as even more of a stud because of it.

I got on all fours and straddled his body with one knee between his knees and the other knee on the outside of his body. I made sure my torso was low to the ground in case Jimmy turned and looked my way. I grasped Mitch’s meat with my hand and admired it with reverence for a short while. I then licked the side of his shaft with my tongue very slowly. I wanted to connect with every nerve ending in his dick, and I wanted him to fondly remember my every touch. I licked his shaft from side to side up and down, then I licked his balls worshipping the sack that held all of his cum and testosterone. Everything I did, I did sensually and with passion. Every few moments, he’d flex his dick with a jerk letting me know that he was enjoying it. From watching him lick his thumb and massage the head of his dick, I knew that it must be a sensitive place on him. It was my mission to work my way up to the head of his dick, but first I was going to lick, smell, enjoy and taste the skin and hardness of his 19 year old dick. As I licked his shaft, I cupped his full balls in my big manly hand, moving my mouth up and down his thick 6 inch shaft. It was time for me to target the head of his dick. I put my wet tongue at the top of his dick where he had been massaging earlier, and when I did, I heard his breathing increase. I rolled my tongue back and forth, up and down and around the head of his dick. His dick continued to pulsate and jerk. I then put the whole head in my mouth and slid my wet warm lips down his shaft to swallow as much of his dick as I possibly could. Damn he had a fat dick. I had sort of forgotten how difficult it was to swallow his whole dick, but I tried to get as much of it in my mouth as possible. As I did, he gave controlled moans not to wake up anyone. I sucked his cock with as much passion and intensity as I possibly could. I was enjoying it as much or more than Mitch was because I had longed to worship his manliness, and I finally was granted the opportunity. I continued to go back and forth from licking the side of his shaft, to licking his balls, back to making love to the head of his dick, then swallowing as much of his dick as I possibly could. Mitch was in ecstasy. He continued to drip pre-cum, so there was no doubt he was enjoying it. Unlike the first time I sucked him, this time I wanted him to cum in my mouth. I had never taken anyone’s load before, and although I wasn’t excited about doing it, my goal was to be Mitch’s first for as many sexual experiences as possible. I wanted him to think of me every time he thought of his first blow job, or the first time he shot in someone’s mouth. I wanted to be the first person he fucked, but that time had not come yet. The idea of being the first person he fucked sounded hot, but the idea of his enormous thick dick penetrating my virgin ass wasn’t something I looked forward to. Maybe I could make him like my blow jobs so much that when he did get married and got a blow job from his wife, she wouldn’t compare to my talents, and he’d let me suck him many more times. I desperately wanted him to shoot in my mouth. Afterall, he had watched porn over and over again where he saw women taking a man’s load in their mouths. Surely, he had imagined what it felt like not only to cum in a mouth, but I’m sure he associated it with the feeling of cumming in a pussy. I continued to lick and suck, by edging him and making him leak pre-cum. He was so ready to explode and to give me all of his young sperm. I didn’t tell him that I wanted him to shoot in my mouth, but I was sucking him with so fervently that it wouldn’t be long before he wouldn’t be able to stand it anymore. I licked and sucked more intensely than before and worked the head of his dick with all the sexual craving I had built up inside me. Before long, Mitch breathing heavily with all of his muscles flexed like a stallion breeding a mare, told me, “I’m about to cum.” No doubt, he assumed I was going to pull my mouth off of his dick and jerk his dick until he shot the way I did last time. No, not this time. I sucked him even more fervently, like my existence depended on his load. I sucked, stroked and whirled my tongue around his head and shaft until I felt an explosion of his warm cum shooting deep into the back of my mouth. It was an intense squirt of cum that seemed to fill my whole mouth with his first orgasm. It continued to come. Mitch’s body spasmed with every orgasm as his muscular body flexed with intensity. Big loads of liquid shot out of his dick into my mouth, then the full loads of solid cum began oozing from his dick into my mouth until my mouth was so full of Mitch’s babies, that I couldn’t fit another drop. My mouth had been bred by a teenage stallion of a man. Although I received his load in my mouth, and he was able to experience what shooting in a warm mouth felt like, I still wasn’t ready to swallow his load. Tonight, I wasn’t ready to do it, but maybe that would be my next goal. I spit his cum onto his hard stomach so that I could see how much sperm I sucked out of him, and boy was it a lot. As Mitch laid there letting his body recuperate, I swirled my finger into his cum and rubbed it over his abs. It was hot to see his skin glisten with my saliva and his testosterone filled cum. When Mitch had fully recovered from his heavy breathing, I pointed to the restroom so that he could go clean up, and I crawled back into bed. Jimmy never knew what had just happened just feet away from him on the floor. I often wondered what he would have thought or done if he would have woken up and saw me sucking him. Would he have approved and wanted his turn? I hadn’t really considered sucking Jimmy because Mitch was the more muscular and attractive one, but maybe Jimmy would get his turn someday. After Mitch had cleaned up, he came back to the bedroom and laid next to me on the floor like nothing had happened, and we both fell asleep satisfied. The boys would be spending one more night with me. Could more happen? I would soon find out that there was more in store for me.