Found my college buddy’s sweet spot
(All participants over 18)
After our first encounters, Zack and I got really comfortable with each other and the excitement of exploring each other hadn’t worn off. Each time we returned to our room from class was an opportunity to see a new side of each other. It was a thrill to find a new sensitive spot or just to enjoy each other. We’d both been hitting the gym and I was starting to see some more definition to his toned upper body.
On one typical day soon after I introduced him to the wand, Zack got back from class while I was still lazing in bed. I heard the lock latch shut quietly and turned to see a mischievous dimpled grin on his boyish face.
“Back so soon?” I asked as he threw his bag on the floor. He mumbled something in reply, and, still smiling, bent over my bed to give me a peck on the lips. Light kisses turned heavy and soon he firmly planted his lips on mine as he crawled on top of me, sliding in between my legs. Zack’s tongue slid into my mouth and I played with it softly, just the way he liked it (we decided the previous week to practice as much as we could and it was working).
I pulled away from him which was a sign for us to get our clothes off. I watched the familiar sight of him kneeling over me, throwing his T-shirt over his head, and dragging his shorts and underwear off. We used to keep our briefs on, but we realised that something about stripping naked right away made us so eager that it was almost a high to watch each other do it. Knowing this, we laughed together as I watched my already naked friend drag my shorts off. My laughter was quickly interrupted by him leaning back down and planting his lips and tongue back on mine, as he pressed his naked body and erect rod onto mine.
Zack broke away for a second and I opened my eyes to see him staring down hungrily at me, as if he were taking in the sight of me. A thin clear line trailed between his lower lip and mine but neither of us minded. Without breaking eye contact, I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled his naked torso into mine as I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him back into me, and I lost track of time as we continued exploring each others’ mouths hungrily.
While still on top of me, Zack started to make his way down my upper body, kissing all my sensitive areas on the way down, and finally took my rod in his hand. He wasted no time today, wrapping his lips around my head and taking it deep. I gasped as I felt his hot wet mouth pull back my foreskin to reveal the head. He was getting good at this. Immediately as I hissed and arched my back upwards, Zack took my hands and clasped his fingers around mine, as if to reassure me. I looked at his doe eyes as his head bobbed up and down slowly, framed by his broad shoulders, and lost track of time again as he worked himself into a steady rhythm.
As he put his mouth to work between my legs, I unclasped my right hand from his to gently run a finger down his face, alternating between wiping away the spit that was flowing down his chin and tousling his hair. When he started running his tongue on the underside of my exposed head I knew I was close, grabbing the sides of his head I bucked and thrusted a little, enjoying his look of surprise without overwhelming him.
I pulled him off my rod and sat up. I crawled over to him, admiring the sight of this naked boy sitting in front of me on my bed, his own rod firmly erect and betraying his excitement. I dove down and started working my way to the base, taking in the familiar light musk that I’d come to recognise as his scent. I knew that he liked it deep, so I held my nose in his pubes for a few seconds before coming back up for air. I’d learned that Zack enjoyed oral a little differently from me as he preferred it very slow and deep instead of a rhythmic tempo. Looking up as I buried my nose in the familiar hairs around his base once more, I could see his glazed expression and knew that he was enjoying it.
“Wanna try something new?” I pulled off his rod and asked him. “What,” he said, with a curious expression on his face. I wrapped my lips around his wet rod and ran the tip of my tongue directly over his slit, pushing in a little. With this Zack jerked, let out an involuntary moan and his eyes widened with surprise. Cautiously I did it again and this elicited some really guttural moans that usually only came out when he was losing his mind. I knew that my friend was enjoying it and ran my tongue across his newest sensitive spot repeatedly, without giving him time to get used to the sensation.
With this, Zack jerked forward and his mouth hung open - I knew this meant he was already at the point of no return. I kept on pressing down on his vulnerable slit, and was surprised to hear him moan as loud as he did. Unlike his usual, quiet deep moans and sighs, he let out the hottest, loudest high-pitched moans that I’d never heard before as he started squirming. After barely ten or twenty seconds, I felt him swell up instantly and I tasted the familiar salty taste of him as he released into my mouth. I used to dislike the bitter taste, but as I grew closer to Zack over the school term I’d come to recognise and appreciate it as the taste of my friend. Zack filled me up and I swallowed him as much as I could as he released himself into my mouth.
I slowly released my mouth from Zack’s softening rod. Panting, he pulled me back up onto him. “How do I taste today,” he said, laughing. “As usual,” I said. He gave me a light peck on my lips, followed by a few more. “Give me a taste,” he said as he pulled me down onto him for a firm kiss - our tongues met again, the taste of him and his thick rod still in my mouth. By this point Zack was just as familiar with how he tasted as I was.
“I loved what you did,” he whispered as we nuzzled, his breath smelling just a little like the cum that I just swallowed. “I wanna know if you like it too,” he said, giving me a light peck as he made his way back down to my rod. And so our lazy afternoon in bed continued…