[MM] happiness is a warm mouth: the best blowjobs I ever had

For context Im 31 and live in a midsize University town on the west coast, masc dom top, who is over 6’6″ and reasonably fit. I didn’t really understand how in demand I was by some men until I first found Grindr, but that’s another story. This story begins about 1 year in to my Grindr journey when I was 28 and was where I found my fetish for oral cock worship from younger guys. I’ve had quite a few oral only fwbs but he was always my favorite.

Every session with Dylan began the same way, ussually after work or after I came home from a night out drinking,
“I need to come over”
The quiet demand was always answered with an eager reply
“of course babe, see you soon”

Everytime I went through the door of his apartment I would be greeted by the same sight, a blonde twinky little thing of about 20 kneeling next to a sofa with a big grin under almost comically huge blue eyes. As Id sit down he’d ask me about my day or what brought me here this time, while undoing my pants and slipping his soft deft little hands to probe around for his target. He’d slide his fingers up and down or play with my foreskin while we chatted, slowly thickening my 6.5 inch cock until it broke free of it’s cotton prison. Only then would he start stroking with earnest, long, slow, firm motions, just how he knew I liked it. This would go on until I decided to slip my pants further down so he could drag them off and start his favorite part, slowly coaxing my now impossibly hard member into giving up it’s prize into his waiting mouth.

I never knew a man who sucked cock with so much pagentry, slowly lowering his mouth over me until I could feel his nose touch my belly. Looking up at me with a soft mmmmm when I would let out a sigh of pleasure at the feeling of his throat. Sometimes he liked to deep throat me the whole time, sometimes he liked to lick the head or the shaft and use his hands more, but he never strayed from his wide eyed, innocent slut act, those big eyes bobbing around as he sucked over my head, almost begging me to shoot my load. By now I could manage to last 10-15 minutes with his mouth on me, sometimes even 20. He never slowed down or asked me to finish, always keeping that slow, steady ryhthm I had grown to crave.

When I was close to the edge, I’d slowly slide up to the edge of the chair, and he would follow me, careful never to let me slip out of his wet embrace. When I couldn’t hold it any longer, I’d slip myself out and place my cock a couple inches above him. That pouty look of mock dismay begging to be covered in my seed, he always insisted I never jerked my own dick. Slowly grasping the sticky rod in front of him, knowing I needed to see the cum shoot out to really get off, he’d open wide and rub the head down on his tongue. The sexiest view ive ever had was looking down at that submissive, olive toned face, the shaft of my cock being gently massaged onto his tongue, a soft urgent moan escaping with every stroke, imploring me to fill it up.

Once the first drops of white oozed out he would speed up the strokes, always looking straight up at me, never flinching when the second jet gushed into his mouth, silencing the wordless demands for more cum.The third, fourth and fifth shots coating the pink of his mouth a soft translucent white. Always the showman, he never failed to be surprised at how much cum he managed to suck out of me. Pushing it out of his mouth and swishing it around with his tongue. Before swallowing I always made him drag the last drops out with a final draining pop of the lips. Once I felt all of my hard earned jizz was where it belonged I’d nod, prompting a big over acted swallow followed by an open mouth to prove he didn’t miss a drop.

Finally finished with my deflating cock, he’d help me slip my pants on, always kissing the tip one last time and thanking me for giving him a load.

“No thank you, such a good cock sucker aren’t you, I’ll see you next time” cooing at him like I’d just given him a thoughtful gift. When I left he’d still be kneeling there, a last wave telling me to come back as soon as I could.

Throughout the years Id say he drained over a 100 loads out of me, firmly planting my fetish of cum worship. But I’ve never cum so much and so hard as I did on his tongue, I wish I could go shoot one down his throat again, but nothing gold can stay I guess, all college boys graduate eventually.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cewtgo/mm_happiness_is_a_warm_mouth_the_best_blowjobs_i