Laundry Room Paramedic

“You inspire me to do the best I can, so I just think about what I like when I get sucked, and I also listened to how you reacted when I tried different things. And you know, it might be time for you to think about how special I think you are. That’s why we’re here.”

I smiled. “Is that why that thing keeps pointing at me?” as I looked down at his big dick.

Liam smiled back at me. “You know, as much as I enjoyed making you cum, that blowjob you were giving me before was amazing.”

“Say no more. It’s my time to thank you for your service!”

He groaned. “Thank me for my service? Am I going to have to endure corny paramedic jokes every time we’re together?”

That took a second to sink in. “Every time?”

By now, I was sitting on the shower seat again, stroking him, but we kept talking. “Yes, every time. I know you’ve got this image of me, but even if you’re right and I could be with lots of different people, I don’t want that. A few people I really like is more than enough! And I think you may be one of those ones I really like and want to have around.”

My heart was pounding, and I could barely believe what I was hearing. But I sure wasn’t going to argue!

With that, I tried not to fall puppy-dog in love like some horny teenager, and I just went back to what I knew we both enjoyed. Taking him in my mouth, I found that he was leaking a veritable flood of precum, and I sucked him deep and hard, enjoying every sensation again. That giant dick using my mouth and throat, that ass in my hands, running them down to his big, powerful thighs… it all was so hot, and he wasn’t going to take too much longer.

He was fucking my mouth for a few minutes when he said, “Mark, I’m not going to last much longer!”

I actually pulled him out of my mouth at that point, so I could say, “Empty your balls down my throat, Liam! Give me every drop!”

Then I took him deep in my mouth again, and he was fucking my throat like he was out of control. Before long, he let out a deep groan and held my head impaled on that amazing dick as I felt it pulsing again and again. I could taste his hot cum flooding my mouth. I backed up a little, swallowing what I could while I kept the head of his dick and as much of the shaft as I could on my tongue. Wow, he was shooting a lot, and he was making a lot of noise. It was so hot, knowing I was making this huge stud of a man cry out like this. As his orgasm continued, he put a hand on the stone wall behind me to steady himself.

Liam was breathing very heavily as he slowly came down from his orgasm. Still taking deep breaths, as his big chest heaved, he picked me up and chuckled a little, telling me, “you’re a bit of a mess,” referring to the cum I couldn’t manage to swallow that was running down my chin.

I got some on my fingers and licked it off. “It’s yours, so it’s delicious.” I’m not even that into eating cum, but for the right man… well, Liam’s load was a pure turn-on. But then he really surprised me.

He said, “It’s delicious? Really?” I smiled and nodded. He smiled back and said, “I think I need to verify that,” and then he was kissing me again. Big, messy kisses, where he was licking up his own load from my chin and then kissing me deeply. Our hands were all over each other again, and I was in heaven as this massive, gorgeous man made out with me.

The unattainable god-in-a-paramedic-uniform had taken me home and had sex with me. And in the course of our fun, he clearly suggested that it wasn’t one-and-done. So where would this go? I guess I’d have to wait to find out. In the meantime, I felt like the luckiest man alive!

My thanks to friend and fellow Literotica reader MarcLuciFer for inspiring this story. This is the first time I’ve written something that wasn’t pieced together from my own experiences. So thanks, Mark, for sharing your hot paramedic with me and letting me share you and him with the world! -Jess

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