I loved having his spongy head and shaft thrusting into my throat, but I also wanted more of Mark. It was going to be a challenge. He had reached his full size and he was deliciously thick, but I wanted to see if I could get my chin all of the long way to his balls as well.
I resumed stroking John’s saliva-slick shaft while I slowly worked more and more of Mark’s meat deeper into my mouth. An odd sense of accomplishment came over when I finally bottomed out with Mark’s meaty shaft filling my mouth and protruding deep into my throat. I was so full, my jaw and throat stretched to their max, but I was so pleased.
When I first pressed my chin against his balls and my nose to where his pubes would normally be, my cock surged, straining to break free of its confines. Oddly, I smiled inwardly at the fact that I was fully contained. There was something about not having control over my own orgasm that made me even hornier. I felt like I was going to explode, but I was loving every minute of it.
I bobbed on Mark’s fat cock over and over. I had gotten used to the size and was plunging it in and out of my throat with relative ease. He had long passed the point of worrying about being quiet and he moaned aloud almost nonstop.
I was still a relative newcomer to all of this, but what I lacked in experience, I more than made up for with attentiveness and enthusiasm. I truly loved devouring cocks, and everything that came from them.
Mark’s stamina was impressive and my jaw and throat were starting to ache, so it was a good sign when he started thrusting into my gaping mouth and throat with more urgency. It wasn’t going to be long before I got a taste of Mark’s creamy seed, and I couldn’t wait.
I felt his cock stretching me even further, so I knew he was getting close. I pulled him out of my throat so I could enjoy the taste to its fullest. I was sucking on his fat head with all I could give, and he exploded into my mouth, quickly filling it to the brim.
I took my mouth off of him so I could savor his cum before swallowing it down in multiple gulps, which allowed him to blast me in the face and down my neck. I loved the feeling of his warm spunk against my skin, slowly dripping down my neck and onto my chest. Had I not been so focused on milking him dry I probably would have rubbed it all around.
As it was though, I had more to do. I dove back onto his pulsing shaft to finish him. With how much I had already swallowed and the copious amounts that were on my face and running down my front, I was able to take the rest of his seed into my mouth and down my throat without having to release him from my mouth until he was done.
As soon as I felt that Mark was spent I let his magnificent cock fall from my mouth and immediately turned to suck John fully through my mouth and into my throat. I was well warmed up so I went right into enthusiastically bobbing on him.
Mark flopped onto the couch once I got going on John, turning to lay against the armrest with his right leg against the back and his right foot still on the floor, his messy cock softening on his leg.
John runs his hands through my hair as he thrusts against my movements, eventually finding them on the back of my head. He holds me still and I let him take control and plunge his cock into my throat and almost back out of my mouth. He isn’t overly aggressive, his thrusts slowly pushing into my throat until his balls rest against my chin, before pulling back out until his meaty head rests on my tongue. Each time he stops there I suck, and then he slides back in, slowly making love to my mouth.
It must have been the excitement of having another friend playing with us and watching, because John didn’t last as long as I would have expected, what with all of the times he had cum recently. Eventually he filled my mouth and I kept him in and swallowed as much as I could. When I couldn’t take anymore I pulled him out and stroked while letting him shoot onto my face/neck, his warm cum dripping down to mix with Mark’s.
I licked him one last time and then sucked on the head in an attempt to coax out what little there was left in the tip. Satisfied I looked up at him and smiled, proud of another job well done.
John was the first to see Mark’s sloppy cock and balls. He had dripped cum similar to how he dripped piss. His then soft penis was wet with cum, with some even glistening on his thigh. After John pointed it out I got on my hands and knees on the couch and made my way to where I could clean the inviting mess with my tongue.
John came up behind me on the couch, leaning over my back so he could watch, which put his softening cock between my cheeks. He caressed my back and then grabbed my hips, pulling me onto him as he humped softly against my hole. It was only a short tease before he layed back against the opposite armrest, only instead of spreading out he squeezed his legs between my outstretched knees.
I finished cleaning Mark, tasting as much of his spunk as I could get. The attention had kept him from going completely soft, but a new erection would need to wait until I had some rest.
I sat back onto John’s legs just above his knees, looked into Mark’s face, then slid back to settle into Johns’ lap, with his slick penis nestled against my pucker. My breath was forced out as my sensitive hole settled onto his mound. I smiled at Mark and then I layed back on John, grinding against him twice before relaxing against his chest.
I was horny as fuck, but also nice and relaxed where I was.
We all talked while we lay there. I could tell it wouldn’t be a really long break. The feeling in the room was electric, the air charged with our arousal, mine especially. They were both spent for the time being so we rested.
I periodically grinded my ass against John, testing to see if he was recovering yet. I was getting a little uncomfortable in the position that we were in.
He wasn’t there yet, but John was slowly starting to get hard again, “As much as I love lounging on the couch, can we go lay down where it’s a little more comfortable. I can turn on the tv back in the bedroom.”
Both guys agree, so we relocate to my bedroom. Mark props up against a couple of pillows, half sitting, half laying. John followed suit and sat in basically the same position against the headboard toward the other side of the bed. I flipped on the tv, turning on a random movie on HBO that we had all soon numerous times, then I took the same position on John’s lap, making sure to slide his penis between my cheeks before I settled on and against him.
We relaxed on the bed, Mark and I both pulling the sheets up to our mid-sections. The air conditioning was on so it was a little cool while it was blowing on us from overhead.
report I continued to subtly squirm on John’s lap, pretty sure that Mark wasn’t aware as he relaxed and absentmindedly watched the tv.
Eventually I could feel John getting harder so I slyly grabbed the lube. I readjust how I was sitting. In an attempt to make it clear that I was just trying to get into a better position, I complained, “I can’t quite get comfortable.”