Sire started to moan with less volume and his hand oscillated up and down his massive hose with less velocity. I opened my one unglazed eye to see what was happening, and he was taking a step forward to me, getting ready to ram my mouth with his fucking huge expunging cock. I suddenly remembered, “oh that’s right. I asked him to cum in my mouth.”
Just as I extended my lips over his engorged cockhead and stopped trying to breathe, the sixth blast of hot sticky cum volleyed against my tongue, refilling my mouth with his manseed, the taste of Sire again instantly permeating my senses: he tasted like salty and milky alpha male and I wasn’t turned off at all. Sire continued to jerk himself off into my mouth, again moaning loudly as I wrapped my lips tightly around his massive sausage, and the seventh blast again splooged into my mouth. I had a mouthful of cum at this point, but I tried to stay on him, trying to make this very good for him. But the eighth and the ninth blasts into my mouth were too much. There was so much. There was too much. I don’t know if I was measuring manjuice or virility or submission but I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I would start to choke if I didn’t do something.
I finally choked and pulled off. Some of his cum came out of my mouth along with my spittle as I coughed and some cum dripped down my lips. But there was still so much in my mouth, lathered along my tongue.
I swallowed it all almost instinctively so that I could breathe again, gulping it down like water after a long run. I took a huge breath after that, inhaling deeply. My hands were still weakly latched onto his hand, which was still in my hair, holding me down in position on the shower floor.
I was covered in his spunk. I had just swallowed his spunk. He just had decorated me. He had glazed me like some filthy donut. He had funneled his essence into me and I had swallowed it. Sire finally let go of his engorged cock, which thudded wetly against my left cheek, smaking some of his cum off me. His free hands wondered up his body to his head as he breathed, his sweaty chest compressing and decompressing in heaves. His hands eventually rested on his head as he stared down at his masterpiece below him.
report “Oh god you’re fucking amazing,” Sire said to himself between heaving heavy post-coital breaths, his sweaty chest still compressing and decompressing widely in time with each.
I looked up at Sire above me, his hulking cock resting against my left cheek, still oozing some cum on my face. He was breathing heavily, his chest compressing and decompressing. He was lightly covered in a sheen of sweat that shined through even the shower spray flowing over his shoulders and chest.
“Jesus, Kay, you suck cock better than my wife. Was that really your first?” Sire asked, looking down at me. He chuckled a little to himself. He extended his hands down from his head, one of them palming my head again and the other gripping the base of his still hard shaft. He held my head in place with one powerful hand while his other hand began to slowly swipe his massive fuckrod against my cheek, wiping his hot sticky cum along my lips.
After I swallowed another dallop of the cum that Sire had swiped from my face and into my mouth with his engorged fuckbeast, I finally got around to answering his question.
“I watch a lot of porn. I think I might have picked up a few things,” I replied and then smiled and laughed. The shower spray was washing his cum off my face as I remained knelt before him, looking up at the man who had just gayed me out.
“Take a break before round two? I wanna fuck you all night,” Sire said, volunteering the itinerary for the rest of the evening.
But I had other ideas.
“No, l want to clean you,” I replied, still kneeling before him.
I lurched my head forward and licked some of his cum off his fuckrod in one fell swoop.
“Oh wow. Starting to love it, I see,” Sire stated matter of factly, smiling widely and still taking deep breaths. Sire used his hand to direct his cock back into my mouth, wiping a copious amount of the cum that he had drenched on my face into my mouth as he did so. I opened my mouth to allow him entry and began to suck his manwrecker clean, alternating between swallowing more of the cum that he wiped into my mouth with his cock and licking along the sides of his dick to clean him and mouthing the tip of his fuckrod to make him feel good.
I put both of my hands back on his waist, but this time my hands slid around him to grasp his ass. I used his taunt butt to steady myself as I went to work. I licked along his length. I kissed his balls. I cleaned him of all his residue. As I sucked him clean, his spunk on my face would make more of a mess along his cock, and I would repeat this process again and again.
“Oh you like my cum, don’t you, you dirty little whore?” Sire whispered encouragement down to me as I cleaned him with my mouth and tongue.
Sire continued to hold me down in place with one hand and used his other hand to finger his cum on my face into my mouth.
After a thorough cleaning, Sire reached down to me on my knees and pulled me up off the shower floor. My legs wobbled slightly from being on the floor for so long but he quickly pinned me against one of the glass walls of the shower and gripped my hands in his. He splayed me against the shower wall, my arms and hands above my head as he held me there. Our raisined-wet fingers snaked together as he kissed me deeply, tasting his cum in my mouth with his tongue.
I had just swallowed a man’s cum. Now I was sharing a man’s cum with another man. I could feel proudly the sensation of getting this new achievement unlocked. An hour ago I might have been curious. But now I was licking his cum out of his mouth and he was licking it out of mine.
“Like it?” Sire asked me, a confident tone in his voice.
I could feel his hot breath. We were so close in the shower.
I nodded affirmatively and smiled. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and one of my legs around his waist. I leaned on him heavily as I kissed him again. Our half engorged cocks wrestled each other as his hips ground into mine, slowly pushing me against the wall of the shower.
Sire bit his lower lip with his upper teeth as he grinded into my younger body held against the glass wall of the shower, a nasty idea coming to him.
“Do you want me to take you all the way? We can go all the way, if you want,” Sire asked, his confident smile beaming down to me, a blissed-out post-coital face clearly indicating that he was enjoying this.
I was blissed out too. I had just had an amazing orgasm and I had also just given a man an amazing orgasm. I could still taste his spunk in my mouth.
I decided something right then and there. Sire later told me that my eyes sparkled in that moment as my volition crystalized.
“I want you to make me gay…daddy,” I purred/whispered up to Sire as our bodies continued to grind into one another under the hot shower.
There, I had said it. Because that’s what this was. Sire was going to be my gay daddy. He was going to be my first gay everything.