Date: Mon, 09 Oct 2000 03:26:11 GMT From: B J Subject: Lookin' for head (pt.3) Hey guys, here's another installment of my stories. Thanks to all of you that have written, I love hearing from ya. Just like the others, this story is true, just the names are changed. David Looking for Head Part 3 Well, since many of you liked to hear about Brandon I thought I'd write some more about him. And in case this is your first story of mine that you've read I'll describe myself. I'm 35, 6'2", about 220, have short brown hair, green eyes, a goatee, a moderately hairy chest, and about 6" or so. I live in Columbus, OH. My FAVORITE thing to do is be the recipient of a sloppy, wet head job, especially from someone that really gets into it. I have been fortunate to have met several guys (and a few girls!) that fit that description. Brandon is one of the BEST of all of them (if not THE best). I met him several years ago on AOL in the M4M chat room. He had one of those screen names that told you exactly what he liked to do, give head. I wrote to him and we started chatting and he decided to come over to my apartment. Well, this is a description of some of those times. Not too long ago I called Brandon up at work and asked him if he was free that evening as I was going to be in his neighborhood. He said sure and to call him later. I told him that I was REALLY looking forward to hooking up, as I hadn't cum in a couple days. "Cool" was his typical response. I hung up and was half hard just thinking about it. Later that night I went to a kickboxing class that I was enrolled in at the time (a GREAT workout in case you've never tried it...it kicks your ASS). After an hour of that I was sweating up a storm and just had on some cotton shorts and a tank top. There were no showers there so I just headed out to the car to head to Brandon's. He really got into the sweaty-cock thing anyway, so I knew he'd love it if I came there that way. 10 minutes later I was at his house. I rang the bell and soon he answered and let me in. Brandon smiled and we exchanged the usual pleasantries. He reached over and ran his fingers down my chest (still somewhat sweaty) and dipped them in his mouth. "Uummmmm" was all he said and turned and walked up to the bedroom. I was already hard as we walked up the stairwell. Partially up the stairs he reached back and felt my cock as it tented out my shorts. "Nice..." He breathed with that guttural voice that I loved. Soon I was sitting on the bed as Brandon started pulling off my shoes. I started to pull off my tank and he stopped me. "I want to do that.." I just smiled and he pulled my sweaty shirt off. Then he worked on pulling my shorts off. He stopped at my jock and leaned down to smell my scent. Without saying anything he pulled them off and my cock sprang out, anxious to feel his mouth. I leaned back on some pillows and grabbed the headboard of his bed as I watched him start to devour me. With his usual smile that I can only describe as "evil" he took his hands and started at my chest and rubbed them down my body. His eyes followed his hands as they took in what they were just presented with. My dick twitched as his beard gently brushed it. I was fuckin' anxious for his mouth to swallow me but I knew that I needed to be patient, to let him build the energy. And build it he did. As he was coming back up my legs with his hands they stopped just above my cock. He licked his lips and I watched as he nuzzled into my balls, breathing in the heady aroma of my workout. A moan slipped from my throat as he licked each of my balls and then slowly up my shaft. Next was my favorite part. Brandon has this thing that he'd do whenever he was about to go down on me. He'll lean forward quickly and lap up my pre-cum, just sucking on the farthest tip of my cockhead. Then he keeps his mouth there and laps at it slowly, sucking in so he gets it all. I love that sound. Brandon pulled his head away for a second and jacked my dick until some more pre-cum glistened on the tip and down again he went to lap it up. For some reason my mind always thinks to how ants harvest secretion from aphids. In a single quick movement he dropped down and swallowed me to the root. My eyes always start to roll when he does that. I could feel his tongue swirling around my shaft and his mouth coaxing my balls to unleash their gift. That was not going to happen yet, but it felt pretty good anyway! Across from the foot of the bed Brandon had a large mirror placed perfectly so that I could see myself be serviced. He had angled it so that I could see my face as well as watch his head bob up and down on me. I don't pretend to think I'm some Greek god, but I have to admit it was pretty hot to see me with my hands over my head and a guy slobberin' on my knob. You could see my chest hair still matted with sweat flowing in little waves where it was starting to dry. After a few minutes I grabbed Brandon's head and slowed him down and pulled him off. My dick came out with a wet "pop" and he licked off the threads of precum that ran to his lips. Sliding off the bed I asked him to lay down with his head off of the edge. I wanted to fuck his mouth and wanted to feel it go deep. We had never tried it but I knew that he'd be able to do it. And like anything else I've asked him to do, he gladly did it. Straddling his head I leaned forward, holding my cock in one hand, I slid it nicely in his open mouth. I felt his tongue out over his teeth to keep from scraping me as I melted into his throat. "Hhmmmmm" was all I heard from him. I gathered that he liked it. I leaned forward some more, leaning on both hands now, and started to slowly pump in and out of his warm opening. I looked down my chest and watched myself vanish in his mouth and reappear...glistening wet. It just made me harder. Brandon's hands slipped up and wrapped around my ass and motioned for me to pump harder....not a problem! I started pumping his throat and continued for at least 15 minutes. I used to feel guilty that I was taking too long, but had be reassured later that he could take it as long as I could. So many times in the past the guys/gals that I had been with seemed to get tired after only 10 minutes or so, Brandon was definitely a notch above the others. I would pump his throat as deep as I could...hard and fast, then I slowed down and just enjoyed the feeling his mouth was giving me. I could feel him swallowing the mixture of precum and split in between my thrusts. Soon I was getting ready to pop my nut and, once again, started pumping faster. I could hear Brandon gag every so often but I knew from past experience that he liked when I plunged in his throat. I could feel his nose hit my pubes and feel his throat contract as I got closer to shooting. I know my cock head swells when I get close and I just fucked his mouth like a demon. Within a few minutes I felt my balls tighten up and I fell over the edge. The first volley shot straight down his gullet but I pulled out enough for the rest of the shots to hit right on his tongue. He loves to feel that and started to suckle on my cock as the last streams flew out. My head was light as I felt him nurse as much of my cum out of my cock as he could, all the time moaning and swallowing. It was heaven. I could barely keep myself up but managed to as he slurped the last few drops out of my softening cock. Finally I rolled over and just tried to catch my breath. Another A++ head job.