Date: Sat, 19 Jun 2010 22:28:17 -0700 (PDT) From: Mouth Foryou Subject: Granddad's Cum Hungry Boy 2 *Standard disclaimers apply. This story and its characters are fictional. It is sexual in nature, specifically intergenerational sex between males. The story has an incestuous theme. If this is offensive to you, please do not read further. If you are under legal age to read this material or you live in an area where this is illegal, please do not read further. All characters are of consenting legal age. Granddad's Cum Hungry Boy: Part Two By: Mouth_foryou I woke up around five in the morning pressed against granddad's warm naked body. His strong arms were pinning my face to his hairy chest. My cock was rock hard and my bladder was full of piss, but I didn't want to get out of bed. I felt safe and loved nestled into this man. The strong, musty scent of last night's sex permeated the bedding. I could stay here forever. I gently reached up and ran my finger over granddad's beard growth, which appear over night. His handsome, manly face above me snored softly. I traced further down his neck to his chest and brushed his abundant graying fur with my fingertips. Granddad quietly moaned, but did not wake. I continued to explore his chest, and in my hazy semi-sleep I let my tongue circle his nipple. Slowly I reached below the blankets and felt his cock. It was soft and fleshy to the touch. I cupped his man balls in my hand and lightly hefted their weight in my palm. Damn, I loved these balls and just knowing they were full of man cum made me shiver in anticipation. Granddad moaned again and pulled me tighter into him and I sighed. As he woke from his slumber, he said, "It's nice to wake up to fingers playing with my cock. It's been a long time and I sure do love having someone take an interest in that old thing of mine again." "Grandpa, it's not an old thing. It's beautiful. I love touching it." Granddad chuckled, "Ha! I bet you'll say that to all the older guys." "No, it's only you, Grandpa!" "What time is it anyway?" "After five," I informed him. "Well," he stretched and yawned, "We need to get up and get to work! Breakfast and chores need to be done and then we have to head out to the fields to see how the workers are doing. No time for hard working men to be lying in bed playing footsie." "Can't we just stay here and have some more fun, Grandpa? Sure would be nice, if we could do more of what we did last night." Granddad had pulled himself out of bed and I was offered the chance to admire his hard, firm body again. His soft cock swayed gently as he walked to the chair to get his bathrobe. His great balls were nested in gray pubic fur and the four-inch shaft draped casually to the left made me take a deep breath. His cock head was huge with a flaring corona and gapping piss slit. I felt a surge run though me that was raw lust. My lips and tongue craved the taste of his dick. Upon seeing granddad's cock, my entire body became charged. Every part of my being wanted to take that grand, fucking cock into my mouth again. In an instant I was insanely horny and would have pounced, if granddad had shouted at me, "Jason! Boy, you got it bad. Go take a cold shower. We've got work to do. Fun and games have to wait!" I jumped immediately and was snapped out of my sexual trance. I gathered up my clothes and ran off to my bathroom. After taking a morning piss, I hopped into the shower. I didn't take a cold shower as granddad suggested, but I did let the warm water rush over by body. Alone and deep in thought about my newfound feelings, I decided that sexual desire could sometimes be very scary. I wasn't sure what to do about that. It was as if I became someone else at the sight of a man's cock. A visual and chemical induced lust took over my soul and twisted me into something else: a cocksucker. In the warmth of the shower I smiled and thought, "I need to maintain control over this, but there is no denying that I really do love it. I'll learn to wait until the right time, the right situation and then I can go wild because I really do love sucking cock. More important is there are men out there who love to get it!" I met granddad in the kitchen and we both ate a quick breakfast. He laughed and asked me if I felt better after my shower and I told him I did. He told me that sex was fun, but I needed to be in control and not let it control me. He smiled at me and said, "Learn to let the monster out of the box when it's appropriate, Jas, or who knows what'll happen to you. Sex is like a drug... it's always something you want more of. But remember life has responsibilities and you need to be able to separate the two. There's a time and place for everything. It's part of growing up, learning self-respect and self-control. And... waiting for sex often intensifies it." Granddad winked at me and I didn't see the need to tell him that I kind of figured that out on my own in the shower. The rest of the day was as ordinary as any day could be. I did find myself checking out the guys we ran into during the day a little more than normal, but I kept my feelings in check. I didn't want to be known as the town cocksucker; although, I wouldn't have minded getting to know a couple of the guys a little more intimately. I think granddad knew what I was thinking and smiled a lot. He would furtively motion with his eyes as if to say, "Look at him or check that out." I couldn't help return his smiles. Granddad joked and laughed with everyone we met and for the first time I felt very comfortable in the presence of men and not ashamed of my feelings towards them. I even got the impression that some of the men would enjoy having my mouth all over their cock. When we return my father had left a message on the answering machine indicating that he wouldn't be home again. Granddad winked at me and said, "I guess your old man's got himself a hot one." Then without warning he pulled my body to him and pressed his open mouth towards my mouth. He explored my mouth with his hot tongue for a few minutes as his hands squeezed and grabbed my ass. After we broke our kiss granddad said, "But then I think I've got myself a hot one too!" I just smiled up at granddad and began to unbutton his shirt. My fingers explored his chest as my arms wrapped around his torso. We embraced into another passionate kiss. Granddad's tongue was on fire and I felt its heat probe the inside of mouth. His tongue was fighting with my tongue in the confines of my mouth. Then granddad began to suck the air from my lungs into his and then gave me his breath back. I broke the kiss momentarily to gasp and take in air, but granddad wasn't finish and his kiss took me again. I felt his hand grab onto my ass again. Then I felt him grab it again harder, only this time he was cupping his palm and squeezing my asshole. The sensation was wonderful. Granddad's aggressive action against my bottom was making me wild in side. Through my pants he kept squeezing and rubbing my asshole and I instinctively let my legs spread wider to give him access. Our kiss continued and I unbuttoned granddad's shirt and pushed it off his back. I ran my hand across his hairy chest and behind his back to an embrace. He continued to deep kiss me, taking my breath away. The kiss felt like forever. This is where I wanted to be forever. As our kissing slowed, granddad had his two hands on each of my ass cheeks. He slowly squeezed and pried the two halves apart digging his fingers into the cleft of my ass, pushing my underwear deep into my ass crack. That's when I felt granddad's massive hard-on. He was rubbing and prodding his jean covered cock into my hard cock. I reach down and gave his cock a gentle squeeze and he moaned and sighed, "took you long enough, you sweet cocksucker. But it was worth the wait." "Grandpa, you make me feel so horny. All the things you do to me make feel so good." I gave his hard cock a couple of quick squeezes. It was fully erect in the confines of his pants. I could feel and remember the girth of it as I rubbed along its length. "Well, grandson, I've had a lot of experience and everything is still new to you. It feels great being the one to teach you all of these sexy things. And the truth is you make me feel hot too. You make me feel younger. I like you feeling how hard your kiss has made me. I love the teasing, knowing that soon you'll have your lips on my cock. It's something no man can resist and I am no exception." "Grandpa, it must be so uncomfortable trapped in those pants." I started to pull the on granddad's belt, when he stopped me. "I think we need to bathe, boy. Get a whiff of this." Granddad pulled me into his armpit and made me sniff his underarm. We'd both been out in the fields for most of the day and the hot sun and hard work had caused up both to sweat a lot. Granddad went on to say, "Now some men like it clean and some men like it dirty and your old grandpa, well, he can go both ways. But with this being one of your first few man sex experiences, I think we should go clean tonight, son. Although, judging by your rock hard cock and glazed over look, I can tell you really enjoy the smell my sweaty pit. I just don't want you to have sensory overload. My crotch is mighty ripe right now." With that said I slid my tongue into granddad's strong, musky pit and he laughed and pulled me away from him as he raced off to his bathroom. I had no time to object. He knew I loved the smell of him. It had been driving me crazy with lust all day. I had wondered if his crotch smelled stronger and here he confirmed it. Deep down I wanted to know the strongest scent of this man. But I guess I'd have to wait. I imagine it was a deeper, more pungent scent than what I smelled last night. It was as if heady man smells went straight to my cock. I was rock hard and leaking precum into my underwear. I hesitated for a few minutes in this dreamy state and I too was running after granddad to his shower. By the time I got to the bathroom, Granddad was already naked under the spray. "Get in here and lather me up, boy! Use your hands to explore every part of me. I'll love the attention and I know you will too." There was that sexy, killer smile. I quickly removed my clothes and jumped into the big stall shower, my hard dick leading the way. Granddad handed me the bar of soap and I rubbed the bar over his chest and began to lather him up from his chest to his armpits and across his flat stomach. And as I cleaned, I explored every inch of his hard lean body. Then Granddad turned his back to me and asked me to clean his backside. I felt every inch of his large broad back lathering the small patches of dark back hair below his shoulders. Two thin patches of hair on either side that I knew I would kiss later on tonight. My hands roamed to his lower back and then onto his masculine, hairy ass. "Clean my ass crack, boy! Really go wild and get to know every inch of this man's skin." I love it. Granddad bent slightly giving me access to the deep canyon formed by his hairy ass cheeks. I soaped up and down the length and let my fingers circle his hole. He moaned and told me that's a man's most sensitive spot. A man always loves to have his hold played with. In his ecstasy he cautioned me that although a man liked to have it rubbed and stroked, many real men did not enjoy penetration. He taught me that a cocksucker should be cautious when it came to ass play and to be certain of the willingness of the man before going too far. I spread granddad's ass apart and let the shower water rinse his ass. I surprised myself at my own actions, when I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his ass ring. "Now I may not like penetration, son, but I surely can appreciate a good ass kissing," he moaned. When I finish my asshole kiss, I allowed my tongue to lick the outer rim of his hole. I think I was in heaven more than granddad. He slowly turned towards me and I was presented with his large, thick, and full extended eight inch cock. He grabbed the shaft and wiped the head of his leaking manhood across my lips. I opened my mouth and let my tongue lick the water and precum dripping from his engorged organ. I was about to swallow him whole, when he reached down and pulled me up into another one of his breathless kisses. He took the bar of soap from my hand and began to lather me up, paying extra attention to my back and ass. I felt electricity whenever his fingertips brushed against my butthole. We both finished our cleaning and in an agitated manner he said, "Let's dry off and take this action to a more comfortable place." We quickly dried each other off and I soon had granddad kissing me on his bed. It was wonderful feeling granddad's full body weight press down against me as he continued to kiss me with the lustful passion of a man on fire. I returned his kiss with my own young lust. His cock had lost none of its stiffness and I felt it press hard against my ass. I knew he was just as excited as I was to play our games again. Granddad broke the kiss and I looked into his blue eyes. At that moment I realized that we both loved each other more profoundly than ever. Granddad and I knew we had become more than just family. We had become lovers too. Granddad smiled at me and brushed my hair from my eyes and told me that he loved me. He told me he would teach me all I would ever need to know about loving and giving pleasure to a man. He also explained to me that some men would return the favors of love and others would not. He said that I would need to learn to enjoy my own sexuality in the pleasure of sexually pleasing a dominant man. "A dominant man will always keep you fed and full of cum." Again he smiled and kissed me lightly on the lips, "You're cum hungry, boy. You know it and I know it and as much as I love you right here and now, you will need more cum than I can provide. I'll always give you as much as I can muster, but we'll need to find you some other sources." I knew he was right. As he spoke my right hand had found its way to his crotch and I was gently stroking his magnificent cock. I love the feel of its hardness and the smoothness of its head. I love the feel of the silky juice that leaked from the tip. I licked my lips in anticipation of tasting it. Granddad chuckled and growled as he rolled me over on top of him and proclaimed, "Have at it boy! Show me how much you love my cock. Show me how much you want to please me." It didn't take me but a second to slip between granddad's legs and nibble and lick at his leaking cock head. I was eager to show granddad everything I had learned. All the maneuvers he had taught me to make him enjoy sex. I ran my tongue around the corona of his cockhead and let my tongue tickle his frenum. I dipped the tip of my tongue into his piss slit, pursed my lips and gently sucked the growing build-up of precum from his cock. I became one with my mouth and my tongue as I explored every inch of my granddad's eight inches of meat. I lovingly kissed and sucked his balls. I nibbled and caressed the inside of his hairy thighs. I savored the smell and taste of his maleness directly at the source. I felt alive being a cocksucker. I felt that there could be nothing better in life than burying my face between a man's legs and allowing myself the pleasure of this wonderful oral servitude. Each moan from granddad was a signal to my cock sucking soul to continue to perform. Continue to work the meat. Continue to offer my mouth to the cock for its pleasure. My lust was crazed. Somewhere in my cock sucking frenzy, I had take the head and shaft into my mouth and down past my throat. I realized I was swallowing my granddad's full manhood from tip to base instinctively now. No gagging or retching. My throat had learned to open to its fullest to accept his cock. His big, fat wonderful cock! In that instant I developed my alternative soul dedicated to giving head. It was now much more than just eating cum. It was to live the experience, the taste, the texture, the scent, the warmth, and then, the ultimate explosion of cum that is given to me when I suck a man's cock. I felt myself in those moments, with my granddad, become the cock worshipping whore I would always be. I heard granddad continue to moan and gasp. I heard him shout that my mouth was better than any vagina he had ever had. He praised me and begged me to slow down. He was close. I was at one with this great cock. I would feel each expansion as it grew closer to its ultimate destiny. Then, I knew I had the control. I slowed my pace and gradually removed my sucking face from my granddad's crotch. I kissed my way up his belly and chest to his face, he was insane with lust. "Why'd you stop?" He groaned. "You had me at the edge and you stopped. Oh you are a naughty, nasty boy!" Granddad pulled me close and trembled as he gained control of his need to shoot his load. "I should fuck your tight, little virgin ass for that!" But somehow we both knew it was too early for granddad to shoot his wad. We had hours of playtime left. I just grinned at granddad, rubbed my thigh against his steel cock and whispered, "I just might like you to fuck my tight, little virgin ass too!" Granddad laughed and told me that we would have to work on that. He said a cock like his would tear my butthole open, if it wasn't done carefully. But he said after that glorious cocksucking, he was sure I'd be the kind of boy that would take to ass fucking like a cylinder to a piston. Then he began to kiss me again and I felt his strong hand squeeze my ass and felt him grind his cock against me. He nibbled my ear lobe and whispered in my ear, "Now where did we leave off, my sweet young cock slut?" I sucked granddad's tongue into my mouth and we kissed for few long minutes. His surging manhood was urgently prodding into my ball sack. I knew he needed relief. I knew he wanted to unleash a torrent of hot cum into my eager mouth, so I slid down his hairy torso and returned my face to his pulsating cock. In the half light I could see his stiffen to it fully glory, throbbing, hard, and deep red. I gripped the base of his cock in my hand and licked the precum covered head into my mouth and slowly sank my lips down to the soft hairs encircling the base of his dick. No choking, no gagging. It was just one fluid motion as my throat opened and swallowed. I could think of no better place to be, but here, with a man's cock buried balls deep in my throat. I began to work in earnest for my reward. Granddad had me change position so he had access to my cock and ass. He started tonguing and fingering my asshole. First, one and then two fingers were sliding in and out of my hot hole. The sensation made me go sucking wild on his cock. Granddad moaned as I let his cockhead piston between my lips and I could feel him gasp and shake each time I sent my lips to the base, wedging his large cockhead in the tight confines of my deep throat. Granddad became verbal as he grew closer to spewing his load. "Oh you are a sweet cocksucker!" "You like having Grandpa finger your boy-hole!" He took to beating my cock with one hand and rapidly sliding his two fingers in and out of my ass. Every now and then he would push his fingers all the way into me and wiggle the tips against a place deep inside me that sent shivers through my dick. He did this several times until finally I couldn't take it anymore and my cock began to spray gobs of cum between us. My asshole squeezed around Granddad's fingers and he moaned and his cock expanded to its full intensity and he sent volley after volley of hot cum into my mouth and throat. As Granddad's cock slowly deflated in my mouth I continued to suck and lick the head with my tongue. I guess no cum to waste is now my motto. I didn't want to lose a drop of that wonderful taste. Slowly Granddad had me pull off his sensitive cock and I move up to lie beside him. He was breathing heavily and I let my mouth cover his for a sweet gentle kiss. Our tongues were softly touching each other. When the kiss was broken, Granddad in a low, drowsy voice asked me to get a warm wash cloth to clean my cooling cum from his chest. Instead I ran my tongue over every part of his body that I could find where I had shot my load. Granddad just chuckled and commented again on my love of cum. After I had completed the task of giving him a tongue bath, I raised the blanket over us and spooned into his softly snoring body before I drifted into a deep satisfying sleep. The next morning I woke to find Granddad already gone and a note indicating he had "chores" and wouldn't be back until late afternoon. He left me with a list of my own chores to do, so I got up showered, ate and got straight to work. At around eleven that morning Raleigh came by to look at Granddad's tractor. Raleigh is the local fix-it man and Granddad had asked him to drop by and take a look at the old tractor's starter, which was on the fritz. Raleigh was a tall, thin man I guessed to be in his late forties. Raleigh had jet black hair combed straight back. He was one of those men who had a five o'clock shadow ten minutes after he shaved. His eyes were steel blue and his skin was also very white that it made his naturally dark hair more prominent. He had long tuffs of straight black chest hair protruding from his collar and I could tell he was very hairy beneath his plaid cowboy shirt and loose fitting jeans. Raleigh is always very serious and gives a first impression of not liking much or being mean guy. The fact that I had never seen him smile only made the impression more valid. But he's a "damn, good mechanic," Granddad always said, "the best in the county". I wasn't sure I like Raleigh that much myself, but I guess being a newly awakened cocksucker, I couldn't help but take few furtive looks at what Raleigh might be packing between his thighs. I had to try hard to control myself and wasn't too sure I was doing a good job, but Raleigh didn't seem to notice what I hoped were just casual glances at his crotch. In his loose jeans, I couldn't tell anything, but that was probably for the best. We walked over to Raleigh's truck and I was standing next to him when he reached into the truck bed and pulled his tool box from his truck. It was the first time I notice that Raleigh had a very strong, sexy masculine scent about him. I don't think I had realized that before now. As I escorted him to the barn, I found myself walking closer to him, trying to take in as much of his aroma as possible. It was erotic and it was making me crazy as hell inside. Raleigh was strong enough to break my spine, but his manliness started making my asshole twitch and his musky scent was electrifying my dick. Much of my concentration now turned to keeping my dick down and carrying on our idle conversation about school and work and the weather. Once inside the barn I pointed out the tractor and said that's the one. I indicated I had my own work to do and started to leave. I was anxious to get away as I felt my cum hound blood boiling down to my cock at the thought of this man. "Sure could use a bottle of cold water," Raleigh called when I reached the barn door. "Sure! No problem. I'll get you one. Be right back." The trip to the kitchen refrigerator gave me time to cool down. Ever since I started having sex with Granddad, it felt like every cell in my body was now seeking out more ways to find cock and cum from anywhere. I knew I had to be cool about it and that not all men understood this kind of desire. But damn, if Raleigh hadn't put my hormones into overdrive. His man smell was enough to make my mouth water, my cock hard, and my balls ache for his love juice. I was determined to give him his cold water and get the heck out of the barn as quickly as I could. When I got back to the barn Raleigh was already working on the tractor. He was bent over the backside of the machine tinkering with something. "Here's your water, Raleigh" I said and as he came up from around the tractor I noticed he had removed his shirt. In my state of hyper desire this only made matters worse. He was as hirsute across his chest as I imagined with only pale skin on each side of his flat, muscular stomach separated by a thick, dark bush of a treasure trail leading down to my presumed heaven. At this point Raleigh approached to arms length of me and like a zombie I lifted the water bottle to him. But instead of taking the proffered bottle, Raleigh said "kinda hot in this old barn, hope you don't mind I took off my shirt." I shook my head and for the first time I saw Raleigh smile. "No, I reckon you don't," he said and reached his arms over his head to stretch his back. With that move the full smell of Raleigh's body crashing down on me. It was raw man and it was good. So good it sent me in to sensual overload I had never experienced. I became dizzy and literally swooned, fainting into Raleigh's strong arms. When I awoke my head was laying in Raleigh's lap. We were back in the house on the sofa. Raleigh must have carried me inside after I collapsed into him. He was gently stroking my hair and asked, "Jason, are you okay, boy?" "Huh? Uh... yes, I'm okay." Coming back to my senses I tried to lift myself up only to have Raleigh holding me firmly in place telling me to take it easy. "Really, I'm okay," I told him." "I'm not so sure. Maybe I should call your Grandpa or take you to a doctor or something?" "No, really, I'm okay! No need to do that, Raleigh. I'm okay. It was just the heat in the barn." It was then I realized that my head was lying in Raleigh's lap and he was looking down at me with a warm, concerned look. It was then I realized the sweetness in the man. I slowly reach my hand up to Raleigh's exposed chest and ran my fingers through his hair. I grazed each of his nipples and felt the warmth of his chest beneath my exploring fingers. "That feels so nice, Jason. You want to tell me how you're really feeling now?" It was like a damn in me broke. I turned my face into Raleigh's stomach and sobbed. "Oh, Raleigh, I'm sorry. I don't want you not to like me." "Now, why would I not like you, Jason? You seem like a good kid. Your Grandpa speaks very highly of you. Is there something I'm missing?" With that I mumble into Raleigh's belly that I liked men. "What did you say?" he said and I turned up to look at him with tears in my eyes and said, "I like men, Raleigh. I like older men and you are so sexy, I think your sexiness made me faint." Raleigh laughed a little and stroked the side of my head and said, "Well you're in luck, boy, because I happen to like young men. And I think you're a very sexy young fella too." Raleigh then began to rub his index finger along my lips and all I could do was part them and moan. This gave Raleigh the opportunity to push his large finger into my mouth and I instinctively began to suck on it. "Good boy. You like to suck. Raleigh here likes that. Why don't you come up here and kiss this old man?" And I did just that! I move myself up to Raleigh's parted lips and kissed him. I opened my mouth and let him slip his hot tongue in to me and I began to suck it like I knew I would get to do to his cock soon. After a few minutes our kiss broke and Raleigh asked, "So what made you faint, boy?" I sheepishly explain to him that I like the way he smelled. "Ah, so you like a little man smell?" I nodded and he lifted his one arm over his head and said, "Well, I've got plenty of that to share." Raleigh pushed my head into his armpit and I buried my nose into it and was overwhelmed by the heady sent of this strong man. My cock was instantly erect and straining at the fabric of my pants. This was a fantasy. I had never been with anyone other than Granddad and now here I was with Raleigh and he was everything I could have dreamed. After a several minutes of sniffing and enjoying the feel of his hair against my face, I began to lick the salty, bitter taste of Raleigh's sweat. It was heavenly. Soon I felt Raleigh's hand pull my head back to his lips for another one of his sweet kisses. He told me I was a perfect boy for him. Then he smile again and whispered into my ear, "There one other place where my smell is stronger, boy. Are you up for it?" I looked into his eyes and smiled a boyish grin and began to kiss my way down his neck, chest and belly. I let my tongue dance a bit in the hair confines of his bellybutton as I slid my knees to the floor. I slowly began to rub up Raleigh's thighs through his jean clad crotch. I could feel the stirrings of his manhood beneath. I reached for his belt buckle and began to unfasten it. I popped the button of his pants and slow eased down the zipper. At this point Raleigh grabbed my two hands and pressed them into his warm and growing crotch. "Don't be afraid of the beast," he said, "it will never hurt you, but only serves to please you." And with those kind words he lifted his ass from the sofa and slid his jeans down. By this time I had already pulled Raleigh's cock from the waistband of his undershorts and in awe. "I want to be naked when you serve me, boy. Take off my shoes and pants." I did as Raleigh asked. This gave me the opportunity to really look at "the beast" while Raleigh stroked it to its full glory. It was beautiful and I was not disappointed. Raleigh was definitely hung and yet he was so different than Granddad. As I said Raleigh was a hairy man and his crotch was surrounded in a deep black bush. At the end of his treasure trail, just below the beltline, his bush exploded into a full pelt of pubic hair that spread down to his upper thighs and looks to cover his ass as well. The hair looked both soft and coarse at the same time. The hair was matted, but I could tell it was straight like his underarm hair. This was so different from my short, curly pubes. This masculine bush of hair completely circled his expanding cock, which was not quite as thick as Granddad's, but longer, maybe nine inches of 100% fuck meat. Beneath the cock shaft sat two large balls. Where Granddad's balls were golf balls in a nice tight sack, Raleigh's balls were egg shaped in a loose, folding sack of skin. Surprisingly, I notice the big balls had less hair as they hung very low and looked full cum. I licked my lips in anticipation for the best feature about Raleigh enormous cock and balls were his equally enormous cockhead. It was big. Plum sized and flaring at the edges. Not a large plum, mind you, but still big and made to look larger because it sat atop a narrow cock shaft. Wafting above all this previously confined meat was the deep, dank smell of man. A dark and sensual odor that began to permeate my senses sparked an inner urge in me to tame the animal before me. The beast was standing tall, wet, and angry. All I could do was gulp and think it was swallow or be swallowed. I knew I was going to do my best two swallow that monster or die trying. After I had Raleigh's shoes and pants removed, he opened his legs wide and invitingly. I looked up to him and he smile and said, "Why don't you get closer now and get to know your master a little better? Start with my balls, boy. I love a lot of ball action. It's the best next to sucking on this head." He said this as he waved his cockhead at me. The head looked ripe and juicy. I felt my heart skip a beat, knowing I was in cocksucker heaven. I reached my hand up and gently cupped Raleigh's big balls. They were heavy as I hefted them in my palm. "I haven't cum for a few weeks," Raleigh stated, "so you can expect a large load. But as excited as I am for you, son, I'm still gonna make you earn your treat!" Gladly, I thought. Let's make this adventure last a long time. I gently kissed my way up Raleigh's inner thighs, delighted in the fur and scent of his body, which became stronger the closer I got to his flesh covered nuts. I tentatively tongued the warm scrotal sack and then began a full assault. I wanted this man to enjoy the sensations of my mouth tasting his jewels. Sucking and kissing. Licking and probing the sack with wide circles. As my mouth continued to work feverishly on each nut, I'd allow my nose to bury itself into Raleigh's thick pubic bush. The smell was intoxicating. I was delighted to feel with each deep inhalation my asshole open and close in spasms. Thinking to myself, what's this new sensation? As I licked the sweat from Raleigh's balls with widening circles the flat of my tongue began to move toward the cock shaft. I was now licking the lower shaft and allowing my fingers to stroke and massage Raleigh's heavy balls. Moans elicited from by partner were my reward. I was doing a good job. I looked up to see Raleigh's head thrown back enjoying the feeling of my ministrations. I also now notice precum oozing from the tip of Raleigh's cock, which was making its way down the shaft toward my eager mouth. Upon contact I sighed... finally the taste of the man's juice. I wasn't disappointed. It tasted sweet and slippery. It made me eager for more, so I began to work my way up the long cock shaft, making sure not a drop of precum was wasted. Minutes that felt like hours passed until I reach the ridge of Raleigh's flaring cockhead. Once my tongue touched the man's glans he moaned and gasped, "That's it, baby boy. You've reached daddy's sweet meat and he loves how you're taking care of him. It's time for you to start giving me head in earnest, young man." Raleigh began to wipe the head of his precum leaking cock over my cheeks, the bridge of my nose, and across my lips. "Open that pretty little mouth of yours cocksucker and get ready to please daddy." I parted my lips and Raleigh slowly pushed his cockhead into my opening mouth. As I ran my tongue beneath the piss slit, I was rewarded with a flood of precum. It was fantastic. Granddad never produced this much precum I was becoming addicted to the taste of Raleigh's cock. With the entire head of Raleigh's cock now fully lodged in my mouth, I began to move my tongue, swirling around the tip. I allowed my tongue to run up and down along the piss slit, which again issued forth a wad of precum and a wonderful moan from Raleigh. I let the head slip from my mouth to where I just had my lips pressed against the tip of his dick. Then, I swallowed the head back into my mouth. I did this several times making sure that my teeth were out of the way and that my lips rubbed along the outer edge of the flaring cockhead. The ever flow of precum was like honey to a bee. I began a sucking motion with each outward pull. My desire for Raleigh's full load of cum was growing and I wanted to coax it out now. I wanted to work him up and get his cum into my hungry mouth. To do this I knew I needed to provide maximum pleasure. Raleigh was an experienced man. He was doing his best to hold back my reward and prolong the pleasure. He loved having his cock sucked as much as I loved sucking it for him. During the process I realized that I had only been playing suck and fuck with Raleigh's cockhead. I knew for maximum pleasure I needed to take his cock down to the pubes. I needed to let him feel my throat muscles squeeze, stretch, and pull at his love organ. But this was a long cock. I wasn't sure how far down I could take him. At first I began short jabs to the back of my mouth. Just to the entrance of my throat. This action only brought about six inches of meat into my mouth. I needed to do better. I went down one more time and pressed the cockhead to the back of my throat. I felt my throat yield a little, but not penetrate. With tears in my eyes, I looked up at Raleigh and he smiled. "I appreciate your trying to take it all, son, but we can take it slow. You don't have to do it this first time. I'm in no hurry and don't want to see you hurt, boy." But I was eager to please him. I felt the need to be his cocksucker. I wanted him to experience my love for his dick. Again I took the cock down to the back of my throat. I amazed at how, although his cock was rock hard, the cockhead continued to retain some of its soft, velvet sponginess. I knew that if I just could relax, I could swallow this huge cock and once I learned, I would know how to do it time and time again. At this time Raleigh had taken my head in his hands and was gently sliding it up and down his hot pole. He never pushed beyond the deepest point I had achieved. His up and down motions and the pumping of his hips into my face relaxed me. I was no longer doing all the work. It felt good to let the man take charge of my head and mouth. All I needed to do was concentrate on my tongue licking the underside of this man's cock. I only needed to relax and push up at the next thrust and let his beautiful cock slide down into my throat. I could do this for maximum pleasure, for his and for mine. And just as I thought this, I pushed my head upward at the exact moment Raleigh had reached the back of my mouth and we both felt the pop of his cock into my throat and I felt it slide down until my lips and nose were flush against this man's pubic hair. "Holy shit, sweetheart," Raleigh cried out, "You did it! You took my whole cock! Oh my, you're a sweet cocksucking boy!" With several short jabs down inside my throat, Raleigh began to withdraw, but although I was starting to feel the effect of lack of oxygen, I wanted him to know his cock was at home there. So, I began to put up resistance to his retreat. The effect was providing greater sucking sensation and more precum leaking into my throat. Eventually, Raleigh pulled is cock from my violated throat and mouth and pulled me up to him. He began to kiss me passionately. With each kiss he told me he loved me. With each embrace he said not many could do that and it was so special that I did it on the first try. He asked me how it felt. I told him it was great, but I was worried about not breathing. He told me that I should try to breathe through my nose when he put his cock out, but if I couldn't get the hang of it to slap him on the ass and he'd pull out long enough to catch my breath. Then Raleigh had me reposition myself on the sofa so my head was hanging down and directly in line with his pulsating cock. He ran his cockhead across my lips and said, "Open up little boy, this is gonna be a ride both of us are gonna love!" I opened my mouth and Raleigh pushed his cock inside and just like before he started to face fuck me, but only to the beginning of my throat. He was an expert cocksman and he knew that I needed to be the one to take it all the way. And once I was sufficiently relaxed that's just what I did. At Raleigh's down thrust, I pushed up and swallowed his meat. I felt every inch of his cock slide down my throat until I felt his balls resting on my face. He then began to coach me on breathing. He pulled out slowly and told me to breath. And then pushed back down until his pubes were tickling my chin and his balls slapped my forehead. He continued this slowly until we both got into sync. Only once did I have to slap his hairy ass and being the gentleman he was pulled out to let me catch a breath, but we were soon back at it. It was then I realized I loved Raleigh's cock. He was an amazing man with an amazing tool for pleasing him and me. I don't know for sure how long Raleigh fucked my face in this manner, but he eventually began to gain speed and momentum in his thrust. There came a sudden urgency to his fuck. His balls were tightening up and I knew he was preparing to feed me. I just hoped that he would allow me to taste some of his sweet cum. As if on cue Raleigh shouted, "I'm Cumming! Sweet boy! I'm Cumming!" He unleashed a flood of come into my throat and no to be forsaken a taste of the sweet nectar, I slapped his ass and he pulled out so that my mouth was flooded with cum. He slow humped my face until he came down from his intense orgasm. Then he began to wipe his drained cock across my face. The look in his face was joy, ecstasy, relief, and as he smiled down at me, I believe I saw love. I sat back up a bit dizzy from having my head down so long. Raleigh plopped down next to me and pulled me close. "That was some fine love making, Jason. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did." Then Raleigh looked at me and said, "But next time you'll have to take off all your clothes too." Then he laughed and smiled. I'd never seen this man smile so much as he did that day. I did eventually tell him I had the best time ever with him and that although I was fully clothed, I had an orgasm in my pants. He was surprised and asked me to show him. When I showed him the cummy mess in my underwear... he laughed and dipped his finger in for a taste. He is such a special man. When he stood up to get dressed I notice a large drop of cum hanging from his deflated cock and just couldn't resist dropping to my knees to lick it directly from the tip. Raleigh smiled and told me it was nice to find a young cum hound in the neighborhood and that any time I needed a "fix" to just give him a call and he'd be over with the right tool.