Dean grunted, gasped, mewled and tugged at either side of the truck bed, rocking it gently as Sully continued to suck him relentlessly.There would be no coy teasing or soft give and take tonight.This was a blow job and, what’s more, a truck bed, public, spring break, pants down, socks on, sticky, sweaty, funky, hardcore blowjob.Sully got the memo and acted accordingly, cheeks hollowed with the effort of deep-throating his well-endowed college boy.
Make that, his hot, hung, sweaty, sticky,virgincollege boy.If this was really Dean’s first blow job, well, Sully was bound and determined to send him off with a bang.
Everypun intended.
“Sully,” Dean gasped, predictably, nearly tearing the side panels off of his admittedly janky old truck.“I can’t...I won’t...Jesus, where did you learn ...oh ...God!”
Sully chuckled, pleased that he could turn a well-spoken, bookish graduate student into a mouth breathing dimwit with just his mouth!He ignored him, dutifully, and sucked all the harder, hot, wet and loud, the way he’d been fantasizing about this moment ever since he’d kicked the sexy little shit out of his kitchen the night before.
“Unh,” was the only other preamble Dean gave him before, suddenly, thickly, powerfully, he shot his seed straight down the back of Sully’s gulping throat.He savored it eagerly, hungrily, sucking all the harder as if to milk his sexy young lover dry.But even Sully had his limits and, moving his face up the impressive length of Dean’s skinny shaft, he released the overflow, admiring the way it drizzled and drifted down the pulsing, veiny shaft, still throbbing with release.Plopping the cock from his mouth, Sully caught his breath, gasping and grunting as the last precious pearls of jizz pulsed from the glossy pink tip.
He lapped at each one, drizzling them off the tip of his tongue before savoring the literal last drops before he sank down next to Dean, breathless, sated and stiff as a board.“Leave any for me?”Dean asked sheepishly, turning to face him.Sully nodded and kissed him with damp, creamy lips, admiring the way his greedy lover grunted and gasped and sucked them straight off.
Chapter Fifteen
Dean
“Damn, boy.”
Sully’s voice was low and rich, to match the hazy look in his soft green eyes.“If I’m not mistaken, I’m starting to think you like the taste of your own jizz.”
“Only when it’s mixed with your kisses,” Dean gasped, still flat on his back, socks having drifted down to his ankles and brand new Jockey shorts clinging tightly to his knees.His cock softened as they flirted, pale and pink and glossy as it leaned, gently, to the left.
“Lucky me,” Sully teased, turning on one side to face him as he gently caressed Dean’s cheek with one rough, calloused hand.“Since I’ll never get tired of kissing your sweet little ass.”
“Promise?”Dean practically begged, too overcome by lust and, if he dared admit it, the possibility of love, to feel shame.
Their eyes met in the waning twilight, a quick glance of vulnerability between ass clenching, cock emptying pleasure.“As long as you’re here, Dean,” Sully insisted, foregoing his playful nickname as if to prove it.“I’m all yours.”
Dean nodded, glancing down at his ransacked body—sweaty, sticky, debased, debauched and utterly, literally helpless.“I’m obviously yours, Sully.”
“Then what are we waiting for?”Sully chuckled, shifting his weight as if to drift back to where their night had started.“Let’s carb load for round two.Or is it three?”
Dean somehow found the strength to hoist himself up onto his elbows, wriggling so that he crumpled up a pile of pillows at his back.“Aren’t you forgetting something?”he teased, leaning the back of his head against the truck’s rear window.The subtle movement had drifted his Jockey shorts low enough for him to wriggle them off with a single foot.Thus freed, Dean spread his pale, sticky legs enticingly, admiring the way Sully’s eyes feasted upon his wilted sex once more.
“I don’t think so,” Sully teased, still fully dressed, save for his hat.His poor cowboy hat, crushed and abandoned midway through the first—and obviously best—blow job of Dean’s young, virgin life.“I mean, now that I finally got you off, I’ll get my hat back on and then we can—”
