He was a world-class cocksucker, better by far than anyone I’d had before. His tongue swirled around the shaft like it wanted to memorize every vein and contour. He rubbed my dickhead against the back of his mouth like he was trying to gag himself. I felt his throat flex around my tool and I knew he was gulping down the buckets of pre-cum that were oozing out of me.
It was time for some heavy-duty face-fucking. I grabbed the back of his head and held it in place while I started pumping my meat in and out of his mouth. He moaned in ecstasy, and I knew that this was a guy who liked having his partner call the shots. That suited me fine, I’d always been the dominant one in all my relationships.