#great tasting cum

After the gym, he had his protein drink … and I had mine!

Thick, sweet, and creamy, his load tasted great as it slid down my throat. 

“Alright mate, you gonna be around later, on my way back from the gym?”

This stud had a Sunday morning routine … run, gym, shower, blowjob, brunch.  I loved swallowing his load before sending him off to brunch with the girlfriend.  Said he could handle the brunch, as long as he got to unload in my mouth first.    

The highlight of his week … and mine. 

You’d better be here to suck my dick!

Well it was2:00am, everyone else had gone to bed, and he was on his last beer and final cigar.  Of courseI was there to suck his dick!  What else could a stud like this possibly need before bed?  So I got on my knees, unzipped his shorts, and gave him the perfect ending to a lazy Sunday evening.

By the time he had finished his cigar, he’d deposited two beer-laced loads down my throat, telling me to “swallow it” each time as he unloaded.  After I’d finished swallowing his second load, he said “man, I’m done”, downed his beer, got up, zipped up, and went to bed. 

He never made eye contact with me the next morning.  Oh well.

That moment when the horny stud you’ve been eyeing all night follows you into the guest bathroom, locks the door, and undoes his pants. He knows what you want and you know what he needs.  After all, the most beautiful thing you can do for a man is offer to take his load; figuratively, mentally, and physically.  

Two minutes later, he had dumped a weeks worth of cum down my throat, zipped up, and gone back to the party.   Tasted great! 

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I told him “if you think that’s impressive, wait til you see what I can blow with my mouth”

He didn’t have to wait long, as for the next forty-five minutes, he just kicked back and enjoyed his cigar, with my mouth gliding up and down on his cock, edging him until he took a deep breath, exhaled, and spewed a thick wad of sweet cream deep into my mouth. 

“Okay, you win” he sighed, as he took the last few puffs of his flickering cigar, while I sucked out the last few drops of his cum from his cock. 

(Yep, I always do)

After serving people all evening, I figured it was only fair that somebody serve him.  So after leaving him a huge tip, I “accidentally” (on purpose) left my card at the hotel bar, and he was kind enough to come up to the room during his break to return it.  No good deed goes unrewarded, and I knew just the right way to thank him.  So got on my knees, unzipped his pants, and sucked him off. 

It didn’t take him long to blow in my mouth, and I happily swallowed his thick spurt down.  As he pulled out and tried to zip up, I looked up, said “I’m not done yet”, and took him back into my mouth, his cock getting hard as I did so. He said he really had to get back to work, so I stepped up the pace and reached into his boxers to gingerly stroke his still heavy balls. After only a few minutes, I could tell he was getting close, so I started stroking his cock harder as I sucked it. “Oh fuck yeah, I’m gonna cum again, here it comes. Oh I’m gonna cum, oh yeah, oh fuck, I’m coming-I’m coming” he managed, before jetting in my mouth, letting out a massive sigh as he did so. 

Once I’d milked his cock dry, he said that he really didneed to go, so I let him zip up but looked up and asked him “when do you get off?” He looked down and grinned “I thought I just did?”  I got up and started stroking his cock through his pants. I leaned close to him and as I licked around the rim of his ear, whispered “what time do you get off?”  “2 am” he replied,  “Good, as this isn’t the only place I wanna stick my tongue” I breathed, as I took my tongue out of his ear, sucking his ear lobe, before letting him leave.  

Ten minutes and two loads later, he was back behind the bar feeling refreshed and re-energised, thinking about what the hell just happened and what was aboutto happen, should he take me up on my offer.  

Curiosity must have gotten the better of him, as at 2:15, there was a knock on my door and by 2:30, he’d showered and was laying back on my bed, legs spread, enjoying the best rim job he’d ever had.  (I think it was the onlyrim job he’d ever had.) Two hours and three more loads later, I was finally done with him. 

When I checked out the following morning, I didn’t see any bar charges on my bill.  I guess I already paid in full.  

Him: I’m just about done here, see you in forty-five minutes?

Me: Sure.

Him: I’m gonna be coming straight from my shift and still be in uniform. That okay?

Me: Just come as you are and let me help you relax.

Just under an hour later, he was on my couch, belt off, pants down, legs spread, while I serviced his weapon.  He just kicked back, hands behind his head, letting out sighs of relief as he enjoyed getting his cock expertly sucked on, all the while having his balls gently stroked.  Judging by his moans, he was really getting into it, perhaps a little too much, so without warning, I pulled off.  

“Don’t stop” he gasped with surprise as I moved off his cock and licked down his shaft towards his tightened, heavy balls. I looked up at him and gingerly licked up from under his balls to the base of his cock. “Ahhh” he sighed as my tongue traced his nuts from bottom to top.  “You like that?” I asked, before going down and licking him again, only this time starting a little lower.  “Yeah” he gasped.  The next time I licked just short of the top of his ass crack, across his taint, and up his balls. He let out an even bigger gasp and once again I asked him whether he liked THAT!  “Fuck yeah” was his reply.  “Want me to stop?” I enquired.  “Keep going” he managed to sigh.

By then, there was only one thing left to do.  So I licked down his balls again, only this time didn’t stop, but instead darted my tongue into his twitching married dad hole.  “Ah fuck, holy shit, fuck, oh fuck yeah, Jesus, ahhhh” he sighed as I eased my tongue in and out of his hole.  He obviously hadn’t had much, if any action down there.  As I flattened my tongue and licked up, I asked if he like that, and he said it was amazing and didn’t want me to stop.  So on it went.  Me eating his ass, then licking up across his balls, up his shaft, taking him in my mouth and sucking him off.  And when I felt he was getting close, I’d stop and go back to tonguing his hole. 

After a few cycles of this, while I was tonguing his ass and stroking his balls, he said he was getting close and asked how I wanted him to cum. “Anywhere you like” was my reply.  “In your mouth?” came a suggestive reply.  “Do you want to cum in my mouth” I asked?  “I wanna cum in your mouth”  he stated.   “Okay” I said as I proceeded to suck him off, knowing it wouldn’t be long now.  “Oh fuck yeah, that feels fantastic” he said, adding that “if you keep doing that, you’re gonna make me cum, you want me to cum, you want me to cum in your mouth?” “Mm hmm” I managed while sucking him.  “Will you swallow, it’ll turn me on if you swallow” he gasped in between moans.  I stopped sucking, looked up at him with a look that said “of course I’ll swallow” before grinning, licking his head, and going back to sucking his now throbbing cock.   

Now that was all sorted, he was able to just kick back and enjoy the last few seconds being sucked off.  Just then, his cock started to pulsate and he said he was getting close. “I’m getting so close, you’re gonna make me cum … don’t stop, keep going, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, here it comes, ah yeah, I’m coming, I’m coming in your mouth, ah fuck yeah, ahhhhhh,  ahhhhhh,  ahhhhh, take it, swallow it” he moaned as he shot his thick, masculine married cop load into my mouth for me to swallow.  Jet after jet of sweet cop cream laced my throat as it went down. He just kept shooting  and I kept swallowing until hew was done. 

When he was done he cleaned up, got himself together, and went home to the wife and kids. And that was how I managed to service my first cop.  After that, I was hooked. 

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“It’s about time you get here.”

After six months away, this sailor was back for two weeks and wanted to make up for lost time.  I ate his load, hole, and anything else he wanted.  Five loads in one night, and two the next morning, he was a cum making machine and I was only too happy to swallow every single drop.

“You’re late”

He wasn’t happy as when you’re a personal trainer, time is money, and this stud had a few hours until his next session and had texted saying he was stopping by.  I soon put a smile on his face as right as we’d got inside, he ordered me to get on my knees as he unzipped and pulled out this already hard cock and shoved it into my mouth. 

After working out some of his aggression (along with his first load), we moved over  to the couch where I was able to perform a more thorough and dedicated service, resulting in another two loads, before he looked at his watch and said “ Bro, I gotta go, need to be back at the gym in twenty minutes.” 

He got up, pulled up his pants, grabbed his hat and said “same time next week” before walking out the door. 

Me: “What do you want?”

Officer: “What do you fucking think I want?”

Me: “Well,”

Officer: “Well I want you to get on your fucking knees, open your mouth, and fucking blow me!”

So I did, and while tugging at his stiff zipper, he looked down and said, “I don’t have all fucking day, get your mouth on it” as I reached in and freed his fat cock. “Ahh, that’s it” he sighed, as my mouth slid across his shaft. “All the way down” he ordered, instructing “and don’t even thinkabout pulling off. I willcum in your mouth and you willswallow it.”

That was the last nice thing he said to me while being serviced (most was which was unrepeatable), but that’s okay. I know anything a guy says when he’s approaching the point of no return is inadmissible and he’ll calm down once the batter leaves his balls, as it did with this stud … about 90 seconds after I went down. 

It was a long as he needed to dump SIX fat spurts of his married man milk deep into my mouth for me to swallow. Thick, creamy, and delicious, just as I knew it would be.