#needed to unload

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. 

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.

“Do you think they’ll notice if we slipped away during the speeches and went and got out dicks sucked?”

Apparently nobody did, as they snuck up to my room, unzipped, and took turns unloading in my mouth, recycling their beer-laced loads. 

Word must have gotten around, as throughout the evening, the rest of the team came up, two or three at a time, to get their knobs polished. 

Drunk, horny, rugby boys at a boring awards dinner are the best!

(I’ve already booked my room for year’s event.)

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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He was visiting and this is the best he could do at such short notice, but he was a horny little fucker who just wanted to get his rocks off. 

So I went over and gave him what he needed, making sure to give his twitching hole a little tongue action while I was down there licking his balls.  He enjoyed that, but what he really wanted was to cum in my mouth and have his load swallowed, which is exactly what he proceeded to do.  When he was done, he thanked me and said that’s exactly what he needed.  

Never saw him again, and didn’t expect to, as he’d gotten what he needed, which was fine by be, as so had I. 

“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. 

That awkward moment after a straight bud offers you his cock to suck (but before you drop to your knees and comply) when he wonders whether he misjudged the situation. 

No, he hadn’t. I’d been waiting to suck him off for months, and was only too happy to provide him with the oral relief he so desperately needed.

“So you mean I get to cum in your mouth and you’ll swallow?”

It’s easy to get a straight guy’s interest.  Keeping it is a little more difficult, though I find a well placed tongue in his hole when he’s least expecting, makes it an experience he’ll never forget (and want to repeat).  Lucky me.