billthedrake: IMPATIENT“So, you gonna suck it or what, Mr. Paxton?”I wasn’t even a
billthedrake: IMPATIENT“So, you gonna suck it or what, Mr. Paxton?”I wasn’t even aware that I was hesitating, but Alex Tanner was very well hung, long and thick. And no matter how much a dude loves cock, there’s a bodily response to seeing meat that big. Recoil, intimidation. “Umm…” I started.Alex tugged at his big wang, which was lengthening out from the open crotch of his jeans but not fully growing hard yet. “Come on dude… get down there and blow, I’m really fucking horny…”Cute, baby-faced Alex was the last guy I’d expect to get all alpha on me. He was a good kid, polite, and a decent student. And not fifteen minutes ago he’d been friendly with me as we ran into each other in the parking lot of a shopping plaza.I thought I was the one taking the initiative, casually flirting with my former student and seeing if I picked up on any vibes. Alex wasn’t dumb. He knew exactly what I was fishing for. With a sly grin, he put his hands in his pocket and hunched his shoulders in an adorable expression. “OK, if I drop by your place some time, Mr. Paxton?” he asked.Now that we were in the privacy of my own home, it was like hunter and prey had switched places. I was getting on my knees and Alex was gently slapping my face with his huge dong, rapidly growing erect. I suppose a dick that big takes a while to get its steely hardness, even at 18 or 19. “Come on, dude… you couldn’t keep your eyes off of me fifth period all senior year. Now fucking blow me, man.”The hand that gripped my skull was surprisingly strong, and that cock parted my lips as I did my best to make sure my teeth didn’t get in the way. Because that large Tanner dick was coming in, ready or not. Alex now held my head with both hands and now let his hips do the driving. I gagged a little but mostly hunkered down for the face fuck of a century. “Fuckin A, man… Paxton’s a fucking cocksucker all right.”Tears streamed down my face as Alex really got into it. He wasn’t a talker, really, at least he didn’t feel the need for a litany of sex talk. He mostly rode my skull and pummeled my gullet. And within a minute and I half’s time I was being force fed Alex Tanner’s kids. He was gentler as he pulled out, his urgency giving way to his old polite self. “You’re the best, Mr. Paxton,” he said, tucking in his spent, spit wet cock and redoing his jeans. He gave me one last look. Friendly. Like an ex-student would give his former teacher. “See you around?”I stood up, still shell shocked and processing it all. “Yeah,” I said, dumbly. Then, “take care, Alex.”“I will man,” he said in a relaxed voice. I guess he was feeling that post-sex satisfaction now. I walked him to the door but he didn’t look back but just bounded out toward his car with a little strut. -- source link