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I recently received a visit from a college guy with a small cock. Now, I don’t consider myself an indecisive person, but after four “no shows” this guy almost didn’t make the cut. In the Dm before his visit, he explained how nervous he had been and that he’d turned the car around when in route to my place. Not sure what made him finally follow through with this visit but I’m supper happy to share some of the details.
First, I’ll brag a little. His visit was a magnificent experience. You don’t need a big cock to be an all star. As shy as he was, his stamina was award winning and his passion was intoxicating. I don’t recall him ever withdrawing his cock out of my mouth in fear of cumming too quick. Several times he gave me verbal promises that he would hold back his orgasm. He would get so close but ride the edge. During our session I’d literally feel his cock firming in my mouth. The blood pressure in his cock was so intense that his head felt rock hard in between my roof and tongue. With each suck I could easily plant my lips at the base of his cock. Sometimes he would challenge me by saying things like, “you’re so fucking good but not yet baby”. He was letting me know he want gonna spill his delicious treat. My response to this was only to moan and squint my brows in agony. He had so much control and I loathed not being able to determine when he would cum. Several times I was so sure I’d worked my reward out of him. He gave me all the signs: his cock head swollen to max capacity, his urethra pulsing along the bottom of his shaft, jolts and moans that suggest he had taken all he could handle. These where, however, all empty promises! I became very desperate for his release, every second felt like an eternity and I wonder which moment he’d burst. I was high with anticipation and wanted his warm seed in my mouth. I had no plans of pulling back when he was ready to blow.. he had earned my swallow.
His cock was clammy and musty; two things I love on a super foxy guy. He was completely shaved, which I assumed helped gave him an inch or two. I would nurse his cock like a baby sucking a pacifier, all the while extending my tongue under his balls and massaging them. His abdomen was covered in my frothy, slick, saliva. It ran down, dripping off his balls onto the floor. I could tell his favorite trick was caressing his balls with my tongue, his cock fully inserted, and lips firmly pressed against his body. This move would be the thing that eventually worked a heavy nut out him.
I love college guys, so naïve and cocky. Thinking they’ve had the best until they visit my gloryhole and have their minds blown.
Toward the end of the session his cock started leaking precum. I could taste the silky sweet pre-jizz on my tongue. By this point, I imagine holding back his nut was probably tough! My mouth, always warm and soft, had become super slick from sucking. There was a noticeable diminishing of his confidence when his “not yet” became soft moans of: “uoh, uoh, Uoh”.
Honestly, I became desperate for his jizz. I would not let him pull out; it was my time to tease. With my left hand planted under his balls, I continued mouth fucking his cock, applying the right amount of suctioning and speed. At times forcefully jolted my head to his body, planting my soft lips firmly against his abdomen. I nursed his cock and coupled his balls. His moans increased in volume and frequency. I knew then, I’d given him exactly what he wanted.
I remember right before he came he became weak and feel backward in a quick jerk motion. It was clear he wasn’t pulling out as the motion was quickly followed by a plung so forceful it almost through me back. During orgasm his body moved sporadically. He became very expressive of his pleasure. He was super loud and I wondered if my neighbors would hear 😬. He was wild and I love every moment of it. To maintain some control I pulled his cock into my mouth using his balls. He obliged my jester realizing that I only intended to keep him inside me. His expression was untamed and he risked withdrawal, which would have been devastating considering he was blowing his load in my mouth. I hope he noticed me holding him fast, as to say, “I’ll make sure I’ll take ever drop”. I knew my mouth felt so damn good and to let him finish in me was his fucking prize.
With his cock being short, I was able to fill the ropes of cum oozing out and spilling out. It was warm (body temperature), fat, and heavy. It didn’t dilute in my mouth and felt so good around his cock. Even after he left.. strands of his cum lingered in my mouth. I guess his seed super potent for making babies.
As his climax dwindled, he started regaining his composure, catching his breath with only the occasional twitch. I decided to let him rest in my mouth as long as he felt he wanted/needed. His cock deflated and became squishy. I’d play with it in my mouth. Rolling it around with his cum on my tongue, even squeezing it alittle. When he was satisfied, he pulled out, took a step backwards, pulled up his pants, and left in silence. It was an awkward exit but I didn’t care because I knew he left satisfied and perhaps stress free.
A few days later I did receive a flattering Dm in which he exclaimed me to be his best! He request a second visit, but they all do! Well, we’ll see..
I just love offering this!
