"In my fantasies, I sucked you until you came, and I swallowed every drop."
From Create Your Own Story
"Get to it, then, boy," he grins, and pushes your face back onto his cock.
You suck him, looking up, enjoying looking at his rough face and strong body. He rubs his chest with one hand, fingering a nipple, and his other hand rests on the back of your head. You swirl your tongue around his cockhead, and tug on his balls, and go to town on the coach's dick, riding a high of arousal you've rarely felt before.
"Yeah, suck that dick," the Italian growls beside you. You spare a quick glance and see that the otter is swallowing the big hairy delivery man's dick down to the root. Having him watch you do this is incredible, and you're amazed at how much more turned on it makes you to know the hairy stud is watching you blow your former coach. You sink down onto the older man's dick, taking him as far back into your throat as you can, and lick and suck at his shaft until your former coach is thrusting up into your mouth with little jerks. His moans of appreciation go straight to your own dick - you're rock hard.
"Here you go, boy," the coach grunts, and pushes your head hard onto his cock. His meat erupts three times, and just like in your jerk off fantasies, you barely manage to swallow each pulse of spunk before the next one comes. You gag a little, but he holds you down on his dick until you swallow the last drop. Then he lets go, and you sit up, wiping your mouth with the back of one hand.
"Thanks, coach," you say.
"Anytime, boy," he says. He nods at the Italian, and rises, picking up his towel. "Thanks for the loaner," he says.
"My pleasure," the Italian smirks, though his breathing is choppier under the bobbing head of the otter. You watch the otter blow him, and the Italian never breaks eye contact with you, a wide grin on his face even as he grunts and moans. Behind you, the coach steps out through the mostly silent door, leaving the you alone to watch the Italian delivery man get sucked.
You're hornier than ever, and your mouth is full of the taste of spunk. You start to stroke yourself, enjoying the view.
With a loud grunt, the large hairy man unloads into the otter's mouth, and the otter struggles to swallow it all - some spurting down his lips and onto his chin. The otter rolls back on his heels, the Italian's thick cock still semi-hard and covered with spit and spunk, and grins at the large, hairy man.
"Thanks," the otter says, wiping his chin. He rises, and without so much as a glance at you, he takes off.
"My pleasure," the Italian says, chuckling. He wipes his dick on his towel, and looks at you.
"Poor boy, you didn't get to come, did you?"
You shake your head still leisurely stroking your own cock. It's true, and you're definitely horny... but maybe it's time to give in for the night.
"You want to do something more?" the Italian asks. You can't help but notice his thick dick still hasn't completely softened. In fact, he seems to be getting hard again.
You say...
