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The Load Before The Load

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Yes, this actually happened (the last week of June 2019)

I've known Jay for many years. He's attractive, nerdy (I love nerdy guys), and has a nice cock. It also happens that he was a virgin (in his early 20s, even!) until he met me several years ago, but that's a different story. Maybe one for him to tell.

I have a deep affection for Jay, but he's been happily involved in a relationship with another guy for a few years now, and I have no desire to interfere with that - they make an awesome couple. But, we still have a nice oral tryst once every few months (our respective spouses know about these. We don't keep secrets). A few days ago, Jay pinged me and wanted to just visit and chat. I kind of smiled, because a visit from him always ends up with our dicks out, and this visit was no exception.

He came by and said hi to my wife. She gave him a hug and shot a knowing glance over at me. "You boys have fun now," she said with a smile. Jay and I walked into the guest suite in our house. We spent a few minutes talking about my wife's new addition to our home - guinea pigs. Jay had some as a teen, so he was excited to see these (it's the little things that matter, right?). I sat across from him on a small sitting bench. He was talking to me about work and holding one of the guinea pigs while sitting on our leather love seat. He looked up and saw that my cock and balls had "accidentally" popped out of my gym shorts and immediately lost his train of thought. I love doing that to him!

Jay cleared his throat and said, "Give me a minute." He gently put the guinea pig back in its pen and went into the bathroom to wash his hands. While he did that, I stepped out of my shorts and sat on the leather love seat. He came back into the room and paused a moment, clearly admiring my thick cock. Jay, being a young guy in his 20s, has an overactive sex drive, often needing to service his cock several times a day. Due to work requirements, he hadn't had any relief in over 24 hours (practically a record for him), and I could immediately see his cock tenting in his pants.

He sat next to me, his eyes never leaving my cock, which was slowly thickening. My large, heavy balls made a massive tableau on the leather couch for my cock to rest on as it grew. His hand reached over to softly tweak one of my nipples as he leaned over to kiss me. My hand moved over the fly of his jeans, feeling his hardness struggling to become free. He looked downward and saw that the caressing he was giving my nipples was having the desired effect - my cock had grown to full thickness and length in less than a minute, and the first dewdrop of precum had already emerged at the head of my cock.

I pushed him back and began to unbuckle his belt and open his pants. The poor guy's cock was already straining to rip his jeans open. As I unzipped him, you would already see a damp spot on his underwear from his arousal. I didn't tease him. We knew what was coming next, and Jay gently raised his hips in a quiet sense of submission as I pulled his pants and underwear down, letting his perfectly shaped cock spring free. A small drop of precum was flung from his cock as it sprung away from his clothing, as if it was trying to show its gratitude for being released from captivity.

I held his cock in my hand, admiring its gentle curve and its youthful stiffness. His balls were impressive, too. Pendulous and massive, they clearly advertised that this was a tool made to produce semen, and lots of it. My wife liked to say he had a "Goldilocks Cock," not too big, not too small, and definitely "just right." At about seven inches, his cock was long enough to make me have to work at getting it completely in my mouth, but not so thick that I felt it would dislocate my jaw. Considering he's the only guy I've sucked in a long time, I was happy that it was so ideally shaped, with a slight, graceful curve to it - I would swear it was designed to angle perfectly from my mouth and into my throat, and I fully intended to prove that to him today.

I leaned down and gently licked the head. Jay sucked his breath in as I began my gentle oral assault. He enjoyed my mouth, knowing that he had to give no instructions or guidance to me. After several years of knowing each other, he knew that my mouth would do exactly what he needed and when he needed it, and he thought today would be no exception, except I had a slightly different plan this time, as he was about to find out.

My left hand fondled his large balls as I wrapped my right hand around the base of his shaft, pushing down on his cock to make his skin taught. My mouth descended on his hardness, leaving it awash in wetness, as my tongue swirled around the head of his cock. I could taste another drop of his precum. He normally doesn't leak a lot unless he has a lot of sexual tension, and it was clear he had a LOT stored up this afternoon.

I continued my oral assault, listening to him moan as he gently slipped a hand into the back of my shorts, squeezing my ass. His legs would alternately stiffen and relax, his hips gently thrusting upward occasionally. I would move my head up and down in tune with this motion, letting his cock slip deeply into my throat on occasion, taking him right to the limits of my gag reflex. I carefully paced my breathing to ensure that he was getting maximum contact from my mouth and tongue, feeling his cock become impossibly hard.

Occasionally, I would lift my head off his cock and give it full length strokes, my hand deftly sliding along his very wet cock. The only sound you could hear now was his heavy breathing and the sound of my hand wetly stroking him. I took the time to admire his erection up close, staring at yet another drop of precum forming at the tip. His leaking was becoming profuse now, his body tensing up more and more. It wouldn't be long until his energy was unleashed in that ultimate male moment. I placed my mouth just over the tip, sucking the precum away as if his cock were a straw. I pulled back again and stared. The tip where I had just been sucking had turned a deep purple, and the head of his cock was flared to its maximum size. He was not far from orgasm. His ball sack was drawing up now, clearly lifting and separating his two orbs, nestled right up against the base of his erection. His cock was as taught as a violin string, and I was about to play the crescendo that he ached for.

It was this moment when a man is at his maximum submission. His entire being is focused on his cock, his orgasm, his need for release. He is conflicted. Wanting to put his hand there and take over, but knowing that it was my hand and mouth that was in control of the pacing. He knew he was free to release at any time, but I knew his signals as well, and today, I wanted to stretch his pleasure out a little more. I would occasionally pause my oral attention and stroke his cock, feeling his body stiffen as he prepared to launch his cum, then I would drop my mouth back down on him deeply, letting his cock feel the back of my throat, but only lightly touching around his shaft, pulling him back from the brink just a little bit. I repeated this several times - long, wet strokes with my hand, followed by dropping my mouth deeply on his cock. My eyes never came off him. Mostly I was watching his balls and the base of his shaft, watching for those telltale contractions that would signal the flood. I intended to do this for about another minute, but neither of us were expecting what his cock would do next.

The physiology of the male orgasm is pretty much identical for each man. We get aroused, the semen builds up, the seminal vesicles give the signal to release it when full, then...presto, cum leaps out of the cock. But, sometimes, our complicated nerve bundles in the cock start giving conflicting signals. I'm not sure why. I'm no doctor, but I know that once everything in our system becomes "full," but the nervous system gets "teased," the ability to trigger an orgasm can be delayed, or prolonged. That "I'm gonna cum" moment can be stretched out from a few seconds to, under skillful manipulation, a few minutes. That's exactly what I was doing to Jay - keeping him flushed on the edge of his orgasm, but switching the signals from hand work to oral work repeatedly was causing an up-and-down effect on the trigger. But the other part of Jay's male physiology didn't care. His semen had reached max storage capacity, but his body continued to produce it at a record pace as his orgasm was stretched out. There was only one place left for the semen to go - out. And out it came.

The first thing I noticed was a change in the taste. For anybody that has blown a guy, you know that precum and semen have distinctly different tastes and textures, and my tongue was definitely registering this as "semen." It was small at first, but then it began to overwhelm my mouth. Jay's entire body was literally quivering in pre-orgasmic contractions as his cock began yielding his semen (which tasted great, by the way). I lifted my mouth briefly off him to stare at this effect in wonder, my hand continuing the gentle stroking, his hot cum was pouring out of him nonstop, covering my hand and dripping shamelessly into his pubes now. His production was copious, but his orgasm hadn't even started yet. I dropped my mouth back on his cock, knowing that he needed to release now. I was done teasing him, it was time.

My mouth bobbed up and down on his impossibly tight and throbbing cock, swallowing the pre-orgasm semen as quickly as it was produced. I heard him catch his breath and felt his cock get just a little larger in my mouth. It was time. From my angle, I could look down and see the base of his cock begin its glorious contractions. These contractions weren't gentle. His cock pulsed forcefully and graphically, ejecting his cum with massive force. I didn't even need to swallow his first few spurts. They simply launched themselves straight down my throat. I could feel the heat and the wetness as it traveled down into my body. Jay was now moaning loudly and thrashing. My hand gripped the base of his cock now, and I lifted my mouth up to capture his remaining spurts as I stroked him to completion. His ejaculation was merciless and joyful, and his cock heaved another five times, each contraction filling my mouth. I swallowed as quickly as I could, but his pace exceeded my abilities, and some of his cum escaped my lips, dripping down his shaft and onto his still-taught balls.

His contractions began to subside as he quickly entered his refractory period. I knew I needed to be gentle now. I took my mouth off his cock, admiring his rapidly shrinking, semen-covered shaft and balls. Jay was panting in complete exhaustion. He was spent. I gently moved my hand up his shaft, being careful to avoid stroking his overly sensitive head now. I was pushing up the last of his cum through his cock. A final pearlish drop of semen emerged at his head, and I gently brought my lips to it and sucked it away carefully.

I sat up and looked at him, his arm dr*ped over his head, panting forcefully. His cock, once standing proud and tall, had shrunken quickly to nestle back on his now-relaxed balls. Some cum was still on him, mostly at the base of his shaft and his pubes. I had considered cleaning him up, but I wanted it to stay there a while. I wanted him to know what he experienced, to bear witness to the residual remains of an orgasm he would never forget.

Minutes passed. He was finally recovering. His breathing was back to normal. He looked at me and smiled. The kind of exhausted smile one gets from a mind-blowing orgasm. I leaned back on the couch, finally realizing that my cock was throbbing at full erection and had been profusely leaking. We both stared at it, seeing my shaft thickly covered in precum and already dripping off my balls. Jay turned to his side, his mouth attaching to my nipple and gently sucking the way he knows I love. His hand wrapped around my cock, but unable to completely close around my massive thickness. It was one of the things he liked so much about me. He began to slide his hand over my cock, using my precum as lube. His mouth expertly working my nipple, his free hand tugging on my other nipple. It tilted my head back and moaned in ecstasy, the taste of his cum still in my mouth.

It was my turn now.

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