This Filipino boy is hot stuff and he knows it. He live casts on Blued and has tons of fans and reputation. On the casts, he has stylish hair, chats in his smooth voice with dozens of fans. Sometimes I watch but I can’t understand the language. I just sit and stroke my cock, listening to his sexy voice.
I met him before he was famous, in the laundry room of his apartment one morning. He was 18 and it was one of his first hookups. He must have liked it, because three years later he always manages to find me on Grindr, Blued, and Snapchat even while cycling through multiple accounts.
Tonight, after all this time, he invites me to his place. He lives over a plumbing store, and an upstairs storeroom, barely furnished, has been rented out to people on the cheap. It’s nearly midnight. He meets me at the storefront, and I can barely make out his figure through the glass commercial door. He turns the latch and cracks open the heavy door. “Just go upstairs,” he says as he begins the long procedure of re-locking the door. Everything is dark and I almost stumble over the boxes of products covering the stairs to the storerooms. Soon he follows and beckons for me to come into his room
It’s dark here too, and cramped. There is a couch by the door and it’s clear we will not be going inside any further. He looks at me intensely and shoves his thumb into his shorts, slowly pushing them down. I reach over and grope his erection through the fabric
“Want me to sit down?” he asks.
“If you want to, sure!”
He reclines on the couch and opens his legs for me. His underwear is just below his knees, keeping them together but I manage to kneel and squeeze in between his thighs. I bend down and ever so slowly lick his ass crack under his nuts, and he moans. “You have really big balls,” I tell him. They are like apples resting on the couch, hairless and smooth and still damp from the shower. I mouth one and then the other.
I can’t remember anything from our first encounter, so I start off gradually and then speed up, bobbing my head. He seems to enjoy it, but after an eternity I start to get tired. I’m sweating. I have to stop, and I look up at him. “You can move my head if you want,” I tell him.
“Oh really? Sure.” He grips my head, suddenly pushing it down until my lips mash against his pubic bone. His cock is deep inside me now. I can’t breath. “Ooooh yeeeaaah,” he says and he starts to move my head around. But not up as I expected. He moves me in a circle, like waxing a car. I have to hold my breath even longer to keep from gagging as I feel his cock head shifting inside my throat. After a few laps, he slowly lifts me up, almost to the tip. I gulp in some air before he pushes me all the way down again. “Oooooh yeah that feels good.” Slowly up and slowly down, then around for many seconds while I can’t breath.
Aside from the breathing part, this is much much slower than I was doing it. If only I’d known! I’m gonna have to make this offer more often…
“I’m gonna stand up, you ok with that?” he asks.
He stands up and his cock is jutting out inches from my face. He grabs my head and shoves into my mouth once more. “Ooooooooooohh yeah.” He moans again. Soon my face is turned upwards to face him. He uses it to support his weight as he leans into my face and fucks.
Relishing the opportunity, I grip his ass, shamelessly feeling him up, running my fingers around to map out every detail in the darkness. It is clenched tight and firm, and as he has arched his back upwards there are ripples in the flesh. I let my fingers fall into his crack and try to pry it open a little, but it will not yield while he is clenched and focused on thrusting his pelvis at my warm mouth.
He’s getting more frantic now, almost hitting my teeth and I gotta focus on keeping them out of the way. Nothing but my lips can touch his wildly thrusting penis. “Ooooh yeaaah… ooh yeah,“ his rhythmic moans rise in pitch.
“I’m gonna cum!”, he tells me, as a courtesy, but still he grips the top of my head so I can’t let go or do anything. He’s silent and keeps thrusting for another full minute. I hold my breath, not daring to move. The world stands still, until I feel him shooting. My mouth fills with his delicious load and he pounds it back down my throat.
Finally he stops and stands there with his dick hanging out of my mouth and lets me suck him. I stay there for him, being very gentle and he dips the slackening tip in and out of my mouth a couple of times, letting the remainder come out. I very gently suckle him
“It’s getting ticklish,” he says, making a face and I know it is time to go.