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Nick Sandell

Ignoring Nick Cage

Toward the end of the summer I was hanging out with a buddy, we were just shooting the shit watching Netflix or something. I don’t quite remember the details, we were a little hung over from the night before. After mindlessly looking for something interesting to watch we landed on some Nick Cage movie; I hadn’t seen it and I don’t recall if he had. I guess it doesn’t really matter.

Anyway we were sitting there just relaxing. Every time we hang especially when it’s just the two of us he constantly touches his cock—drives me fucking nuts. Makes me just want to get on my knees and suck him. He knows exactly what he does to me. And the urge is even worse when he wears mesh shorts. Looking at the hot outline of his cock and balls makes me so eager. So it was a day that was a deadly combination for me as we sat there together relaxing watching some bad Nick Cage movie, he in a pair of red mesh shorts constantly grabbing himself.

I don’t believe we got very far into the movie, maybe 10 minutes, before I looked at him with my eyebrow raised. “You need some help with that?”

“Help with what?”

“You know what I’m talking about.”

His smile was wide, ear-to-ear. “No, why don’t you tell me.”

Ass, wanted me to say it out loud. I rolled my eyes. “You’re practically jacking your dick off. If you’re not careful I’m going to have to suck it.”

“Yeah? That’s what you want?” He grabbed at his waistband exposing his half-hard beer can. “Then you better start working on this cock.”

I lingered for a moment, just looking back at him. The two of us smiling shit-eating grins. But my hesitation quickly passed. I was down on my knees tasting his cock like a dog with a new bone. As I bobbed up and down on his thickening cock I could taste his funk and smell his intoxicating scent on his pubes. It made me delirious. I let his cock plop out of my mouth, looked straight into his eyes, and then licked his balls before tracing my tongue up his shaft. He groaned, “Fuck yeah. You like that cock? You like sucking my cock?”

I whimpered my affirmative. I fucking love sucking his cock. I reached up and massaged his balls as I opened my mouth again and sank all the way down. His dick stretching my throat.

“OH! FUCK!” He said. I let my lust overwhelm me. I just wanted to sit there all day sucking him, worshiping his massive cock. It was like the perfect cock. I kept looking at him, our eyes would lock, and he’d smile a knowing smile.

After a few minutes of working his dick, he told me to get up. We smiled at each other as he slipped his cock back into his shorts. I wanted to keep blowing him, but clearly he had other plans. The movie played on some, I barely paid attention. I just kept thinking about his dick. My own cock stiff and leaking in my jeans. I don’t know how long we sat, cracking jokes about Nick Cage, making snarky comments about the movie before I felt his hand on the back of my head. He pulled on to his cock again. I licked at the fabric, he pulled his cock out. I started working on him. Licking and sucking his huge dick. Swallowing it, tasting it, making love to his balls. He moaned and encouraged me, I whimpered and groaned. It was so fucking hot, worshiping cock like that.

I sucked on it for a while. We continued this throughout the movie. Sometimes on my knees between his legs other times on my stomach across the coach with his hands down my pants tickling my hole. Ignoring the movie, only to have him stop me after a few minutes so we could go back to watching Nick Cage do whatever he was doing. We repeated this process for the entire movie, it was like a two and half hour movie. Me sucking my buddy’s cock for about 5 or 10 minutes before he’d tell me to stop. Then we’d watch the movie for about 10 or 15 minutes before I’d go back to sucking him off.

Eventually the movie was over, both of us were fucking horned as shit. I couldn’t believe my buddy was able to let me blow him for that entire movie without cumming. As the credits rolled, he got up to take a piss. I followed him to his bathroom just off the kitchen so I could watch him. As his stream began to flow he told me to get on my knees and drink straight from the tap. I didn’t even hesitant. I leapt across the kitchen getting my knees to drink down his hot salty piss.

I heard him laugh at how eager I responded to his instructions. I drank down as much piss as I could, a few drops dripped down my chin. Once he finished we went to the fridge and cracked open some beers. We chatted a bit about the movie, joked about how I just fucking slurped down his piss.

As he leaed back against the counter he smiled that shit eating grin again. “Get back to working on my dick.” I was on my knees before he had even finished his statement.

I slurped and licked and swallowed his cock. He groaned. I massaged his heavy balls. I wanted him to cum in my mouth so bad. I bobbed up and own, pushing myself as far as I could go until my nose was buried in his bush. I wanted him in me so badly. I wanted him to use my throat. He put his hand on the back of my head and then started to fuck my mouth. I stuck my tongue out as he pulled himself out of my mouth and then slammed himself back in. My spit was all over his cock, balls, and drooling down my chin and neck.

“Suck that dick, faggot. You like being my little bitch. Yeah you’re such a nasty little cocksucking bitch. You love my fat cock, don’t you boy? Work it, stud. Work my fucking cock.” A steady stream of nastiest names he could think of came out of his mouth. It only encouraged me to service his cock harder, better, faster. The smell of spit on skin filled his kitchen, our grunts and groans echoed off the walls.

Just as I thought he was about to cum, he made to stop. He grabbed and forced me to stand, grabbing at my fly and pulling my pants down. He flipped me out and pushed me over. I felt his thick cock press against my hole. It felt so fucking good. Was he going to fuck me? He teased my hole for a few seconds, rubbing his cock against me. I begged for him to slam me.

“You want that cock inside of you, bro? You want me to use you like a whore?”

“Fuck yeah! Fucking please!” Then I felt him push harder into me. I moaned as his cock began to open me up. He didn’t give me any time to adjust. He slammed himself all the way into me. “FUCK YEAH! FUCKING SLAM ME PLEASE, BRO” His neighbors must have heard me. And he obliged. He railed my hole hard. Pulling himself completely out and then slamming himself all the way inside of me, his balls slapping against mine. It felt so amazing. I was moaning, grunting, begging for him to fuck me hard. He gripped my waist tightly. He fucked me so hard I thought I might lose my balance. I reached down to start jacking my cock. Pre-cum was leaking out all over the place. I grabbed my dick tightly and started to furiously rub. I was going into complete bliss, overwhelmed with lust and my animal urges. Suddenly I heard my buddy groan loudly. Was he about to cum? He slammed himself completely into me and held himself there. He was stopping himself just before orgasm. I begged for him to continue fucking me.

“No,” he said. “I want you to cum for me.”

“Fuck yes.” I stood up and started to jack off as hard as I could. His cock still rubbing against my hole, his hand holding neck as he growled in my ear, encouraging me, degrading me, and driving me wild. Suddenly I felt my balls tighten and I immediately starting to shot across his kitchen floor. Volley after volley of my cum just spilling onto the floor.

“That’s my boy. Fucking cum for me.” I just kept cumming. It was amazing. It was one of the most amazing orgasms I’ve ever had. As it subsided I started to pant, completely out of breath. My buddy laughed. “Dude, you shot like five feet across my floor.”

“Whatever, no I didn’t.”

“Yeah, you did. See.” He walked over of where the furthest volley of my cum landed. It was like five or six feet from where I was standing.

“Fuck. Damn. Well that was a hot time.” We laughed, put our clothes on, and grabbed some paper towels to clean up. I’m still jacking off to this encounter. Can’t wait til I see my buddy again.