2.12.2005
- I leave my eyes resolutely on the screen as he enters the room, trying vainly to ignore my peripheral vision. He comes up behind me and rubs my neck for a moment, then grabs my shoulders and turns me around. His cock is right at eye level, so close my eyes can't focus on it for a moment. I give the head a quick kiss and turn back to the screen, pretending disinterest.
That doesn't last, of course. He simply turns me around again and steps over my legs, locking my knees in between his. Again, my field of vision is filled with his cock. I raise my eyebrow, and stick my tongue out, looking up at him cheekily. He grunts, and slaps me across the face a few times with his dick before letting me take it into my mouth. I keep my eyes on his face as I slowly lean forward until my lips are less than an inch away from his balls. He smiles down at me and mumbles "You've been practicing".
I hum a bit in agreement, then slowly suck my way back up to the head, working my tongue against the underside up to the slit, then dip the tip of my tongue inside of him for a quick taste. I spend a few moments nibbling on the ridge beneath the head before he roughly takes my head and pushes me down, hard. I take the hint, and wrap my hand around the base of his cock right below my lips, and start moving up and down, slow, with a loose hand at first, then faster, tightening my grip.
His soft moan encourages me, and I reach up with my other hand to fondle his balls, enjoying the way his sac tightens at my touch. Soon his hips are thrusting against my face, leaving me to only sit and enjoy, waiting for that moment I know is fast approaching. When he hisses and stops moving, I quickly take up the movement again, squeezing tight and sucking hard. His hand replaces mine, and he stumbles, knocking me back against the desk, slipping out of my mouth and cumming all over my face, my hair, my shirt, everywhere.
He giggles after a second, pointing to a spot about 4 feet up on the wall, where he had shot over my head. I laughed too, then quickly set to work cleaning him up, milking the last drops out of his hypersensitive cock before he pushed me away.
Buttoning his pants, he kisses me on the top of the head and openes the front door again. "Be back" was all I heard as away he goes, again.