Over the years I've had several cock worshipping buddies--other faggots like myself who live to suck & worship the biggest & best cocks. Matt was one of my favorite cock worshipping buds--mostly because he was verbal and visual, as well as oral. His 7.5 x 6 cut cock was also a big plus. We'd call the sex lines and basically order in the kinds of cock we wanted. Big--and that really means thick more than length, and nicely cut with a perfect helmet head.
One of our best cocks was this big blond jock with a good 9 x 6 cut cock. He'd kick back in my bed, legs spread and Matt & I would crawl into his crotch and begin our ritual. We loved a big cock to begin hanging flaccid, so we could feel it grow in our mouths. But first, as both of us naked and stroking our lubed cocks, nestled comfortably, each of us lying on one of his big strong thighs, first of all we just gazed at his full flaccid cock hanging fat and soft in front of us.
Matt gently picks up the soft penis by the base of its shaft and shakes it back & forth. I note how the head really holds its form & definition even when soft. Then Matt wiggles the head at my face and I open my mouth without any prompting. He lays the meaty head on my tongue and I close my mouth on it and gently suckle on it.
Matt's face is right next to mine and he's whispering to me, "Is it fattening? It must feel so smooth on your tongue."
I respond by groaning and sucking the cock deep, my lips moving down the stirring shaft just to the brown ring. Then I grab the shaft from Matt & pull it from my mouth. It's already gotten much thicker and longer. And I feed Matt's hungry mouth. He sucks loud and slurps and I can feel the base of the cock's shaft pulse and throb. Then as Matt is sliding his face up and down on the cock, I see the fat bulging belly of its shaft. I'm lapping at the lower shaft and Matt is whimpering with joy as he fucks his face with the cock.
After a few minutes of good hearty sucking, Matt pulls the erect cock from his mouth and holds it up in front of us.
"Oh god look at the definition of that helmet head," I gasp.
I wet my finger and trace the thick, flared out ridge. My wet finger traces around and back to the underside, where I slowly trace the sculpted cleft and then the center split up the head and the cum hole spout.
Matt suggests we trace with our tongues. I take the right side, Matt takes the left, and we trace our tongues under the ridge and we meet on the top side. Next we take turns flicking our tongues into that A-shaped cleft. Matt asks me to hold the hard cock still and turn it so he can see the sloped profile view.
"Look at that contour!" he says.
Next we take turns sliding our tongues down the slope and soon we begin polishing the helmet with our drooling tongues. Swirling tongues gliding & sweeping over smooth glossy head surface, lapping at the head's slick glistening surface and finally we hold it up in front of us and we stare at the spotless shining perfect head!
"Look how the lights reflect off it!" I cry out.
Matt's beating off hard and he can't help but lap on the head's split side--lapping like crazy. Soon my tongue is lapping with his and we are skiing our tongues over the most perfect helmet we could wish for.
To be continued . . .
Another cock worshipping buddy of mine was Brian. He was a really cute blond guy in his early 30s with a smooth slim build like mine but with a cock noticeably bigger. I told him he had a cock worthy of worship himself. He'd just laugh and say to me we'd better find cocks bigger than his. So with Brian, we always had to find cock at least as thick as his 6" around girth and/or longer than his 8". I was fine with that.
Our most exciting session was when we arranged a hook-up with a hung stud who wanted to bring his hung buddy with him. That meant 2 cocks for 2 fags!
These studs were very cocky and completely into being alpha cock masters. They stripped and kicked back in the bed side by side with their crotches spread wide while we stripped and crawled side by side into those crotches. Two semi-soft prime cut cocks hung lazily over 2 smooth and sagging full scrotums--it was like fucking Thanksgiving.
Like me, Brian liked to really take his time, so he on the right, began to inspect and fondle Ron's fat cock, while I huddled on the left and did the same to Scott's.
Scott's cock hung very full and fat, the shaft sporting a handsome brown ring that divided its darker lower shaft from its lighter, pinker upper shaft. I glanced over and saw Ron had a very similar looking shaft. As I flipped up the head on Scott's cock I saw Brian doing the exact same thing--like a mirror image! We gazed at the split side of the heads and began lapping and tonguing at the well-defined features.
I was still tracing my tongue tip up & down the deep divide of Scott's expanding head when I looked to my right and saw Brian nursing on Ron's fat helmet, slurping and popping the slippery head from his mouth, wiggling the shiny dome and sucking again.
I sucked Scott's cock harder now and it thickened more, lengthened and was hard and wide and fucking wonderful! As I began sucking it deep and letting it open my throat, I looked over and watched Brian sucking hard and deep. We made eye contact and with our mouths stretched wide with cock we grinned at each other so happy with these great cocks. Brian pulled Ron's cock from his mouth and, holding it by the shaft base, waved it at me.
"Look at the perfect helmet head on this cock!" Brian gasped and stared right back at that head.
I pulled Scott's erection from my mouth and aimed its head at Brian. "Look at this beauty!" I called out.
Brian began rubbing Ron's wet head across the top side of Scott's and I steered Scott's so we had both cocks swirling and turning over on each other.
Next, we swapped cocks by rolling over each other and switching sides. As Brian rolled over me I felt is thick erection thump across my belly. That turned me on because it reminded me I was the lowest cock on the "ladder."
As Brian sucked on Scott, I guided Ron's cock right to Brian's face so he could suck both back & forth. He wasted no time alternating cocks in his mouth, pulling both out and raising them above his face so he could stare at the beauty and form of each cock.
Then he started tongue polishing the heads, glossing them up and swirling his tongue around both knobs. I couldn't resist and dove in to help. Our tongues intertwining and swirling over these sloped and contoured heads, became a thrilling French kiss! We were tonguing under the thick pronounced flaring ridges and side by side tongue trace both heads' splits up & down, up & down.
"Look at Ron's head!" I said to Brian, holding it steady, split side grinning at us. I traced my finger down the deep crease to where it sweeps off in opposite directions as the ridge.
Right at the base of that split was a triangular deep cleft--sculpted and precise in its form. "Look at the cleft!"
"I know!" Brian said as he leaned in and started digging at it with his tongue.
Ron & Scott were enjoying all the comparing and obsessing they were the objects of. Scott laughed and grabbed his cock and waved it in our faces saying, "Don't you like my cleft?"
I caught his wavering cock with my mouth and after a good loving head-nosh, I pulled it out and flicked my tongue at his cleft, which wasn't as defined and chiseled as Ron's.
"Your cleft isn't so defined--your head split parts away wider and is more sweeping," I explained.
Scott chuckled and grabbed his cock from my mouth and held it up in front of my face, shaking it slow and deliberately so the split of the head was in my full view. "You like to stare at this side of my head?"
"Yes I do."
"I like it when you do because it shows me you understand my cockhead is fucking perfect!"
Soon we decided to measure them up. Ron's cock measured 8.5" long by 6.75" around. Scott's was 8" long by 6.5" around.
I made a point of measuring Brian for them and they gave a cheer when they saw he was 8" x 6". Ron insisted on measuring mine and called out 7" long by 5" around.
Scott laughed and cried "boo!"
I was thrilled to measure in last, to be surrounded by my superiors, sucking and staring at cocks I could envy and admire and worship!
One of my best Cock Worship buddies was David. He was a short stocky Latin guy--very streetwise & tough. He used to say, "My two favorite things are fighting and sucking cock.
David was just like me--a cock size Nazi you could say. David was even more size demanding than me. Cocks that were medium girth but had a really beautiful head or were just gorgeous looking, I'd suck happily. David needed extra large & he'd choose a humongous cock with unattractive features over a full sized beauty.
Still, we were a great team. We could pass a cock from mouth to mouth without using our hands.
David had a smaller uncut cock--foreskin snug over its head, girth less than 5" around. Erect length no more than 5.5 ". So I had zero desire to suck him. He had no desire to suck my 7" x 5" cut cock. He wouldn't suck anything under 8” long & 6” thick!!
He was really good at tracking down serious alpha cocks. He'd call me sometimes after midnight and say, "Hey Rick, I got this fucking huge cock on his way over. Come over ASAP.
And I would be there even sooner.
We got high, got naked and lubed our cocks up, jacking slow, mouths watering, waiting. Soon, David buzzed the guy in & answered his front door nude, stubby erection bobbing in front of him.
The stud knew the drill and stripped down all the way to his underwear. David stopped him and told him to kick back on the bed. David already had stacked pillows against the headboard, so the stud could lay back but still be upright, legs spread, crotch wide open.
The guy wore boxers--white with some pattern--and as he nestled in and took hold of the TV remote, studiously choosing the best porn for his desires, David & I crawled into his crotch. Nude on our haunches, right hands pulling at our eager penises, we paused before his groin. I already caught a glimpse of one side of his cock's head--a noticeably defined ridge edge. I knew what that meant--flaccid yet full form head. I couldn't wait and I reached into the open leg of his shorts and gently caught hold of the cockhead and pulled it out into the open.
David chuckled because I audibly gasped with excitement at the sight of its beauty.
"Nice head, huh?" David nudged me in the side.
"Fucking perfect," I murmured, jacking myself much harder as I leaned in.
"Do you mind if I start first?" I asked David.
"Go for it, man," he said as he put his hand on the back of my neck and gently pushed me closer.
"There's something about cocks that are 'showers'--flaccid yet so plump and the head holds its form & definition so strongly."
The stud took his eyes off the straight porn to watch me begin licking under his thick-edged flared out head ridge. He watched me as I tongued all the way around the ridge & back to the underside, flicking the tip of my wet tongue in the sculpted cleft & then tongue tip dug into the center crease, traced up to the perfectly formed pee hole.
Then my tongue couldn't hold back, dripping with spit, my tongue began lapping at the split side--sweeping and swirling over the right cheek, the left cheek, topside--flat wet tongue sliding down the sloping head contour and there I am checking out the profile, peering at the pee hole and then David sees the stud is very aroused by my obsessive behavior--we both can see his cock begin to lengthen as well as fatten.
"Sorry buddy but I need to feel it grow in my mouth," David announces as he pushes his face past me, inhaling our stud's fattening cock so all we could see was David's lips pressed to Ken's pelvis (yes his name was Ken) dark brown pubes like a bushy mustache under David's nose. I cuddled right up to David, my arm around his shoulder, our legs overlapping, my face laying on Ken's inner thigh, balls inches from my chin.
David gulped and nursed and squeezed lovingly with his throat muscles, deep intense sucking full of hunger and lust. I knew exactly how Ken's pretty cock was thickening because David whimpered a bit sucked harder, began grunting and making guttural sounds of cock hunger sated.
He moaned and pounded his penis frantically while his lips stayed glued deep in Ken's bush. I massaged David's neck and felt the hard-working muscles within. I began to paw at the sides of his mouth.
"Is it really fat now?" It's a real thick one, isn't it?" I coaxed & began licking at David's lips, trying to get a hint. "Is it long too?" I asked a bit desperately. "I want to see it erect now!"
With a loud gasp of air, David let the very erect cock bolt from his mouth! David pulled his head back, gasping for breath and there in our face bobbed & throbbed a surprisingly huge cock--ever so slightly upcurved--smooth non-veiny shaft with its belly bulging so fat. Beautiful 2-toned colored shaft with a dark thick brown ring separating lower darker shaft from upper lighter rosy colored shaft.
"Flawlessly circumcised!" I practically cheered.
And its helmet style head--in perfect proportion, detailed & defined like sculpture! Spotless skin surfaces already glossy.
David greedily began sucking again, now letting the cock slide in & out of his face in a fucking motion. I reached over and grabbed my tailor’s cloth tape measure and while David sucked, I wrapped the measure around the thickest part of the shaft--slightly wider just above the brown ring. "Six and one quarter inches around!" I announced.
Then, like teamwork, David pulled the cock from his face, his fist gripping the base of the shaft firmly, holding the huge erection straight up in the air. I started the measure at the base and ran it up to the tip of the head. David read it aloud: "Nine and an eighth inches long!"
David began waving the erection back and forth in our faces and as I saw the split of its head waving at me, I dove onto it, swallowing all nine plus inches deep into my starved throat, enjoying that 6 1/4 inch thickness stretch out my face-cunt. I began groaning in sheer delight, sucking the huge cock deep into my gullet, giving it strong throat hugs and watching Ken smile, close his eyes and start bucking his hips, fucking my skull.
David has Ken's full, shaven and smooth scrotum in his mouth gently ball sucking, letting a testicle pop out over his lip. Ken turned me over and grabbed my head and basically skull fucked me fiercely with total abandon. He fucked my mouth and throat hard and steady for almost ten minutes and as he pulled out and started pounding my face with his heavy super thick cock--the helmet shining, its split so deep grinning at me-- me jacking furiously the whole time--I began blowing ropes of sperm over my shoulder, onto Ken's chest, Lapping insane at his flawless helmet, staring at a head split so defined so sculpted staring at perfection I can never possess--I was licking at his split and sperming and bellowing loudly how thickness and a perfect head are everything to me.
Then it was David's turn . . .
One of our best cocks was this big blond jock with a good 9 x 6 cut cock. He'd kick back in my bed, legs spread and Matt & I would crawl into his crotch and begin our ritual. We loved a big cock to begin hanging flaccid, so we could feel it grow in our mouths. But first, as both of us naked and stroking our lubed cocks, nestled comfortably, each of us lying on one of his big strong thighs, first of all we just gazed at his full flaccid cock hanging fat and soft in front of us.
Matt gently picks up the soft penis by the base of its shaft and shakes it back & forth. I note how the head really holds its form & definition even when soft. Then Matt wiggles the head at my face and I open my mouth without any prompting. He lays the meaty head on my tongue and I close my mouth on it and gently suckle on it.
Matt's face is right next to mine and he's whispering to me, "Is it fattening? It must feel so smooth on your tongue."
I respond by groaning and sucking the cock deep, my lips moving down the stirring shaft just to the brown ring. Then I grab the shaft from Matt & pull it from my mouth. It's already gotten much thicker and longer. And I feed Matt's hungry mouth. He sucks loud and slurps and I can feel the base of the cock's shaft pulse and throb. Then as Matt is sliding his face up and down on the cock, I see the fat bulging belly of its shaft. I'm lapping at the lower shaft and Matt is whimpering with joy as he fucks his face with the cock.
After a few minutes of good hearty sucking, Matt pulls the erect cock from his mouth and holds it up in front of us.
"Oh god look at the definition of that helmet head," I gasp.
I wet my finger and trace the thick, flared out ridge. My wet finger traces around and back to the underside, where I slowly trace the sculpted cleft and then the center split up the head and the cum hole spout.
Matt suggests we trace with our tongues. I take the right side, Matt takes the left, and we trace our tongues under the ridge and we meet on the top side. Next we take turns flicking our tongues into that A-shaped cleft. Matt asks me to hold the hard cock still and turn it so he can see the sloped profile view.
"Look at that contour!" he says.
Next we take turns sliding our tongues down the slope and soon we begin polishing the helmet with our drooling tongues. Swirling tongues gliding & sweeping over smooth glossy head surface, lapping at the head's slick glistening surface and finally we hold it up in front of us and we stare at the spotless shining perfect head!
"Look how the lights reflect off it!" I cry out.
Matt's beating off hard and he can't help but lap on the head's split side--lapping like crazy. Soon my tongue is lapping with his and we are skiing our tongues over the most perfect helmet we could wish for.
To be continued . . .
Another cock worshipping buddy of mine was Brian. He was a really cute blond guy in his early 30s with a smooth slim build like mine but with a cock noticeably bigger. I told him he had a cock worthy of worship himself. He'd just laugh and say to me we'd better find cocks bigger than his. So with Brian, we always had to find cock at least as thick as his 6" around girth and/or longer than his 8". I was fine with that.
Our most exciting session was when we arranged a hook-up with a hung stud who wanted to bring his hung buddy with him. That meant 2 cocks for 2 fags!
These studs were very cocky and completely into being alpha cock masters. They stripped and kicked back in the bed side by side with their crotches spread wide while we stripped and crawled side by side into those crotches. Two semi-soft prime cut cocks hung lazily over 2 smooth and sagging full scrotums--it was like fucking Thanksgiving.
Like me, Brian liked to really take his time, so he on the right, began to inspect and fondle Ron's fat cock, while I huddled on the left and did the same to Scott's.
Scott's cock hung very full and fat, the shaft sporting a handsome brown ring that divided its darker lower shaft from its lighter, pinker upper shaft. I glanced over and saw Ron had a very similar looking shaft. As I flipped up the head on Scott's cock I saw Brian doing the exact same thing--like a mirror image! We gazed at the split side of the heads and began lapping and tonguing at the well-defined features.
I was still tracing my tongue tip up & down the deep divide of Scott's expanding head when I looked to my right and saw Brian nursing on Ron's fat helmet, slurping and popping the slippery head from his mouth, wiggling the shiny dome and sucking again.
I sucked Scott's cock harder now and it thickened more, lengthened and was hard and wide and fucking wonderful! As I began sucking it deep and letting it open my throat, I looked over and watched Brian sucking hard and deep. We made eye contact and with our mouths stretched wide with cock we grinned at each other so happy with these great cocks. Brian pulled Ron's cock from his mouth and, holding it by the shaft base, waved it at me.
"Look at the perfect helmet head on this cock!" Brian gasped and stared right back at that head.
I pulled Scott's erection from my mouth and aimed its head at Brian. "Look at this beauty!" I called out.
Brian began rubbing Ron's wet head across the top side of Scott's and I steered Scott's so we had both cocks swirling and turning over on each other.
Next, we swapped cocks by rolling over each other and switching sides. As Brian rolled over me I felt is thick erection thump across my belly. That turned me on because it reminded me I was the lowest cock on the "ladder."
As Brian sucked on Scott, I guided Ron's cock right to Brian's face so he could suck both back & forth. He wasted no time alternating cocks in his mouth, pulling both out and raising them above his face so he could stare at the beauty and form of each cock.
Then he started tongue polishing the heads, glossing them up and swirling his tongue around both knobs. I couldn't resist and dove in to help. Our tongues intertwining and swirling over these sloped and contoured heads, became a thrilling French kiss! We were tonguing under the thick pronounced flaring ridges and side by side tongue trace both heads' splits up & down, up & down.
"Look at Ron's head!" I said to Brian, holding it steady, split side grinning at us. I traced my finger down the deep crease to where it sweeps off in opposite directions as the ridge.
Right at the base of that split was a triangular deep cleft--sculpted and precise in its form. "Look at the cleft!"
"I know!" Brian said as he leaned in and started digging at it with his tongue.
Ron & Scott were enjoying all the comparing and obsessing they were the objects of. Scott laughed and grabbed his cock and waved it in our faces saying, "Don't you like my cleft?"
I caught his wavering cock with my mouth and after a good loving head-nosh, I pulled it out and flicked my tongue at his cleft, which wasn't as defined and chiseled as Ron's.
"Your cleft isn't so defined--your head split parts away wider and is more sweeping," I explained.
Scott chuckled and grabbed his cock from my mouth and held it up in front of my face, shaking it slow and deliberately so the split of the head was in my full view. "You like to stare at this side of my head?"
"Yes I do."
"I like it when you do because it shows me you understand my cockhead is fucking perfect!"
Soon we decided to measure them up. Ron's cock measured 8.5" long by 6.75" around. Scott's was 8" long by 6.5" around.
I made a point of measuring Brian for them and they gave a cheer when they saw he was 8" x 6". Ron insisted on measuring mine and called out 7" long by 5" around.
Scott laughed and cried "boo!"
I was thrilled to measure in last, to be surrounded by my superiors, sucking and staring at cocks I could envy and admire and worship!
One of my best Cock Worship buddies was David. He was a short stocky Latin guy--very streetwise & tough. He used to say, "My two favorite things are fighting and sucking cock.
David was just like me--a cock size Nazi you could say. David was even more size demanding than me. Cocks that were medium girth but had a really beautiful head or were just gorgeous looking, I'd suck happily. David needed extra large & he'd choose a humongous cock with unattractive features over a full sized beauty.
Still, we were a great team. We could pass a cock from mouth to mouth without using our hands.
David had a smaller uncut cock--foreskin snug over its head, girth less than 5" around. Erect length no more than 5.5 ". So I had zero desire to suck him. He had no desire to suck my 7" x 5" cut cock. He wouldn't suck anything under 8” long & 6” thick!!
He was really good at tracking down serious alpha cocks. He'd call me sometimes after midnight and say, "Hey Rick, I got this fucking huge cock on his way over. Come over ASAP.
And I would be there even sooner.
We got high, got naked and lubed our cocks up, jacking slow, mouths watering, waiting. Soon, David buzzed the guy in & answered his front door nude, stubby erection bobbing in front of him.
The stud knew the drill and stripped down all the way to his underwear. David stopped him and told him to kick back on the bed. David already had stacked pillows against the headboard, so the stud could lay back but still be upright, legs spread, crotch wide open.
The guy wore boxers--white with some pattern--and as he nestled in and took hold of the TV remote, studiously choosing the best porn for his desires, David & I crawled into his crotch. Nude on our haunches, right hands pulling at our eager penises, we paused before his groin. I already caught a glimpse of one side of his cock's head--a noticeably defined ridge edge. I knew what that meant--flaccid yet full form head. I couldn't wait and I reached into the open leg of his shorts and gently caught hold of the cockhead and pulled it out into the open.
David chuckled because I audibly gasped with excitement at the sight of its beauty.
"Nice head, huh?" David nudged me in the side.
"Fucking perfect," I murmured, jacking myself much harder as I leaned in.
"Do you mind if I start first?" I asked David.
"Go for it, man," he said as he put his hand on the back of my neck and gently pushed me closer.
"There's something about cocks that are 'showers'--flaccid yet so plump and the head holds its form & definition so strongly."
The stud took his eyes off the straight porn to watch me begin licking under his thick-edged flared out head ridge. He watched me as I tongued all the way around the ridge & back to the underside, flicking the tip of my wet tongue in the sculpted cleft & then tongue tip dug into the center crease, traced up to the perfectly formed pee hole.
Then my tongue couldn't hold back, dripping with spit, my tongue began lapping at the split side--sweeping and swirling over the right cheek, the left cheek, topside--flat wet tongue sliding down the sloping head contour and there I am checking out the profile, peering at the pee hole and then David sees the stud is very aroused by my obsessive behavior--we both can see his cock begin to lengthen as well as fatten.
"Sorry buddy but I need to feel it grow in my mouth," David announces as he pushes his face past me, inhaling our stud's fattening cock so all we could see was David's lips pressed to Ken's pelvis (yes his name was Ken) dark brown pubes like a bushy mustache under David's nose. I cuddled right up to David, my arm around his shoulder, our legs overlapping, my face laying on Ken's inner thigh, balls inches from my chin.
David gulped and nursed and squeezed lovingly with his throat muscles, deep intense sucking full of hunger and lust. I knew exactly how Ken's pretty cock was thickening because David whimpered a bit sucked harder, began grunting and making guttural sounds of cock hunger sated.
He moaned and pounded his penis frantically while his lips stayed glued deep in Ken's bush. I massaged David's neck and felt the hard-working muscles within. I began to paw at the sides of his mouth.
"Is it really fat now?" It's a real thick one, isn't it?" I coaxed & began licking at David's lips, trying to get a hint. "Is it long too?" I asked a bit desperately. "I want to see it erect now!"
With a loud gasp of air, David let the very erect cock bolt from his mouth! David pulled his head back, gasping for breath and there in our face bobbed & throbbed a surprisingly huge cock--ever so slightly upcurved--smooth non-veiny shaft with its belly bulging so fat. Beautiful 2-toned colored shaft with a dark thick brown ring separating lower darker shaft from upper lighter rosy colored shaft.
"Flawlessly circumcised!" I practically cheered.
And its helmet style head--in perfect proportion, detailed & defined like sculpture! Spotless skin surfaces already glossy.
David greedily began sucking again, now letting the cock slide in & out of his face in a fucking motion. I reached over and grabbed my tailor’s cloth tape measure and while David sucked, I wrapped the measure around the thickest part of the shaft--slightly wider just above the brown ring. "Six and one quarter inches around!" I announced.
Then, like teamwork, David pulled the cock from his face, his fist gripping the base of the shaft firmly, holding the huge erection straight up in the air. I started the measure at the base and ran it up to the tip of the head. David read it aloud: "Nine and an eighth inches long!"
David began waving the erection back and forth in our faces and as I saw the split of its head waving at me, I dove onto it, swallowing all nine plus inches deep into my starved throat, enjoying that 6 1/4 inch thickness stretch out my face-cunt. I began groaning in sheer delight, sucking the huge cock deep into my gullet, giving it strong throat hugs and watching Ken smile, close his eyes and start bucking his hips, fucking my skull.
David has Ken's full, shaven and smooth scrotum in his mouth gently ball sucking, letting a testicle pop out over his lip. Ken turned me over and grabbed my head and basically skull fucked me fiercely with total abandon. He fucked my mouth and throat hard and steady for almost ten minutes and as he pulled out and started pounding my face with his heavy super thick cock--the helmet shining, its split so deep grinning at me-- me jacking furiously the whole time--I began blowing ropes of sperm over my shoulder, onto Ken's chest, Lapping insane at his flawless helmet, staring at a head split so defined so sculpted staring at perfection I can never possess--I was licking at his split and sperming and bellowing loudly how thickness and a perfect head are everything to me.
Then it was David's turn . . .