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Brent worked at the company I owned.  He was hired when he was eighteen, had dirty blond shoulder-length hair, was around five-feet-ten, a slim build, with an exceptionally cute butt. I fantasized that he had a nice package, despite him never showing any noticeable bulge, primarily because he tended to wear blue jeans that were on the baggy side.  

Given his dirty blond hair, I assumed he had light brown or blond pubic hair.  His eyes were a beautiful brown, and his bangs always hung down covering one eye or the other.  Brent frequently used a lot of hair gel, shaping something different and interesting every couple of days, from spikes to waves.  It was also an indication that he took good care of himself and spent time on his personal appearance and hygiene.  He always had that freshly showed scent.

Brent wore size twelve shoes, so I thought if that relationship was true between the size of a guy's feet versus the size of his dick, then this kid must be hung like a stallion.

Brent was shy.  He had difficulty making eye contact.  I taught him to stare at a person’s nose-bridge, and then it looked like he was making eye contact.  From that point on, Brent seemed to exhibit a much greater self-confidence, and it was the beginning of a good dialog between the two of us.

Brent frequently worked second shift during the week, and first shift on the weekends.  I made it a point to try and be around when he was working, and would ask if he wanted to come to my office just to chat and visit.  I’m sure he caught me staring at his crotch more than once, and he knew I was gay.  It’s impossible that he didn’t know he was hot as hell.  Brent was angelically cute, and he was totally straight.

During one of our visits to my office, Brent had mentioned that he had a tattoo, so I asked to see it.  It was on the back of one of his shoulders, so he had to pull up his shirt.  

I actually could care less about the tattoo, but my goodness, did Brent have a beautiful stomach, an awesome soft line of hair going from his bellybutton down, and he had lots of light brown sexy underarm hair.  Brent was clean-shaven – you couldn’t even tell if he needed to shave.  The first time he showed up with short sideburns I about fell over.  My goodness, they made him even sexier.  I think every time he visited with me, afterwards I said under my breath, ‘God, I would pay to suck that kid off...’

When Brent was working, using his computer, he would frequently turn his chair backward with the back of the chair toward his desk and kneel on it, putting his elbows and forearms on his desk.  Brent kneeling on his chair gave a magnificent view of his phenomenally cute butt.  I assumed Brent had nice soft light brown hair on his butt cheeks and in his butt crack.  Every time I saw Brent positioned in his chair like that, I fantasized about how much I wanted to rim him.

I became somewhat infatuated with Brent.  He was definitely in my fantasies daily.  I wanted to blow Brent so bad.  Damn, he was hot as hell, and he always had this wonderful clean scent like he just got out of the shower.

I reached a point that I had to at least try to see if there was some way I could taste Brent’s hot young cock.

I knew that Brent was totally straight.  I wasn’t sure how to approach him, so I started by setting up a phony email account.  

I sent him an email from my phony account.  It just said, “Hey Brent, would you be open to making some extra cash in exchange for very little effort by you?”

Brent’s first response was straight forward, “Who is this?  Is this for real or are you just spamming?  Like how much extra cash, and what do you want?”

I took a couple of days before responding.  I sent Brent an email and just said, “This is definitely real.  As for how much, I’m open to helping you out with whatever you need or think would be fair.  We already know each other, so even though this may seem a little awkward, I’m definitely real and serious.”

Brent emailed back within an hour, which told me he was interested, predominately in the cash.  He said, “You have my interest as long as you’re not asking me to do anything illegal.  What are you looking for and how much cash?”

I took a day, and sent him a longer email.  I said, “Brent, I know you’re straight.  I’m gay.  I would not ask you to do anything to me, but I would really like to give you a blowjob.  That’s all – nothing else.  You just sit back and relax.  I’ll go down on you and give you a good blowjob.  After you cum, we’re done.  As for the cash, what would you think about like fifty bucks?”

Brent emailed back, but this time from a phony email account he set up.  Brent copied my previous email into his email from his phony account and replied with, “I kinda thought that’s what this might be about.  I don’t know, man.  I don’t know if I could even get hard, let alone cum.  I think I know who you are though.  I’ll think about it.”

There were a few gay guys working at the company, so maybe he did or didn’t know that it was me.  I just emailed back, “Okay, it’s totally up to you.”

It took several days, but another email showed up from Brent.  He said, “Well, like I said, I can’t guarantee that I can get hard or cum.  But, if you wanna suck on my junk, I’d let you try blowing me, but how about for a hundred?  How would this work?  Where?  How will I know for sure who you are?"

That email was hot.  Brent just explicitly told me that he is willing to let me take his young straight dude cock in my mouth, and I loved the way he referred to it as, ‘… if you wanna suck on my junk.’  Damn, I was beyond excited.  Everyone has his or her fetishes.  Among mine that have evolved is that I really love servicing a straight young guy.

I emailed Brent back.  I said, “I’ll make sure we’re alone and that no one can interrupt or catch us.  You’ll know because I’ll put one fifty dollar bill, two twenties and a ten-dollar bill, and four quarters in front of you.  When you see that combination in front of you, you’ll know it’s me.”

I continued, “If you’re sitting, and you’re up for giving this a try, just unzip your zipper.  Same if you’re standing.  Just unzip your zipper and I’ll take it from there.  If you get uncomfortable, you can just leave, but the signal that you will need to give me so I know we can go through with this is you just unzipping your zipper. You can either sit or stand.  You don’t have to do anything.  Just relax and we’ll see if you get hard from me blowing you.  If you do, I‘ll keep sucking your cock til you nut.  If you want to stop, just say so, but you can keep the cash for trying.”

Brent emailed back and said, “I’m just nervous.  But I’ll try it.  So, when and where?”

I emailed back and just said; “You’ll know when you see the cash in those exact denominations.  Then just unzip your zipper and I’ll know you’re willing to give it a try.  Like I said, at any time, you can just say no, or you can leave and I will totally accept and understand.”

The following weekend, I stopped by the office, as I usually did.  I noticed Brent’s car in the parking lot.  Other than that, the lot was empty, and no one else was in the building.

It was nothing unusual on a weekend for me to call Brent’s extension and ask, “Hey, you wanna stop by and visit?”  He would always respond, “Sure, I’ll forward the phones to your office.”

About ten minutes later, Brent showed up in my office.  I kept a chair next to my desk.  I didn’t like having a desk or furniture between the person with whom I was talking and me.   So having the chair next to my desk was perfect, and it gave me a full-length view of the person sitting in the chair, which was frequently one of the numerous cute young men working there.  

Brent came in as he normally did and took a seat in the chair next to my desk.  He looked so awesomely sexy, and I was already excited at the prospect that I might get the opportunity to taste Brent’s straight young ‘junk.’

I had a couple of boxes on the floor next to my credenza, which I put there deliberately so I could ask him to help me put them in our storage room.  We chatted for ten or fifteen minutes, then I pointed to the boxes and asked, “Hey, can you grab one of those and help me put them in the storage room?”

Brent stood up and bent over to pick up one of the boxes.  He always wore baggy blue jeans, so it was when he was kneeling in his chair or bending over that I got a good look at how cute his slim little firm butt was.  It was just a perfect little butt – probably a twenty-eight-inch waist, and kinda long legs.

Brent picked up the box and handed it to me.  Nice kid – he was doing all the work.  Then he bent over to pick up the second box, giving me another view of his young beautiful round butt, and this time his shirt lifted up showing me his bare back, his beautiful skin and his nice slim waist.

Brent led the way out of my office and down the hall to the storage room, which was always kept locked.  I struggled to get my keys while holding my box.  Brent put his box out and motioned me to put mine on top of his.  His arms were showing his sexy lean muscles and veins.  He was a skinny boy, but he had really nice muscle tone and beautiful skin.

I opened the door and pointed to an empty area on the shelf right next to the door.  Brent lifted the boxes to put them on the shelf.  I closed the door, and we both heard me turn the lock.  As Brent was facing the shelf, suddenly a fifty dollar bill, two twenties and a ten-dollar bill, and four quarters showed up on the shelf he was looking at.  In a surprised whisper, I heard Brent just say, “Oh wow.  …Is it you?” 

I just said, “Yeah, I know you’re nervous.  I am too.  If you’re okay with what we discussed in our emails, just go with it like we talked about.”

Brent didn’t move.  For a second, I was afraid he would back-out and leave.  He didn’t.  He said, “I’m a little nervous.” 

I answered back, “I know, so am I.”   Brent was staring down and I could tell he was thinking and contemplating.  He knew this was a very safe place for us.

It took a few seconds, but then, without turning around, Brent reached in front of his pants and I could hear his zipper pulling down – just as we had planned through email.  In a soft whisper, Brent said, “Okay, my zipper’s down.”  This hot young straight boy was consciously giving me permission with full and unrestricted access to taste his young cock.

As soon as I heard Brent tell me that his zipper was down, I dropped down on my knees in front of his beautiful butt.  I put my hands on his waist to turn him toward me.  He knew we were safe locked in the storage room – particularly on a weekend.  No one else had keys.

I reached up and unbuttoned the single button on the top of his pants.  As soon as I did, his baggy jeans fell to the floor.  Now I knew why I never saw a bulge in his pants.  He wore boxers.

I pulled down Brent’s boxers.  My God, his cock was huge.  It was totally limp and soft, hanging down and hugging his low hanging hairy scrotum.  His hairy bush was light brown, and as I had assumed, he had pretty furry legs, and nice hairy balls.  His cock was full of veins, and had a plump head.

I wanted to do as little as possible to make him any more nervous than he already was.  I held my hands on his slim waist and I just took his young soft limp cock in my mouth and swallowed it until the head was down in my throat.  Yeah, his young cock was that big – totally limp.  I played with the head of Brent’s long cock by using my swallowing throat muscles, which massaged the hulking head of his young penis. 

I slowly began sucking his young cock, and moving my mouth up and down the shaft, licking around the head with every upstroke and taking the head all the way down my throat with each downstroke.  Although I’m sure Brent had gotten head before, I was sure that with a cock that size he was never deep throated all the way down to his low hanging balls.

I began to feel Brent’s cock slowly begin to swell.  Brent’s penis was going from being totally soft and limp to getting an erection in my mouth.  It was only another minute before he was fully hard, and his nine-inch-plus long and thick cock was getting deep throated all the way down to his balls.  I heard a click as the lights went out.  He flipped the light switch, probably so he could fantasize that he was getting a blowjob from a girl.

That was fine with me.  I had Brent’s young penis in my mouth, and it was getting harder and throbbing going in and out of my throat.  Once Brent was fully erect, I began to taste Brent’s slippery pre-cum seeping out of the head onto my tongue.  Brent’s plump cockhead was distinctly swollen, and each time his dick went all the way down my throat, I felt him flex his cock. 

I’m not sure if it was intentional, or just an involuntary reaction to the feeling of his young hard penis sliding all the way down my throat – deep throating him until he was feeling my lips touching his scrotum.  He knew he was being deep-throated.  His hips moved ever so slightly forward with each stroke, making sure his young cock was as far down my throat as it would go.

My hands remained on Brent’s slim firm young waist.  I could feel his stomach and back muscles contract with each stroke of my mouth on his flexing young cock.  It felt like he was either involuntarily, or almost clandestinely flexing just enough to push his young cock deeper into my sucking mouth.  With each upstroke, I could feel his body slightly quiver when my tongue swirled around the head, and his thick slippery pre-cum drooled out of his erect flexing penis into my mouth.

I ran my hands down the back of his legs.  The soft hair felt remarkable, and my hands slid up to cup his young perfect round butt.  His butt had awesomely nice soft hair, and as my hands were on his butt, I pulled him closer into my mouth as I went all the way down on him.  He may have taken me pulling him in as a signal.  With that, he started pumping just slightly more, as though I had encouraged him or gave him permission to begin bucking his hips and fuck my mouth.

I let both of my hands go down and start massaging his low hanging scrotum.  I felt his scrotum tighten as his testicles lifted up from the sensations of my mouth and throat stroking his now throbbing young penis.  He was now starting to pump his cock in and out of my mouth, pushing it deep down my throat as I massaged his young hairy balls.  I so very much wanted to turn him around and rim his butthole, but it really seemed like he was totally enjoying the blowjob he was getting, so I just continued to service his stiff young seeping penis.

I felt Brent’s cock growing harder and continuing to throb and jerk with each stroke.  His cockhead was incredibly swollen, and it was drooling considerable amounts of very warm and slippery pre-ejaculatory fluid into my mouth.

I think it was almost involuntary, or just a natural thing that Brent’s hips began moving faster and with greater force as he pushed his young throbbing cock down my throat.

I was massaging Brent’s balls, feeling them tighten up when I felt one of his hand's touch, and begin holding the back of my head.  His penis began throbbing and pulsating, his balls were pulling up closer to his body, then relaxing back down, and pulling back up with each long stroke of his cock with my sucking mouth and throat.

I could hear Brent’s breathing getting heavier and faster.  He was beginning to quietly groan as his body shuddered with every stroke of his penis in my sucking mouth.  I could tell that Brent was quickly approaching climax.  Each time his testicles pulled up, I knew they were beginning to release Brent’s sperm, which was then mixing with his other ejaculatory fluids secreted by his young glands and filling his ejaculatory duct with his semen.

I really think it was an involuntary muscle reflex that Brent’s hand began pushing harder down on my head, and he was pushing his drooling cock deeper in my mouth and down my throat with greater force.  Brent’s hips were slowly, but with definite purpose bucking forward to pump is super erect cock, which was now drooling a massive amount of warm and slippery pre-cum in my mouth.

Brent’s breathing quickly became much more rapid – almost like gasping.  His breathing wasn’t just heavy, but he was also letting out groans with each stroke, particularly when the head of his cock went down my throat.  I heard his heavy breathing along with him quietly groaning, “Uhh, uhhh, oh yeah, yeah, uhhhh. Ohhhhhh.”  

In a hurried and exhaling gasp, Brent asked, “You want the cum in your mouth?”  Brent was obviously climaxing. 

I kept sucking and accepting his pumping hard throbbing cock down my throat, and just hummed back, “Mmmm-hmmmm,” with the same vernacular inflection that you might answer someone who was offering you a slice of you favorite pie.  

With my enthusiastic answer, Brent knew that I didn’t just want his cum in my mouth, I was craving Brent’s young warm cum in my mouth, and I thought, Brent likely knew at that point that I was very probably going to eat his warm, thick, potent load of young semen.  

Breathing heavily and fast, quietly moaning, “Ohhh, uhhh, ahhh, eewwwww,” Brent blurted out in a fast and heavy whispered exhale, but in a slightly more gasping and urgent tone, “Don’t stop – don’t stop!!!” – as he continued to hold hard on the back of my head and thrust his young cock in my mouth and deep down my throat.  Brent was obviously very, very close to his orgasm.

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During a conversation months later, Brent told me that it was that ‘first time in the storage room’ that my, “Mmmm-hmmmm,” was the point that Brent knew that I was craving to have his cum in my mouth, and he said, “I knew that you were probably going to swallow.”  He said, “No one has ever been able to swallow all of it before you.  They always gag because there’s so much.” 

Over time, it appeared that Brent actually developed a turn-on fetish with me eating his semen.  Several times we calculated the point of his orgasm so he could pull his cock out of my mouth and stroke his penis as it was laying on my stuck-out tongue, so he could watch his streams of semen ejaculate into my open mouth, and watch me eat his semen.

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As Brent’s pumping rhythm increased, and I was holding his balls in my hand, I could tell by the flexing of his cock, his balls pulling up tight and the swelling of the head of Brent’s young pulsating penis that Brent was really beginning to climax.  His young testicles were releasing the full load of his sperm, mixing with all of the other fluids secreted by his young potent glands to fill his ejaculatory duct with his thick semen, and it was so full that some was leaking out of his seminal vesicle, into his urethra, and slightly spurting into my mouth.  I knew that he was within seconds of the totally uncontrolled convulsions of his pelvic muscles causing the expulsion of his semen as he began to ejaculate and empty all of his warm, thick young potent cum.

As Brent was pumping his young swollen, jerking and drooling cock in my mouth and down my throat, I held his scrotum with one hand, and held two of my fingers underneath so I could feel the involuntary contractions of his pelvic floor muscles pulsating under his balls when he began to ejaculate.  I was able to feel the fairly thick amount, but very soft hair around Brent’s asshole.  He didn’t seem to mind my finger exploring his butt crack or even directly feeling his butthole.

Brent’s cockhead was exceptionally engorged and firm, drooling and actually slightly surging and draining the first of his thick fluid as his penis pulsated faster.  Brent’s testicles pulled all the way up, his scrotum became tight, and I felt his hand on the back of my head pushing my head down hard on his cock.  I think his pushing hard on my head was just unconscious and involuntary muscle actions that took place as Brent’s entire young and tight body became so totally consumed with his approaching orgasm.  I was ready.  I knew he was about to cum.

Suddenly Brent gasped and let out a low grown, with a long, “Ewwwwwhhhhh.”  Brent’s hips pushing his cock deep down my throat, his penis thoroughly throbbing, pulsating and jerking.  Suddenly, I tasted and felt the first release of his thick semen just erupt out of the swollen head of Brent’s jerking and throbbing young penis.  The taste was strong, potent and pungent.  Almost immediately following that first fountain-like surge of Brent’s warm fluid into my mouth, his pelvic floor muscles started its involuntary rhythmic contractions as he started to ejaculate.  

I felt Brent’s urethra pulsating and swelling along the length of the base of his penis as his seminal vesicle opened, letting his semen make its high-speed ejection from his ejaculatory duct down the length of his rock hard cock, and forcefully out of his urethral meatus (his penis opening) and into my mouth.  

I felt the first really long, full and massive spurt of Brent’s young warm thick semen powerfully ejaculate and go right down my throat.  I was really surprised with the length of time of that first surging jet of cum, and the massive volume of semen in that first gushing discharge.  It was just an enormous amount of thick, rich cum, which had a really strong, potent and pungent flavor, which I could both taste and smell.

Breathing really heavily, I heard Brent moan as he gasped, “Oh God, Ewwwuuuhhhhh…There ya go.”  If expanded out to its full context, the “there ya go” comment meant, ‘there ya go, my cum that you said you wanted in your mouth is now blowing out of my junk in abundance right into your mouth.’  Brent was clearly referring to him feeling his powerful and full-stream ejaculations exiting his pulsating penis and filling my mouth with his warm thick mixture of his sperm and the auxiliary gland secretions, which make his warm, rich, potent and thick semen that I told him I wanted in my mouth.

With each of the involuntary contractions of his pelvic muscles, there was more semen ejaculating from Brent’s pulsating young penis.  On the upstroke, three more rapid, enormous and robust streams of Brent’s warm, thick, rich and potent tasting semen powerfully ejaculated into my mouth.  With that one-second burst of three streams, Brent filled my mouth full of his thick, rich, warm cum.

The taste of Brent’s semen was strong, and I could feel that the texture of his jiz was really warm, it was exceptionally thick and slippery, and it had a consistency that was stringy and lumpy.  Brent’s semen was thick like whole milk mixed with jelly, but tasted so strong, potent and pungent.  My mouth was filled with Brent’s warm cum.  Before his cock rammed back down my throat, more semen ejaculated into my mouth as he continued to empty his very full ejaculatory duct.  There was so much warm thick young Brent semen in my mouth that it started to seep out of my lips, which were tight around his young cock.

I swallowed the mouthful of warm semen that Brent’s pulsating penis ejaculated into my mouth, and as I swallowed, he pushed his cock back down my throat to finish ejaculating his powerful eruptions of semen.

Brent held my head forcefully down as he powerfully bucked his hips forward, pushing his super-hard cock deep down my throat, and keeping it deep in my throat to finish ejaculating.  It felt like Brent ejaculated another five or seven really powerful and full ejections of his warm semen down my throat.  I was intoxicated with the taste and smell Brent’s warm semen.  The volume of semen was extraordinarily amazing.  Brent released an enormously massive load of very potent and thick young warm cum.

After Brent finished having his explosive orgasm, he pulled his penis out of my mouth.  Still dripping some cum, I licked it off the head.  I then pulled up Brent’s boxers and pants and buttoned them.  I pulled up his zipper and stood up.  Brent turned on the light.  He was flush, and he looked totally spent.  He obviously just had a really great and powerful orgasm.

I asked, “Was that okay.”  He looked at me a little exhausted, still breathing fast and heavily, gave a sly smile and just said, “Looks like I got hard.”   Still breathing heavily, he further said, “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”  

Then Brent asked me, “Did you enjoy that?"  

I answered, “God,yeah, I definitely did.” 

Brent asked, “Did you swallow?” 

I just smiled and said, “That was the best part.” 

He just smiled back and said, “I kinda thought you were gonna… swallow,” and then we both left.

Brent and I continued to communicate through our fake email accounts, so our communications could be clandestine.  

Brent sent me an email a week or so later and asked if I wanted to meet up again.  I just thought, ‘How nice.  Horny young straight boy needs servicing.’

I replied, “Sure.”

Brent just wanted a day and time.

I replied, “I was wondering if you would be interested in feeling some other really nice sensations, again, me just working on you and nothing in return.”

Brent replied with, “If it feels good, I’m probably okay with it.  What do you have in mind?”  

I replied, “I’d like to suck your balls, and I’d really love to rim you before giving you a blowjob and making you cum.”  Brent said, “I love my balls sucked.” 

He then asked, “By rimming, you mean licking my asshole?”  

I just replied with. “Yeah, I’ll suck your balls really good, then yeah, that’s what rimming is.” 

Brent replied with a simple, “Okay, you can do whatever you want to me as long as you’re not wanting anything in return… And as long as you do it before I cum.”   

In a follow-up email just seconds later, Brent asked, “You gonna swallow?” 

I replied, “Of course.”  

I think that what that second and almost immediate email from Brent was really asking was, ‘I really hope it’s okay if I just cum in your mouth again.’

I told Brent that we should meet up on the next Sunday, but either before or after his shift so he wouldn’t be missing calls from customers.  Luckily, he wasn’t scheduled to work, and he emailed back and just said he would meet me in my office Sunday afternoon.

We had a long and narrow media room at the front part of our building that wasn’t being used at all.  The room had a closet that was long and narrow, had carpeting on the floor, and had a lock on the doorknob.  I took a little time to clean that area up and planned that as the next place I could more thoroughly service Brent – lick and suck all of his junk.  I really loved how he referred to his young package as his junk.

Just before the close on Friday, I received an email from Brent.  He just asked, “We still on for Sunday?” 

I replied with, “Definitely.  Just stop by my office.”

A little after 1:00 PM Sunday afternoon, Brent walked into my office.  As soon as he sat down, I could smell that fresh scent that he had just gotten out of the shower.  We talked for about half an hour, mostly about nerdy computer-related things that were evolving.

Brent reached down and grabbed his crotch, and he obviously wanted me to see that he was giving it a little squeeze.  I thought, 'this looks like a signal.'  I asked, “Are you horny?” 

Brent’s reply was quick.  “I’m always horny,” as he squeezed his young junk again.

I asked Brent, “You wanna take a walk?” 

Brent just shook his head, "Yes." 

I just said, “Okay, follow me.”

Brent and I walked to the front of the building into the media room, and then into the closet. I closed the door and locked it.  Brent appeared completely ready.  He stood in front of me.  Then he reached down and unzipped his zipper and said, “It’s all yours.”  Brent was telling me that I had his full permission and full access to his hot young junk.

I got on my knees and unbuttoned Brent’s jeans.  I took his jeans completely off.  As I pulled down his boxers and was taking them off, I said, “You could take off your t-shirt too,” which he did.  Finally, I took off Brent’s sox.  Now Brent was standing in front of me totally naked.  His young cock was already beginning to get hard.

I had brought in a blanket from home and put in on the floor before Brent arrived.  Pointing to the soft blanket, I just said, “Lie down and relax.”

Brent lay down on his back, putting his hands behind his head.  When Brent had said, “It’s all yours,” he wasn’t kidding.  His cock was now fully erect, and it throbbed with each of his heartbeats.

I got down on the floor and as I was asking Brent to spread his legs so I could lie between them, he said, “Can you turn off the light?”  As the lights went off and the room became totally dark, Brent whispered, “Okay, my legs are spread.”

I lay down between Brent’s spread legs, putting my face in his hairy crotch.  I was intoxicated with the natural musky scent of Brent’s young hairy crotch.  Brent had fairly large balls, and his scrotum hung very low between his spread legs.  

I began with taking one, and then both of his young testicles in my mouth and gently sucking Brent’s hairy scrotum.  Brent quietly moaned with pleasure.  He did enjoy having his balls sucked.

I sucked Brent’s young hairy scrotum and testicles for a good five minutes, holding his slim and lean waist with both hands.  Then I took one of my hands and lifted up Brent’s scrotum and began licking under his balls, my tongue going further down with each circular lick.  As soon as my tongue began brushing Brent’s butthole, he quietly moaned, and his body lifted slightly – giving me better access to lick his hairy young butt.

It became pretty quickly apparent from Brent’s moaning and lifting himself up for my darting tongue that he was enjoying the feeling of being rimmed.  I just whispered, “Turn over.”  Brent turned over and lay on his stomach, spreading his legs wide.  He clearly knew that I was going to thoroughly eat his young ass.

Still lying between Brent’s legs, I brushed my face against his hairy butt cheeks, and licked the full length of his butt crack.  Brent was nice and clean from his shower, and his natural scent was amazingly hot.

I licked up and down the length of Brent’s butt crack and then began to focus on the lower area where his butthole was just waiting for my tongue.  As my tongue slid between Brent’s butt cheeks and touched his asshole, his anus muscles tightened and loosened in rapid succession.  This was a whole new feeling to Brent, and not once did he tighten his butt checks or otherwise give any indication that he didn’t want my tongue probing his young hairy asshole.

I put one of my hands on each cheek of Brent’s butt and spread his butt cheeks apart.  I put my lips over Brent’s butthole and began sucking.  It almost seemed like an involuntary response, but Brent immediately lifted his butt to meet my sucking lips.  Each time I sucked Brent’s sweet asshole, his hole would dilate and relax, allowing my tongue to gently slide slightly up inside him.

Brent was raising his butt more deliberately to meet with my sucking lips and penetrating tongue.  Brent was quietly moaning each time my tongue slid inside his young warm hole.

After about five minutes of sucking Brent’s butthole, I was surprised at how much it relaxed and dilated.  Brent’s hole was opening up and allowing my tongue to slide deep up inside his young warm rectum.  Brent loved the feeling of my tongue up inside him, licking out his nice smooth silky rectum.

As I pushed my tongue deep up inside of Brent’s young hairy butt, I could feel his pelvic muscles swelling and jerking.  It wasn’t too much longer when Brent said, “I really need to nut now.”  It was time for Brent to get his blowjob.

I said, “Okay, turn over.” 

Brent replied back, “You gonna blow me now?  You mind if I lie on my side?” 

“Not at all – however you’re most comfortable,” I replied.

Brent lay on his side, his erection now fully engulfed and literally dripping with precum.  I lay next to Brent and almost immediately I felt his hand on the back of my head, with his other hand holding his penis and trying to find my open mouth.

As soon as Brent’s rock hard drooling penis slid in my mouth, both of his hands firmly held the back of my head and he immediately began rapidly bucking his lips, forcefully drilling his young horny cock down my throat.  

From the amount of pre-ejaculatory fluid drooling into my mouth, the swelling and involuntary pulsating of the head of Brent’s penis, I could tell that his extremely rapid and deep pumping down my throat would quickly result in Brent’s orgasm.

I held Brent’s testicles and scrotum and felt his balls pull up tight as he pumped my mouth and throat.  Brent was now breathing very heavily and quietly moaning.  His body was jerking with each stroke of his young cock as his entire young body was becoming completely controlled by his approaching orgasm.

I was a little surprised at how quickly Brent began to climax.  I felt his pelvic muscle under his balls become totally swollen.  Brent’s breathing was exceptionally rapid and heavy.  In an exhale that included an orgasmic moan, Brent’s hands held my head like a vice as he said, “Ohh. Uhh. Ahhhhh. Ewwhhh…Yeah, eat the cum,” and Brent’s penis began wildly ejaculating, filling my mouth and throat with his thick, rich and potent semen.  

Brent ejaculated another enormous volume of very warm, thick, potent and pungent tasting semen.  The taste and smell of Brent’s semen was like stout.  I swallowed the ejaculations that blast into my mouth, and again, Brent pushed his young spewing erection down my throat to finish the remaining expulsions of his warm semen.  As Brent completed his orgasm, he exhaled hard, and just moaned with a sound of exhaustion and satisfaction.

As we continued to lie there, a minute or so passed with Brent’s penis finishing the draining of his thick fluid into my mouth.  Brent just asked, “Did you eat it… the cum?” 

I answered, “Yes Sir, every last drop.” 

Brent just said, “Nice.”

As he was just beginning to ejaculate, the, “Eat the cum,” demand was a bit of a control turn-on for Brent.  That was Brent displaying and boasting his masculinity by ordering me to eat the thick, rich, warm, pungent tasting fluid gushing out of his penis that caused every girl whoever gave him head to gag.  Brent was giving me an order to eat the cum – a thick, warm emulsion bursting out of his penis that he may have considered nasty, and he knew I was fully obedient and I was definitely eating his warm, thick, rich semen.

During a conversation sometime later, I had asked Brent, “Do you like being rimmed?” 

Brent stumbled through his answer a bit before revealing what he really liked about it, saying, “Yeah, it feels kinda good.  It makes me feel important… ya know, when you kiss my butt… I mean, when you lick it, …I mean …when you slide your tongue up inside my asshole, it makes me feel like I fuck’in own you.”

We got Brent re-dressed, went and sat outside and had a smoke.  As Brent was leaving, he said, “I’ll email ya.”
 
My rendezvous continued with Brent for a little over a year.  Every one of them became a treasured memory.