Eighteen-Year-Old Ethan Got Caught Watching Porn And Jerking Off At Work By The Boss free porn video

I met Ethan when he was working at the check-out at a Speedway gas station and convenience store.  He looked young, but since he was allowed to sell cigarettes, I figured he had to have been eighteen. 

I was immediately attracted.  

Ethan had short brown hair, smooth-shaven, if he even had to shave at all, he was tall and skinny, and had a perfect little butt, which showed so nicely in his cargo pants, which had pockets all over each leg. 

I made a point to stop at that station frequently, and only buy a few gallons of gas so I would have to stop back the next day.

Over a period of a few weeks, when there was no one else in the convenience store, I started having some conversation with Ethan.  

I was right.  Ethan was eighteen-years-old.  He liked computers, and I told him that my company was involved in technology.

Finally, after probably a month of talking with him, I asked Ethan if he was interested in working at a tech company.

I set up an interview with Ethan and our Chief Information Officer.  I let our CIO know that I really thought highly of Ethan and we could create a position for him if necessary.

Ethan had been working with us for several months, during which time we developed a great dialog, and he stopped in my office frequently to visit.

Within a few months, my business partner Stewart had mentioned that he had stopped by the office late the previous night.

When Stewart pulled into the parking lot, all of the lights in the building had suddenly come on.  The only person in the building was Ethan.

I’m not sure that I had given any real consideration at the moment when Stewart was talking to me, as I’m sure I had other more important issues that we were dealing with at the time.  

A week or so later, during our customary morning meeting, Stewart had mentioned that he had to come into the office to address a network problem the previous night.  

He said that when he pulled in the parking lot, the building was dark - until his headlights shined in the front door of the lobby.  Then suddenly, all of the lights came on.  The only person in the building was Ethan.  

This was the second time that Ethan was in the building alone after midnight with all of the lights off.

During the preceding couple of months, we had an employee hack into my computer and review the confidential payroll records and one who had padded her expense report by a couple of hundred dollars.  

I don’t think I was paranoid, but I had a healthy skepticism.  Why was this kid sneaking around in the building late at night - in the dark?

I knew that we had implemented new network security that was pretty bulletproof.  

There was never any cash lying around the office, and I didn’t think Ethan was walking around a dark building to steal any equipment.  

Nevertheless, he was definitely up to something.  Given that I didn’t feel that the company had any tremendous vulnerability, I didn’t place Ethan’s clandestine midnight activities very high on my list of priorities.

After watching the 11:00 o’clock news one evening, I decided to take a ride to the office.  I deliberately parked in the lot of one of the other buildings located in the same office park.  

As I walked toward our building, I could see that the facility was dark, but Ethan’s car was in the parking lot.  The weather was lousy.  It was getting cold, had started to drizzle, and the wind was picking up.

As I walked around the building, I noticed that all of the blinds on all of the windows were closed.  The only light was emitted by the exit signs and the computer monitors that were left on, dimly shining through the window blinds.

This building was two stories, and the entrance had a small lobby with a sofa, a few chairs, and a secretarial desk for our receptionist that was angled slightly and faced the all-glass front door.  The desk was only about five feet from the glass door.

As I walked around the front of the building my concern grew.  I looked over the parking lot to be sure that there were no other vehicles aside from Ethan’s.  

I just couldn’t imagine what kind of clandestine operation was taking place in my company.  The only vehicles in any of the parking lots of the entire office park were Ethan’s and mine.  I suppose I was looking to see if there were a couple of U-Hauls ready to load up my entire business.

Arriving at the front door, I crouched down and peeked into the lobby.  It was completely dark except for the faint light of the exit sign and the glow from the computer monitor that was sitting on the receptionist’s desk.  

I then noticed a slight movement behind the secretarial desk.  A computer monitor obscured the view from my position outside the glass front door to the chair behind the desk.  As I rose up slightly, I could see Ethan sitting behind the monitor, kind of slouched down in the chair.  All I was able to see was from the top of his head to just slightly above his eyes.

I felt immediately relieved.  All Ethan was doing was working late, and having all of the lights off seemed apropos for the geek culture of which he was a member.  Many of the young technicians preferred to sit in a dark room with the glow of a computer monitor as opposed to interacting with people.  

To each his own…

Within a few seconds of noticing, Ethan slouched behind the secretarial desk, I noticed the top of his head was slightly bouncing up and down.  

'What is so funny,' I thought.  It appeared he was laughing about something - causing the up and down movement.  

As I stood up and put my hand on the door handle ready to walk in, and hoping to share a good laugh, I could see Ethan’s face, down to about mid-chest level.  He wasn’t laughing at all.  However, he was intently staring at the computer monitor and briskly bouncing up and down in his chair.

Although the computer monitor obscured the view from Ethan’s chest level down, the reality of what he was doing hit me like a four-by-four.  

As I stood straight up, I made a 180-degree turn and fell against the outside brick wall adjacent to the glass door.  I remember saying to myself under my breath but audibly, “Oh God, I really don’t need this shit.”

I stood outside the front door, leaning my back against the wall for several minutes.  I had no idea what to do.

Part of our business was providing web-server collocation services.  We had customers who located their web servers in our facility.  It was not at all infrequent that other employees or customers might be visiting our building during the late hours of the night or the wee hours of the morning, performing maintenance or programming on their servers.

Twice before, Stewart had stopped at the office when Ethan was alone there, and the lights came on as Stewart pulled into the parking lot.  

One would reasonably conclude that Ethan was doing this on a frequent basis.  Evidently, he discovered adult entertainment on the Internet.

I began walking away back toward my car.  This was not a situation that I wanted to address - at least not at that particular moment.  

When I got about ten feet away, I then thought, Wwhat if someone else stops by the building some evening and Ethan doesn’t notice them puling in the lot?’  That could be a disaster.  

If anyone else catches him in this rather compromising situation, it would likely cause so much embarrassment that he would never return to work.

Ethan was fundamentally a really decent kid and aside from making a few innocent mistakes during his employment, he was a good employee.  

Selfishly, I really did not want to lose a good employee who was very helpful to the company.  Additionally, I would not want to see Ethan suffer an embarrassment that would likely cause him to relinquish a good career opportunity.

As I walked back to the building and leaned against the wall next to the glass door, I turned and peered in the lobby.  Ethan was still positioned behind the receptionist’s desk, slouched down and bouncing in the chair.

Well, he is going to get caught eventually, I thought.  At least, if I catch him, no one else will ever know about it and maybe I can talk to him and preserve his employment.  

It was also a little self-serving because I was paying him around $18,000 a year and it would probably cost $35,000 to replace him.

By this time, I was getting cold and wet from the misty drizzle.  I had hoped he would finish, turn on the lights, and then I could open the door and have a chat with him.  

Exactly what I would have a chat about was a total mystery.  I confess I was at a loss for words.

I stood out in the cold drizzle for several more minutes.  Geezzz, I thought, this kid is on a marathon.  I was getting wet and cold and at some point, I needed to go home and go to bed.

I have had a number of jobs during my career, and as many people do, I occasionally deviated from doing the work that I was supposed to be doing.  

I never in my wildest dreams thought the term 'jerking-off on the job' could be so literal.

Finally, I just pulled the door open and took the two steps to the front of the receptionist’s desk.  

As I stood in front of the desk, Ethan’s eyes opened to the size of quarters, his jaw dropped and he just sat there, completely frozen, one hand on the computers’ mouse and the other hand rapidly trying to cover his…

I could not imagine what was racing through Ethan’s mind as the President of the company was standing in front of him at that particular moment.

I wasn’t sure what to say.  I must have missed the class during business and personnel management school that dealt with how to handle this episode. 

This was a whole new dimension in employee relations.  I didn’t want to laugh or embarrass him, but I doubt that there was anything I could do or say that would exacerbate the mortification that he must have already been feeling.

As Ethan sat there, still in a state of frozen shock, I began taking steps toward my office. 

I just said, “Hi Ethan.  Why don’t you put that away and stop by my office.”  

I then just walked away, went into my office, and sat in my chair, wondering what might be the right words, but just drawing a total blank.

Several minutes had passed.  I figured Ethan was contemplating whether he wanted to leave or come into my office.  I hoped he would not leave because if he did, I assumed that he would never return.

Ethan appeared at my office door.  

“Hi Ethan, come on in and have a seat,” I said, motioning to the chair sitting at the side of my desk.

His demeanor was rather dismal.  

Ethan sat in the chair, staring at the floor.  I tried to relate to how this kid must have been feeling at that moment.  

How would I feel if the tables were turned?  I didn’t want to say the wrong thing and crush Ethan’s fragile self-image.  To the greatest degree possible, I just wanted the conversation kept at a professional level.

A minute or two had passed as I tried to compose the most appropriate language to open a conversation.  

I looked at him and said, “Ethan, we’re a small growing company and our policies are evolving as we grow.  I don’t think you have broken any rules, so you’re not in any kind of trouble.  

The fact is, we really don’t have a policy about jerking-off on company premises.  However, I would really prefer that you don’t jerk-off in the lobby, directly in front of the glass front door.”  

Ethan acknowledged the logic of my on-the-fly policy pronouncement by slowly shaking his head in the affirmative and softly saying, “Yeah, I know.”

I explained to Ethan that Stewart had stopped by the office a couple of times and noticed that the lights suddenly came on when he pulled up to the building.  

I didn’t know if he [Ethan] was up to something that could be detrimental to the company and I thought it might be wise for me to look into the behavior.

I apologized for walking in at an inopportune time.  

I told Ethan that it was better that I walk in as opposed to a co-worker or a customer.  

“If someone else walked in tonight, I doubt that you would come back to work,” I explained.  

I said, “I just want your promise that you’ll show up for work tomorrow.”  

Ethan gave me his promise, and I stood up and said, “Good, let’s go home.”  

Ethan stood up and said, “Thanks, and I’m sorry.”

Over the next year or so, Ethan worked hard and earned several promotions and pay raises.  He turned out to be a stellar employee who was reliable and accountable and made a real contribution to the company’s growth and success.

After Ethan had been working with us for only the first couple of months, I noticed that he pretty much wore the same clothes every day.  We had a casual dress code, but we wanted to keep it looking spiffy.

I asked Ethan if he needed clothes.  He did, so I asked one of our other associates experienced in retail to take him shopping and fix him up with a new wardrobe that met with our dress code.

A few days later, Ethan walked into my office in a beautiful pair of new Cargo Pants, a nice fitted button-down shirt that hugged his slender upper body, and a fresh haircut that made him look stunning.  I don’t think Ethan could really even grow facial hair yet, other than maybe a few chin goat hairs, so he was nice and clean-shaven.

I looked at him and said, “Wow!  You look awesome!”

Ethan smiled and shyly said, “Thanks!”

Brain and I had become pretty comfortable with each other, so I pushed it a little and asked him to turn around.  He did a couple of 360-degree turns, giving me the full view.

I deliberately commented on the parts that I really liked.

I said, “Those pants really cup your cute little butt nicely.”

Yeah, I knew I was pushing it.

But, Ethan just smiled, turned so to be looking back at his butt, and said, “Yep, perfect butt, huh?”

I smiled back and said, “Perfect second only to how those pants are doing such a great job of sporting your pouch.”

Ethan looked down at his crotch, then looked back up at me smiling and said, “Yeah, had to order these with the extra strong restraints for the monster.”

We both laughed.

Ethan and I had a very open dialog.  We talked frequently about how cute I thought he was, and he knew I was gay.  He seemed perfectly comfortable with our conversations, and my compliments on his looks.

There were numerous occasions that Ethan and I would sneak away and go to see a movie in the afternoon.  We just really enjoyed each other's company, and we were completely trusting and loyal to one another.

Ethan and I were sitting one evening after work in my office just chatting, as was nothing at all unusual.  Ethan was wearing a fitted shirt, tucked into the cargo pants that fit him so perfectly.  His cargo pants cupped his cute little butt perfectly, and the fit definitely complemented the package he was sporting upfront.

Ethan wore his hair buzzed on the sides and a little longer on the top, but long enough to use some styling gel to give it the messy look.  Ethan was looking particularly sexy.  He definitely knew that I found him extraordinarily attractive – I told him that often.

Ethan had crossed his legs and was sporting a new pair of black low-rising boots.  They looked sexy on him, and they seemed disproportionately large for a tall skinny eighteen-year-old boy.  

I said, “Those are nice.  What size are those as I pointed to his new boots.”  

Ethan replied, “Twelve and a half.”  

I gave an exaggerated opening of my eyes and said, “Wow!  Well, you know what they say about guys who have big feet, huh?”  

Ethan smiled and matter-of-factly said, “Yeah, it’s true.”  

I opened my eyes wider and said, “Then you must be hung like a horse.”  

Ethan smiled wide and said, “Yeah, pretty much.”  I wondered how far this conversation could go with this hot young straight boy.  

I asked, “Okay, so how big is it?”  

Ethan seemed perfectly comfortable that our conversation was focusing on his young cock.  

He replied, “It’s a little over nine inches.”  

Looking surprised again, I asked, “Is it straight, does it have a curve or a bend?”  

Brain replied, “It has a little bit of a right curve.”

I was a little amazed that here I was, totally alone with Ethan in my office, and he was freely talking about his dick.  

I had to see if I could push this further to see how personal Ethan was going to let this conversation go.  

I asked, “How often do you masturbate?”  

Ethan calmly shrugged his shoulders and said, “Less than I’d like.  Living at home makes it difficult.”  

I asked, “Do you remember when I walked in on you when you were watching porn and jerking off?”

Ethan replied, “How could I forget?”

I asked, “Do you still like looking at porn?”

Ethan replied, “Of course.  Who doesn't?”

I asked, What's your favorite kind of porn?”

Ethan thought for a minute and said, “I like watching pretty much anything.  But oral sex is probably my favorite.”

I kept going, asking, “So, you’d like to masturbate more?”  

Brain answered, “I’m a guy.  Of course.”

I asked Ethan, “Is there anyone else in the building?”  

He answered, “No, I just saw Mary leave and locked the front door for her.”

I asked, “What's your favorite porn site?  Which do you usually like watching if you're horny?”

Ethan replied, “You mean which do I prefer to watch if I'm going to rub one out?”

“Yeah,” I answered.

Ethan told me three different sites he likes to watch if he's planning on masturbating.

I said, “Those sound kind of hot.  You mind showing them to me?”

Brain asked, “Now?”

I said, “Yeah.  Just have a seat at my desk and pull them up.”

Ethan said, “Okay,” and walked over and sat in my chair.  He immediately typed in several websites in different browser tabs.

Ethan pretty quickly became focused on a couple of different videos.  Both were of girls giving a guy a deep-throat blowjob.

I asked Ethan, Have you ever been deep-throated like that.”

Ethan laughed.  He said, “No one can deep-throat what I've got.  No one has ever been able to even make me cum from a blowjob.”

I said, “Oh wow.  You just need to find someone who knows what they're doing.  Someone who knows how to give good head could deep-throat you and make you cum.

Ethan half listening and watching a hot video just said, “I wish.”

I sat in the chair next to my desk, pulled around so I could watch the video too, but behind Ethan since he is what I really wanted to watch.

After going through a couple of videos, I noticed Ethan trying to adjust himself in my chair.

I just came out and asked him.

I asked, “Ethan, do you have a hard-on.”

Ethan sheepishly said, “Well yeah.”

I said, “Can I ask you a little favor?  I want you to feel free to say no, and please don’t be too shocked and promise me you won’t be mad at me just for asking.”  

Ethan looked at me for a few seconds and said, “Go ahead, I won’t be mad about anything.”

I stumbled through my request, making it obvious that it was hard for me to ask.  

Ethan assured me saying, “Go ahead, whatcha want?

I said, “I’d really like to see your package.”

Ethan looked down at his crotch, which showed a decent bulge, pointed a finger at his crotch, and asked, “This package?”

I said, “Yeah, that package.”

Ethan leaned back in his chair.  His bulge was really pronounced.

Ethan said, “See.”

I said, “I meant really see it.  Like, take it out.”

Ethan grabbed his crotch, holding his cock through his pants.

Ethan asked, “What do you really want?  I can tell from all your talking about my dick that you want something more than just to see it?”

I answered, “Well, I admit I would love to watch you rub one out.”

Brain said, “I kinda thought that's what you really wanted.”

I said, “Yeah. Would you stand in front of me and let me just pull down your pants.”

Almost immediately, Ethan answered, “Okay.”

I was almost in shock, or like needed to be fed oxygen.  This hot young perfect looking-slender straight young teen boy just gave me permission to pull down his pants.

Ethan asked, “Like when would you want to do that?”  

I said, Right now.”  

Ethan said, “Okay.”

I asked Ethan to stand up, which he immediately did.

Ethan continued to watch his videos as he stood up.

So now, here was this dripping hot sexy young skinny tall boy standing in front of me, and I had permission to pull down his pants to see his young pouch.

I reached up and unbuttoned the top button of Ethan’s pants.  Zero resistance at all.  I began unbuttoning the remaining buttons of his fly.  

Once unbuttoned, I pulled down his pants.  He was wearing boxers.  I put my hands on the waistband of his boxers and looked up at his as he was looking at his videos.  

I asked, “You okay if I pull these down?”.  

Ethan just raised his eyebrows and nodded his head quickly, 'yes.'

I pulled down Ethan’s boxers, exposing his nine-plus inch fully erect cock, his hairy nice size balls and scrotum, and his very nice brown bush of pubic hair. 

Brain's cock had a bulbous head and was just covered with expanding pulsating veins. 

Ethan’s cock was circumcised.  It was huge.  I was amazed that such a skinny young teen boy could have such a huge cock.

Ethan's pee hole looked like two holes, which meant his pee hole was more than a hole, but more of a slit.  

I just said, “Wow, he’s huge!”

Ethan said, “Yep, told ya so.”

I said, “Wow, he’s beautiful!”

Ethan was not at all a hairy guy.  He had his bush and some light soft hair on his legs.  I turned him just slightly by holding his waist just to get a look at his perfect butt.  It had very light hair and a little more hair in his butt crack.  My goodness, his butt was perfect.

I put my right hand on Ethan’s right inner thigh and rubbed up and down slightly.  Ethan had no adverse reaction.  He just kept looking at his videos as I was admiring his young cock.  I moved my hand up enough to touch Ethan’s scrotum to see if that would create any objection.  There was no objection.

I now took Ethan’s entire scrotum in my hand and gently rubbed it.  Looking up at Ethan, I noticed he had closed his eyes and had an expression of complete satisfaction.  

It only took half a minute of massaging Ethan’s balls before his erection was throbbing.  Ethan’s eyes were still closed.  He was enjoying it and was giving me full access and permission to handle his beautiful young genitals.

I took Ethan’s really huge cock in my hand and held it loosely and let my hand move up and down the shaft, and over the head, which caused his young penis to jerk as my hand moved over the swollen head.  

I asked in a whisper, “Does that feel good?”  

Ethan replied with a simple, “Oh yeah.”

I asked Ethan, “Would you like me to rub it out for you?”

Ethan’s reply was a quick, “Yeah, sure.”

I asked, “Would you be comfortable watching porn while you’re standing, or do you want to sit down.”

Ethan answered, “Standing is cool.”

I asked, “Is it okay with you if I’m down on my knees in front of you while you stand and watch porn.”

Ethan quickly answered with a drawn-out, “Definitely!”

I said, “I bet I could deep-throat you?”

Ethan replied, “I doubt it.”

I asked, “Do you mind if I try?”

Ethan was very focused on his video.  His young penis was drooling pre-cum.  He was definitely very horny.

Ethan just said, “Go for it.”

I moved so I was on my knees with my back against my desk so Ethan was able to look straight on at the computer and the videos he was watching.

I asked, “Are you watching your favorite porn site?”

Ethan was now breathing a little heavier.  He knew I was probably going to make him cum, if not with my mouth, he knew I would jerk him off.

Ethan's cock may have been the biggest dick I had ever seen.

I opened my mouth wide and got my throat ready to open up and let Ethan's monster slide down my throat.

I licked the pre-cum off the head of Ethan's penis.  He let out a quiet moan.

I then held the base of his cock, took it in my mouth, and deep-throated his penis all the way down to his balls.  I immediately began full length sucking strokes. 

Ethan's penis was jerking and he was quietly letting out moans of pleasure.

In a heaving breathing whisper, Ethan said, “Wow, you took it all.”

I asked, “Are you cool with me blowing you?”

Standing up a little straighter, focused on his video, Ethan answered, “Yeah, it’s cool.”

Ethan just kept watching his video.

With a noticeable heavy whispering exhale, Ethan said, “That feels amazing.”

I stopped sucking long enough to ask, “Have you ever been rimmed?”

Ethan answered, “No.”

I said, “Well, you like oral sex.  I can promise you it feels awesome.”

Ethan asked, “Do you wanna do that to me?” 

I said, “Definitely.  Are you okay with it if I lick your asshole?”

Ethan was incredibly aroused.

He just said, “Go ahead.”

I moved behind Ethan, still on my knees.

I pushed in the middle of his back signaling him to bend over a bit.

Ethan bent forward, putting his arms on my desk – still watching his videos.

Ethan’s young butt was so perfect.  I immediately just slid my tongue in the crack of his butt right at the location of his asshole and started licking and sucking his hole.

Ethan let out a noticeable moan, and he pushed his butt against my face.  He obviously enjoyed the feeling of my tongue licking out his asshole, and my lips sucking his young hole.

I could feel Ethan's butthole quivering as his penis was flexing.

I noticed that Ethan took one hand and began stroking his cock.  He was s horny, and he was definitely enjoying the feeling of my tongue sliding up inside his young rectum.

I reached around and took his had off of his penis.

I just said, “Let me make you cum.”

Ethan replied, “Okay, but I kinda need to cum pretty soon.”

I told Ethan to take his pants and shirt off.

Now, this slender straight beautiful teen boy was standing completely naked in my office with a hard-on, watching porn, with a raging erection, and my tongue was licking the inside of his warm, smooth rectum.

I reached around and slid my hand up and down the shaft of Ethan's young erection, and very lightly and over the head of his swollen penis.  Ethan’s cock made a few involuntary jerks as my hand slid over the head, and I noted his precum was now seeping from the tip in abundance.

I repositioned myself back in front of Ethan so I could take his young hard cock in my mouth and down my throat.

I licked all of the pre-cum off of the swollen head of Ethan's young cock, and then took him down my throat.

At the same time, I let a finger slide just an inch or so up inside Ethan's butt – just far enough that I could feel the smooth silky lining of his warm young rectum.

I heard slightly above a whisper, Ethan letting our a quiet, “Oooh.”

I started giving Ethan a thorough blowjob, deep-throating his young drooling penis with each downstroke, and letting my tongue swirl all around the shaft and head on the upstroke.

After just a few minutes, Ethan whispered, “Ohhh man, I think that's going to make me cum.”

I just kept sucking and deep-throating Ethan's throbbing young cock, massaging the swollen head with my throat muscles as I swallowed his young penis all the way down to his young hairy balls.

Ethan whispered again, “Austin, I think you're going to make me cum.”

I was silent and just kept sucking his young teen boy penis.

In a little more urgent tone, Ethan said, “Ohh, I'm gonna cum soon.”

Again, Ethan asked, “Where you want me to cum?”

I only continued sucking, knowing that I was bringing Ethan to his first-ever climax from a blowjob.

More urgently, Ethan asked, “You want me to just let it go?”

Again, Ethan in a heavy exhale said, “I'm about to cum.”

I continued, giving special attention to going deep down on Ethan's now throbbing young cock, and licking and sucking his now pulsating penis head.

In another heavy exhale, Ethan said, “Uuhh, my cum's gonna go in your mouth.”

Ethan's hips began to buck slightly, involuntarily, telling me that he was climaxing.

In another heavy exhale, Ethan said, “I'm gonna cum any second.”

I wanted to hear him say that again, so I just hummed, “Hmm?”

With a heaver exhale, Brain said, “I'm gonna cum any second.”

Very much a surprise to Ethan, and very all of a sudden, I felt Ethan’s knees bend as he grabbed the edge of my desk.  He suddenly became week in the knees, his knees bending several times, and it was obvious that he was trying to prevent himself from falling, and his body was jerking.  

Then, literally within a split second, I felt three powerful squirts of Brain’s warm, thick, pungent tasting teen boy semen splashing against the back of my throat. 

I felt Ethan's pelvic muscles under his balls involuntarily convulsing and his asshole tighten around my finger as he began ejaculating.

Breathing extremely heavily, Ethan said, “There ya go.”

Ethan's penis was fully and involuntarily pulsating as he was ejaculating and filling my mouth and throat full of his warm, thick potent tasting semen.

With each swallow of Ethan’s thick semen, his ejaculations would fill my mouth again.  Ethan was literally wobbling.

Ethan unloaded his young teen boy nectar into my mouth and throat for a good thirty seconds.  His load of semen was large, it was thick and warm, and its consistency was like jelly.

I continued to hold Ethan's testicles and felt him flexing his muscles to push out every last drop of his warm cum into my mouth.

Ethan only let out one final exhale of complete satisfaction, “Hhhuuu,”

Ethan pulled his still jerking penis out of my mouth.

I asked, “Did that feel good.”

Ethan quickly answered, “Oh yeah.” 

I asked, “Do you like that?”  

Ethan answered, “Your mouth is a machine.”  

I didn’t expect any more than just his usual “Oh yeah,” which was his common answer to pretty much anything that he approved of.

Ethan said, “That's the first time anyone has been able to make me cum by blowing me.”

I answered, “Glad you liked it.  I hope it won't be the last time I make you cum by blowing you.”

Ethan said, "Me neither.”

Ethan continued, “It just kinda took me over.  It’s like it happened so fast just by itself, and I wasn’t expecting that at all.  I didn’t expect it.”

I was feeling pretty satisfied that I was able to both deep-throat Ethan's huge cock and make him cum by giving him a really good blowjob – neither of which he had previously experienced.

Ethan said, “I’ll go get something to clean it up the mess.”

I said, “There is no mess.”  

Ethan said, “I mean my cum.”  

I said, “There isn’t any cum to clean up.”  

In a surprised tone, Brain asked, “Where did it go?”  

I replied by simply saying, “I ate all of it.”  

A little surprised, Ethan just said, “Really?!?  Oh. Wow!”  

Ethan was feeling down around his crotch.  It was cum-free.

Ethan asked, “Did you like the taste?”

I answered, “Yeah, it tasted awesome.”

Ethan said, “If you like it that much, maybe I’ll save up a good one for ya.”

To be continued…

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