Every night Danny and I sixty nine. As soon as we fall into bed we are positioning ourselves so our faces, but more importantly, our mouths are just inches away from each other's cocks. Devouring each other's sexuality every night is a feast of infinite delights. Our sexual energy explodes with each kiss, each lick, each suck. With our spirits drenched in the scent of manhood our heads bob, mouths suck our tongues making love to the hot, wonderful, intimate parts of the other's soul.
No boundaries exist. We are consumed with primal urges and lusts. We are engaged in a ritual of the highest purpose. Two men sucking cock. Two animals mating. The wonder of the cum, that moment when his cock begins to spasm, just moments away from the flood of semen that will flow up from the deepest part of man, into a humble, appreciative and honored mouth.
One cock's first spasm always triggers the birth of an orgasm in the other. We always cum at the same time, each of us giving the other our intimate, heavenly fluids, each of our mouths being drenched in hot male juice. Rushes of sperm spurt into every area of our mouths. Tongues swirl around pulsating heads. Mouths rejoice with every baptism of cum. We are celebrating life, and the passion that makes living so wonderful.
We suck on the other's cock long after his last spurt of sperm. Lovingly our lips clamp softly around the base of his shaft, and we pull back, each extracting the very last drop of the other's sperm.
Together, we each hold the blessing of another load of your lover's cum in our mouths. Our faces are covered with the scent from the other's crotch. We lay on our sides facing each other. Eyes melt into the other, our heads move to each other as if being drawn by an invisible force. My hand goes behind Danny's neck and pull him to me. Our mouths open and our lips meet. Our eyes still looking in the others, we see each other's souls. Our eyes close and we go into another world of beautiful sensations, tastes and sounds. Our tongues dance, my cum meeting his, in a primal mating within our mouths. Our sperm swim together, our souls entertwine. We taste our mixed seeds throughout our mouths. Tongues slide to every crevice in the other's mouth floating through a sea of celebration, bathed completely in cum, 'our' cum, the fluid from our spirits mixed in the most intimate of ways. We know there is no greater treasure in the world like our lover's cum.
No beauty can describe the elation a spirit can ascend to when two men are taking the other's cocks and cum. Being consumed by the deliciousness of man, becoming a part of all mankind, sharing the most essential fluid in existence. We hunger always for another man's cum. We yearn to have our faces in another man's crotch. We lust for the incredible scent of man.
I remember how it took fifteen years before I could finally admit that yes, I am gay. Men are on my mind constantly. I look at them as they walk by me. I look at their crotches. I easily see men who wore underwear or if they were naked with their cocks swaying back and forth as they walked. I mentally undress every man, and if they pause long enough I imagine being in front of them, on my knees, sucking their cocks.
Feeling the veins in the shaft of a man's cock drives my mouth into total lust, becoming lost in the art of sucking, My mouth and his cock are two spirits mixing together creating absolute pleasure. The longing to have my mouth being sprayed with hot, thick cum. Oh how I love that magical moment. The sight of his crotch lunging one last time. His cries and moans of lust. His divine scent. And soon I will have his male juice. His cock thrusts into my mouth, his body tenses and up from the deepest parts of his being comes his delicious sperm. My mouth delights with the taste and texture of a man's juice. Being filled with cock and cum makes me feel whole and complete.
All men are sexual animals. They all have the same desires, some more aware of these desires than others. The natural lusts and attractions to men and their cocks lay inside all of us. We all long for those moments when a man thrusts one last time into your mouth and unloads rope after rope of his cum, filling me with his delicious seed. We all love that moment when a man cums. Such a beautiful time. Our spirits feel completely alive, passions soaring. There can be no greater pleasure.
As men we all crave the touch from another man. All the sensuously divine touches, scents, and tastes we fantasize about. Feeling almost a naughtiness because we are feeling so wonderful even thinking of being with another man. We know a man's cum is the most precious prize in existence. We constantly long for that moment when our mouths are being filled with hot semen. We dream of our tongues softly swirling over a soft, sensitive, spongy head, making love with just a man's cockhead. Our breathing deepens, our lusts mating as we devour a man's most intimate moment, in a feast of sexual pleasure, absolute ecstasy. We constantly dream of the birth of one orgasm after another. To have a man's cum flowing in spurts into our waiting mouths. We feel cum splashing over our swirling tongues. Our beings melts into a sexual pool with his cum, almost feeling his sperm swimming, dancing and rejoicing over our tongues.
Ahh, every night Danny and I mate, exchange our sperm, and silently drift off to sleep, arms wrapped around bodies, heads laying on legs, drifting into a night full of fantasies in our dreams. Oftentimes I wake with my head on his thigh and Danny has a hard cock. I know he is dreaming of me, and of sucking my cock and eating my sperm. I know that is what he is dreaming. So I want to make his dream a reality.
I lightly kiss his pulsating cock and tenderly lick his slit, pulling my tongue back to my mouth so I can taste his exquisite precum. My heart melts. I engulf his head and shaft down my throat. Danny moans and involuntarily thrusts his crotch toward my face. I know in his dream he is imagining fucking my face. Danny's thrusts and my bobbing head are in perfect harmony.
The skin on his shaft slide over my lips and tongue. I feel so close to him and feel so right about his cock being in my mouth. I want to be so close to him. I want his cum. Soon Danny cries out and grunts, my hand is jacking his cock as I am sucking his head. His crotch slams against my hand. His cock grows instantly and then I taste him. Spurt after spurt of his cum flow into my mouth.
Oh god, how incredible he tastes. So many beautiful ropes of cum bathe my mouth, tongue and throat. No one could feel closer to another than at this remarkable moment. A moment when we are giving the other our semen, sperm, souls. I drift off to sleep holding Danny's softening cock in my mouth. I hold his semen in my mouth, until later when I am dreaming of Danny and swallowing his seed. It is then that I swallow and let his seed slide down into the deepest part of my being.