I spent just a little over an hour and a half with Rob's dic..

I spent just a little over an hour and a half with Rob's dick in my hand. I could have gone on for another hour and a half, but Rob broke down and begged me to take him over the edge and let his balls empty. I mean, he begged me. I thought he might cry. I had the best time. I really did. We used wrist restraints looped around the back of a chair so he couldn’t touch himself. That was my idea. In the past, he has lost control and grabbed onto his dick and finished himself. I made the head of his dick a deep purple that I have never seen before, and Rob has a white dick…I mean, like really white, but the head of it was such a dark purple I had to wonder if I was hurting his wonderful cock. I long stroked it for him and then just let go the second I thought he was getting close and his dick would dance around. About halfway through, I noticed his balls were moving around like they were having a cramp when I let go. The more I teased his dick, the more they squished around inside of his ball sac. It was amazing to watch. He had no control over them. They just moved around in random ways and independently. When I grabbed them with my hand, they didn’t stop. It was such a pussy drenching experience to feel his testicles dancing around in my palm. Then I went back to work on the head of his dick with my fingers. When I rub the underside of the head where it forms a “v,” he loses his mind. When I grab his shaft and pull the skin tight, then rub the palm of my hand in a circular motion over the head of his dick, he becomes insane. His breathing was so hard it was like he just finished a marathon at full speed. I made him tell me he would leave his wife for me. He said he would. I made him tell me he loved me more than his wife. He said he did. Then I told him she could have him that I wasn’t interested. I made him tell me he understood that David was a superior man because his dick was bigger. That was the hardest thing for Rob. He couldn’t do it. Until I said we were through, he would have to get himself off. He broke down and told me he understood he was inferior to David because David’s dick was bigger. I continued my stroking and stopping. Time after time. When Rob reached a point of basically blubbering and acting brain-dead, I figured it was time to let him release. Which ended up being the best part of the entire day. Hell, it was the best part of my entire month so far. I got him to the edge, stopped, then lightly tickled the underside of his cock, watching the head get even more of a dark purple until his sperm drooled out. Which wasn’t all that exciting, to be honest. Kind of disappointing. But his body stayed locked and tense. His face was locked in the most stupid of ways, and then a long rope of jizz erupted and landed on his shoulder. Then another long rope, and another, and another, and so on. Then it stopped. It was a huge cum dump. But it wasn’t over. Nothing happened; his cock jerked around, but nothing came out. He still had that dazed and confused look on his face, and he sat there for another 20 seconds with his cock twitching around, and then his cock started pumping more cum. Not just a little. It wasn’t flying ropes but pouring streams. It just kept going. It was bigger than any load Connor ever gave me, and up to this point in my life, Connor had the most amazing cum shots ever. But it wasn’t comparable to Rob’s cum explosion today. How I wish he had pumped that load in my ass. To feel that amount of nut flowing into my guts would be unbelievable. When I thought he was done, I grabbed his cock to suck it so I could get a taste, but he jerked around in his chair so hard I let go. He begged me not to touch his cock because it was overly sensitive. Go figure. Most guys love it when I suck their cock empty of post-drip jizz. I like doing it. But that didn’t happen today. He sat in the chair, covered in his own cum, trying to get his breath back. Then he asked me if I meant it. I asked if I meant what? If I wanted him to leave his wife for me. That made me laugh. I told him no. He seemed disappointed. I remember when I was the one who would get disappointed when he would just fuck me stupid and then leave. How the tables have turned. I asked him about his orgasm. He said he had no idea what happened. He had never cum like that for so long and pumped out so much. I asked him about the pause between the two separate cum pumps. He said it was uncomfortable like his balls were tensed up to a point they were going to pop, and then he slid into the second part of his orgasm, and he really didn’t remember too much from there other than it was unbelievable and that he has to do it again. I hope so. I hope I can repeat that type of orgasm but with his dick inside me. I want to try and swallow that load as well. I don’t think I could, and I can swallow sperm with the best of them, so that’s saying something.

I unhooked his hands and he tried to make out, but that just wasn’t me. I got what I wanted, and he got more than what he wanted. Here’s a drink now hit the road. I got stuff to do, which leads me to where we are now. Me telling you about the greatest handjob of both of our lives. I just hope we can repeat it.