Swinging heaven visitor

I have a fetish for large men so when the request came through for a meet and a large gentleman appeared at my door, it’s quite a thing when a fetish bell rings, with the doorbell.

A large man who knows what he wants. We exchanged pleasantries but he was keen so we went to the bedroom. I placed my hand on his cock in the outside of his khaki pants and was not disappointed, it felt so full of potential. It’s such a turn on to touch a man with permission and see the response in his eyes of enjoyment and desire for pleasure.

He undid his belt and dropped his pants. His cock nestled swelling in his underpants. I slid my fingers from the side of his leg and ran my fingers against his balls. His cock was swelling and filling his underpants with alarming speed. I released his cock and was not disappointed.

I didn’t know where to start he was big and fitted into my hand, [my hands are very large 19cm so they can handle quite a large package when required] his cock bounced slowly in my hand and his head full like an angry god, demanding attention and worship. His shaft and head one thickness like a plank. Hard and muscular.

I drop my pants, always camo with a visitor, and put my head into the folds of his ball sack and rubbed my cock with his hairy skin. I pushed up so my cock head rubbed his shaft all the way to, under his swollen head. And with that I stretched my ample foreskin and covered his head our cocks hiding inside my fore-skin. The lips of our cocks in a sweet embrace, I could feel the bead of pre cum as it lubricated his head and his mine.

He cupped my balls, and started to stroke me not fast not slow and just firm enough. I sat on the bed with him standing over me slowly stroking my cock so I could get a firm grip on his and use my banana twist move, on his cock, the spiral motion and twist at the tip of his head, that generates maximum pleasure.

Damn he was good, was hard concentrating on his pleasure when his hands were giving me so much in return. He kept his massage going relentless making me shudder as pleasure reverberated through my body. I was meant to be doing this to him. He had look that told me he knew what he wanted. I was on the edge of the bed his one hand on the back of my neck, when he leaned slowly forward and placed his hand on his hip and bent forward his big cock lips were touching mine. I smelt his musky sex it was intoxicating. His cock on my lips, he dared me to taste him he looked at me it felt normal to fulfill his desire. I decided what the fuck there was a first for everything.

I opened my mouth and let him slide in, I could feel his head against the roof of my mouth and then I had this epiphany when his head slid against my soft palette. It was meant to be there designed to stimulate that part of me I never knew, could be. I closed my mouth and let my tongue touch under his head, as he slowly pulled out. I felt awkward not quite knowing what to do, but he seemed satisfied and pulled back and bent his knees I ran my hand up his though and cupped his balls and my other hand gently pinched his cock where all the nerves were, I saw the blood vessel in his cock thicken, he would not be long in coming.  I placed my hand in his pubic hair and pressed gently and hooked my fingers around the base of his cock so it would be at maximum length. My hand closed on his head and I rubbed the pre cum with the palm of my hand ensuring the wetness of my mouth, was used to good measure.   

He bent his knees and long strings of white cum shot like party streamers over my hand. I opened my hand to catch some of his cum and rub it over his swollen head, making him gasp and shudder.

He took a breath and sought out my cock. He made me lie on the bed so he could get his hand under my large balls and pinched my shaft slowly rubbing his hand up and down my shaft catching my head making swell and harden like a mushroom. He never missed a stroke on my cock. The rhythm perfect it built and built not allowing me to let go and relax, keeping my focus on the pleasure he provided, my breath was coming in short gasps and I had to close my eyes, even if it meant losing sight of his slowly softening cock, that nestled with his balls between his legs. I felt my cum, welling in the base of my balls. I arched and with a gasp my muscles softened my cum, spurted three, no four strings. He did not stop even after I came the feeling was intense pleasurable and made me realize why I enjoyed wanking so much. It was so different to sex so personal. I took some of my cum, and rubbed it into his cock for good measure. He smiled a smile of content, I am not sure he was as surprised as he was about what I did, but it felt good and I felt, really good.

He stood over me his pants and underpants around his ankles, his red cock pumped dry and a knowing smile on his face, of someone who had just experienced an intense orgasm. I went to the bathroom for a wet cloth, and slowly wiped the drying cum from his soft head and shaft. Then used it to wipe myself clean. There are few people who can give as much as I can give and he is definitely one of them. We made a plan to see each other again but I had to cancel as I contracted a bad bout of flu, which has been a huge disappointment. We will see if the stars align and we can visit each other again one day.