Big Cummer Chris

The baseball game was pretty good with a close score, but not nearly as good as what followed when I made my score. Some guys just inspire these special, highly erotic fantasies. Little daydreams of lips wrapped around hard flesh, and soft cries in the darkness. Chris is one of those guys who inspires such arousing thoughts. An Australian, with his shirt off he’s a lean, sleek, pantherish sort of guy that held my attention like a magnet holds onto iron. All during the game I found myself paying extra attention to him as he talked, drank beer and ate chips.

I constantly found myself wondering what it would be like to have his lips around my cock. He’s got a very sexy mouth that the film just doesn’t capture adequately, which is too bad as it’s one of his most arousing features. I wonder if he even realizes how sexy his mouth is? As I filmed him sleeping he looked incredibly appealing with his blond ‘boy next door’ looks. I could see his cock and balls through the opening of his pants. I couldn’t help but stare through the parted fabric into that little private peep show. It was all for me, for me to film, to look at and admire, to want and believe me, I wanted it. There’s nothing like some sleeping straight cock. Wanted to touch his dick, wrap my mouth around it and give Chris a blow job while he slept. After I filmed him sleeping for a about a half hour, I set the camera up so it was focused on his cock. I slipped my hand into the opening of his pants and freed his cock. I started stroking it until I found the right spot to get him hard. Real hard.

Anticipating that blow job, I kept stroking Chris, thinking about the fun to be had while he slept.  Thinking about how good it would be to have his firm, hard flesh in my mouth. I was getting ready to take his cock into my mouth when he woke up. Too bad I couldn’t capture the look on his face when he woke up and saw me with my hand wrapped around his hard on. It was the most amazing thing, astonishment and undeniable pleasure. He warned me he was about to cum, and he did with copious amounts of cum spurting from his dick. He continued to cum while I stroked him, his semen soaking his pants. I wonder what his buddies would think when they saw that stain on his pants. I’m also wondering, from the look on his face when his heavy load of cum was sliding over my fist, if he might not be back for more because he didn’t look angry. Quite the opposite, he looked… intrigued.

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