The title of this post is a spoiler alert – no?
I bet you keep reading anyways.
You’ve heard my tales of blowing the big-dicked Nerd. This has been going on and off for a while now –
maybe 6-8 months. Maybe longer, I’d have to go look.
I wish it would be more ‘on’ than ‘off’. I think he thinks it is just flattery when I coo and tell him I could
suck his dick every single day of my life. It’s a fact.
It really is one of the most perfect cocks I’ve ever had the chance to play with. Sure, there have been
bigger, but something about his solid 8 inches is just great. It hangs heavy but still stands up when fully
aroused – which doesn’t take much…..at least from my experience.
The man has had trouble getting around, as he fractured his foot and leg. He is finally off crutches and
into a boot, but still, it’s harder to move than usual. Even coming up the few stairs into my place is slow
Normally he just stands in the kitchen and leans against the counter. I go to my knees and orally service
It is unfortunate that he is easily excitable. Or maybe I just overexcite him. I am not one to pat myself
on the back, but I have a really good mouth. It’s possible that he might not be able to fight off my
superior skills. What mortal man could?
I kid – of course. Plenty can – and do.
Still, Nerd guy and I have a rapport. He loves playing with my tits because he know it gets me riled. And
he knows when I’m riled, I provide excellent service.
Lately, we have been starting standing, face to face. Pants open up. Pants drop. There is some touchy-
feely action going on. I get to weigh his cock in my hand. It’s heavy.
Our breathing gets heavy. We even get close physically, yet I feel kissing him is beyond his comfort
level. It’s just a feeling, so lips have never met lips.
I tremble when he plays with my tits. He trembles if my mouth gets close to his ear. When I do suck
him, his legs literally shake. I’d like to say I’m good – and I am – but the man is wired for sex, though by
looking at him, you might not know it.
Nerd has felt my ass cheeks, even running his finger under my nuts and lightly running his finger over
my hole. It feels good. The implication is that he’d like to fuck, but the times we’ve been together are
haphazard scheduling and right after work - - there is no ‘prep’ time, if you know what I mean. …..and I
think you do.
But this fateful day, I never went to my knees. We stood there playing with each other. He grabbed my
ass – I didn’t stop him. I spit in my hand and put hand-to- cock. His cock.
With no fanfare, I was turned around. His pants fell further down his legs than they already were. He
shuffled those few steps – pants were an issue as was the boot he was wearing.
If there was additional lube, I never heard him release spit into his hand or down onto his shaft. But I
felt it. The lack of proper lube, but I’m not complaining.
For such a gentle soul – and you know at work and in social life he’s probably a wallflower – when it
comes to fucking he is brutal.
#I don’t mean that in a bad way.
I don’t think he knows he’s being rough. I don’t think he knows he has no finesse. He actually might
have that, but his excitement level was high, and sometimes anything other than blind lust isn’t an
option. And I really don’t think he understands how big and thick his cock are.
One thing I do know is that he likes being up the ass – all the way…..deep. To get a cock that size balls
deep there is force behind it. And even partially incapacitated by that boot, he had some leverage.
Nerd had me pinned between him and the kitchen counter. There was no escape – not that I was
looking for one. I was reaching for the other side of to hold onto just to steady myself from the
pounding. That I did need.
He was slightly grunting. Mine was much more than ‘slightly’.
I felt the positioning was not right for this fuck, but I had zero intention of stopping this barreling
locomotive. He wanted this. I wanted and needed this.
When I blow the Nerd, I feel I have more control over his orgasm than he does. That is if I’m doing my
job correctly and looking for all the signs. But I can change my behavior based on those signs if the
blowjob is to prolonged. That is only sometimes. There are a few that I was slightly unprepared for his
With the ass fucking, I had less control over how anything went. And in a way, that’s how it should be.
Sure, I have my ass muscles to massage and milk his shaft, but we didn’t know each other “this way”, so
I didn’t know what trigger points with which to work.
I know that Nerd somewhat cared if I was feeling good, but for the most part it was about how his cock
was feeling. And going by his noises and movements, things were a-ok.
His cock is large and thick. It was completely filling my hole. I could feel my ass walls just hugging his
shaft. Sure he could stretch the hole out a little, depending on how long he fucked, but for now, it was a
nice grip, a nice fill.
Still, the man is a pounder.
Rough. Insistent. Now.
I swear I felt his cock hit different places than I had never been touched. I don’t think that was due to
the size of his dick as much as it was the angle. Or maybe it was the combo.
I’d be lying if I said it was a pleasurable fuck from my end. I was getting immense pleasure that he was
getting into it and eventually off on it. But there were jabs and strokes that made nerve twinge and not
always in a good way.
Lest you think I am complaining, I am not. During this – and with other fucks and sucks – I am reminded
that this is where I am meant to be. Their pleasure is more important than mine. My physical pleasure
doesn’t even have to exist. However, my mental pleasure was off the charts….which is one reason I
think I don’t have to physically get off myself that often.
I tried hitting the poppers to relax a little more, but I think we were too far into the fuck for them to
effectively work. They might have been a momentary distraction, one that would give me a splitting
headache later on, as they always do.
Fucking with Nerd lasted longer than sucking. Maybe he was better at controlling his orgasm when he’s
putting pipe to butt.
But it was good. In most every way.
He was exhausted and a little sheepish when done. But that’s ok. That’s his nature. He went from
aggressive fucker to wallflower in a matter of two minutes after cumming. It was a very empty feeling
for me when he slid out.
We both enjoyed the entire event very much – on different levels, but that’s the way that works.
Not for nothing, but the KISS guy came by shortly thereafter – like 10 minutes after. Not a word was
said about a previous visitor. I was wondering if a guy will truly notice another load up there or not,
especially with as big of a one as the Nerd usually shoots
I’m not saying he noticed or not, but honest to god, the fuck lasted all of 90 seconds. Maybe it was his
dire need, or maybe the feeling of an extra warm ass – mostly the load – just set him off.
Either way, I sat around with two loads deep in my hole.