Joggered

And I spread my legs for him. I was his. He came down on his knees between my legs and started running his hands over my torso, belly, and thighs. He was murmuring to me. “Sweet boy; Such a sweet boy. Daddy’s going to be good to you.”

One of his hands went to my cock and encircled it and began to gently stroke it. My cock answered by quickly engorging.

“Ahh, sweet cock; big, luscious cock,” the jogger whispered, and I saw his head dip down and felt his lips part over my cock and travel on down to my root. I felt warm and wet down there, and I lurched and gasped as his soft mouth ran up and down my cock. After a while, my cock came out of his mouth and he encircled my dick with his hand and gently squeezed and stroked it as his tongue went to my balls. I felt my balls, in turn, drawn into his mouth with a sucking sound and sensation, and I moaned and sighed my pleasure.