Again I shuddered as I felt the tip of my cock ram into the back of his throat. He was trying to swallow me, fighting back his gag reflex to keep my cock in his gullet just a little longer; just a little deeper. I zoomed in on the sloppy crease where his mouth met the root of my rod. With a hacking, gagging sound he finally rose back up and took my cock out of his throat. Out of breath, he commented, “Oh my God. You’re just so fucking big. I can hardly even take you all in.”

He then dropped back down and proceeded to haphazardly and enthusiastically mouth-fuck my prick like a child with a popsicle. He tossed and flipped his head around from side to side, licking, sucking, and kissing every part of my head and shaft from every angle. He giggled and bounced as he continued to erratically tickle and pleasure every acre of my entire erogenous zone. I was cooing and panting at the exhilaration of it. My heartbeat had escalated and I had to struggle to maintain my focus on keeping his actions in the camera’s view.

Dan continued this POV blowjob for another few minutes, until we were both out of breath and I needed him to stop before I blew my wad. “Okay, that’s enough. Time for something else,” I directed, easing him back off my cock with my free hand.

Dan sat up and I lifted the camera to follow his rising face. As he did so, I noticed that his soft, slender prick was now presenting at full salute. With my free hand I reached down into the basket to the side of the bed and grabbed the device we kept stationed there. As my hand returned within view of the screen still locked on Dan’s handsome face, the device revealed itself to be a jet-black 9-inch dildo with a ribbed shaft and tickler head. Dan graciously accepted the tool from my outstretched hand.

He flipped the switch on the device and it began to hum with a vibrating buzz. I reached once again into the basket and clutched a tube of lube with my free hand. Again reaching into the frame, I handed the small bottle of KY to Dan. He popped the top, and smiled again with that coy grin of his as a little drop of the gel sprung free from the tube. He then inverted the bottle and ran a generous bead along the length of the top of the shaft of the ass dildo. He popped the top back closed and tossed the bottle to the floor, out of the range of the camera’s lens.

Holding the dildo with his left hand, Dan wrapped the fingers of his right around its thick shaft. With a twisting, stroking motion he worked the lube up and down and all around the surface of the device. Smiling at the camera all the while, Dan eventually turned away. Looking back over his shoulder, he crawled on knees and elbows, still atop my outstretched legs, and presented his ass to the searching lens.

I zoomed straight in on his pink, spidery hole. Dan smeared his lube-slick hand down between his cheeks, wiping himself clean and greasing up his ass at the same time. The humming dildo then returned to the shot, prancing about the entrance to Dan’s hole with the shaking motions of his wrist. He let out an audible moan as he touched the device’s