I unfastened the button and gradually pulled the zipper down. Another glance into his eyes and I saw that he was entirely pleased with the way things were going. I pulled his pants down as I maintained eye contact. I could feel the heat between us and as I turned my attention before me I could see that his cock was pressing to escape from the confines of his boxer shorts. I slipped my fingers into the elastic band and started to ease them down.

Matt’s cock sprung free, the swelling head just missing my face. His cock stretched out and started to extend upward, like a plant bursting from a seed pod and rising toward the morning sun. I looked up at the head and was again reminded of a large python. Above the beautiful phallus Matt watched contentedly, obviously proud of his cock and rightfully so.

“My god,” I whispered, “it’s so fucking beautiful.”

I pushed the boxers down his legs and looked at his balls which were right before my chin. They were large and shiny as if the sack wasn’t actually big enough to hold their swelling mass. I realized he was entirely shaved. With both hands I reached out and gently ran my fingers up each side of his cock. It jerked as if recoiling from my touch.

I took his cock in my hand and pulled it down toward me swinging my face to the side and looking at one side and then the other. It was so amazingly formed I couldn’t believe it. And unlike my curved cock his was straight as an arrow. I leaned back and looked at the large eye. With a gentle stroke it grew even larger and a large droplet of precum started to ooze out. I looked up at Matt and he nodded.

“Taste it,” he said in a firm voice.

I stuck out my tongue and licked the hole.

I don’t know what I expected, but it was nothing like the taste of my own cum. It was smooth and I liked it how it felt on my tongue—a lot—I suddenly wanted to taste more. I opened my mouth and pressed the head of his cock between my lips thrusting my tongue against the hole and sucking it gently. It grew noticeably larger in my hands.

I looked up at him with the head still in my mouth and couldn’t help but feel my lips curl up in a smile around it. I knew at that moment that I was going to spend hour upon hour with Matt’s cock in my mouth. It was the most exciting and sexual feeling I have ever felt. My sides were burning and surges of electricity flowed through the limbs of my body. I suddenly pulled back and realized I was panting.

“I want you exactly like I saw you. Please,” I said in a frail and unrecognizable voice. “Can you sit on that beanbag again—just like you were?”

Matt took my hand from his cock and led