into his bush, pushing under his rod and raising it up a little. It dripped on the back of my hand. I leaned over to inspect it better with one hand while my other hand reached down and cupped his balls. He was moaning slightly now, and his fingers grasped my shaft as if making it his own and telegraphing to me what he wanted done to his own.

Given the physical restrictions of the traction setup, we couldn't minister to each other simultaneously, so I backed my hips away from his grasp in order to lean over further and lick his throbbing cock like a lollipop, tonguing it up from the base to the tip; then pressing my lips against the underside of the glands to alternately kiss and lick it. Still tickling and lightly massaging his ball sac, I took the head delicately into my mouth. He gasped and arched his hips as I did so. I didn't let him push into my mouth but took him slowly further in then back out to the tip again. I repeated this several times to let him get used to the heat of my mouth.

As I backed off, I would purse my lips around but hovering over the tip I would suck air into my mouth, drawing cooler air over the tip. Then I engulfed the tip and head in my mouth again and taking him a little deeper each time. I had some trouble and gagged a little when the head started pushing against the back of my throat. I closed my lips around the shaft and tried swallowing, creating a little suction action that pulled him a little further in. After swallowing a few times like that, the base of my tongue made room for and pulled in his shaft, pushing the head tightly up against the open back of my throat.

He was making groaning noises and had his good hand on my head, trying to push into me. The fingers of my one hand ran over his chest and continued to tweak his nipples while my other hand explored under his balls to trace the line back toward his butt. About halfway between his nut sac and his butt hole the puckered line of skin seemed to get real tender and when I rubbed it I could feel the vein on the underside of his cock pulse stronger. His panting, the throbbing of his cock told me he was getting close.

He started tensely whispering, "I'm close, man. I'm real close!" There was no need to warn me. I could feel the head start to swell as he pounded deeper into my throat. His hand had been stroking my head and alternately pulling my hair and pushing my head down on his rod, but as he neared climax he reached out and grasped to reach for my cock. I pushed it to within his reach and he grabbed on and started stroking me in time to his own pulses as he shot spurt after spurt into my throat. I shot all over the side of the bed just after he did, but I kept my mouth locked on to his cock.

Feeling his head might be real tender just after shooting (I know mine is) I stopped the tongue action and just held him in my mouth. He stayed hard for several minutes, and when he started losing the firmness of his erection I slowly raised my mouth off of him. I not only cleaned up the