Fully Loaded E22 | How do I get him to cum more?

Everyone is over the age of 18

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From Aaron’s POV:

I intended to live up to my promise of draining Wyatt for all he’s worth every day. Honestly, would you not? On the first day, I woke up an hour earlier than usual to go over to his place. He said that he always gets off in the morning, so I guess that’s when my shift begins.

With his long brown hair looking incredibly messy, I would guess he woke up 5 minutes before opening the door. I didn’t care, because I could see his morning wood through his sweats and I’m almost sure he’s not wearing any underwear. I’ve worked so hard to make this a reality and looking at the bulge is making me salivate.

“Hi,” Wyatt yawns while saying. “Geez, it’s early.”

“In the bedroom or on the chair?” I ask as I take off my shoes. 

“Bedroom.” He yawns again and sluggishly walks back to his room. I follow him in and watch him lay down and slip off his sweats.

I was right. No underwear.

Just his hard cock tilting to the right like always. 

“I’m not awake yet, but he is.” Wyatt waves his cock in the air with his eyes closed. “Maybe we still have time to take a nap before we go,” he says with another yawn. I crawl onto the bed and approach between his long hairy legs. Feeling up his thighs, I stick my tongue out to lick him and taste his musk from his night sweat. His taste is addicting as usual and I lick him more and more until I paint his undershaft with a film of my saliva. 

The sound coming from Wyatt was minimal, with just a few soft moans and grunts as I worked his cock. Wanting a bigger reaction from him, I slide my mouth over his cock head and sink down to his pubes. 

“Oh yeah…” he whispers above me. He places his hand on my shoulder and squeezes gently. I sucked his cock enthusiastically, realizing that this is for me as much as it is for him. “I could get used to this.”

Me too.

I want his load.

“Oh Jesus, Aaron,” His hand moved from my shoulder to the top of my curly hair as I bobbed on him at a brisker pace. “Do you want me cum already?”

Now

and Again

and Later

and Again

I couldn’t hold myself back from going full force on his rigid morning wood, loving the taste of him as the first thing I have. Wyatt grabs my hand and brings it to his balls and I rub his filled tanks happily to please him. 

“Lower!” His hand pushes mine down further. I reach into his sweaty taint and his body spasms. “Oh I’m cumming… I’m going to cum!”

I got one circle on his taint before the taste of cum entered my mouth. 

What I want.

I count the pulses in my head. 

One.

Two.

That’s it?

“Oh!” Wyatt holds the back of my neck as I try to milk his load out. “Okay!” His knees raise and he pushes me off in a hurry.

I swallow the juice inside my mouth and frown at him. “You didn’t cum very much. I mean, there was something but not a lot. Did you cum before I came?”

I’m surprised how upset that idea made me. That load is supposed to be mine. I told him before that I didn’t want halfloads. His cock was deflating quickly in front of me too, unlike the way he usually stays hard for a couple minutes after. 

“I didn’t, I promise.” Wyatt smooths out his hair. “I might just be dehydrated or something. I don’t know.”

With my mood dampened, I sat out in the living room while Wyatt got ready for our classes. It’s not that I don’t believe him, but in any case, I’m disappointed that I didn’t get the fill that I was craving. 

“I’ll be ready again in a couple of hours, okay? I’m sorry. I don’t have any control over it, you know. I guess tomorrow I can start edging before you get there,” Wyatt says in the car.

“No,” I shake my head and stop at the roundabout before the campus sign. “It’s fine. I’ll get more out of you next time.” 

The next opportunity came sooner than later. I had been watching Wyatt from the corner of my eye, so I saw when he started getting fidgety near the end of our first class. I knew he didn’t get enough out, so it made sense that the second load was ahead of schedule. 

“Bathroom?” I ask as all the students pack up their things.

“Please.”

Once we get to the bathroom, I waste no time in pulling down his pants and taking in his soft cock. I felt it expand in my mouth, and I gave it breaks from my mouth so it can stiffen up naturally. 

I 

Want

My

Big

Load

After a couple minutes of giving him my best technique, he’s still not as hard as I would like him to be. How hard I know he can be. I grab his balls, pulling them down while jamming his cock in the back of my throat.

“Ah..” His shaft stiffened in my mouth.

Oh yeah?

I reposition my grip on his ball sack again and pull down. Immediately, I felt his cock twitch in my mouth. Hanging onto his balls, I extend my fingers to rub his taint while my slobber drips down to the area, making it nice and wet. 

“Oh fuck…” Wyatt whispers, like he always does in a public place. “Oh that feels good. Don’t stop. OH!” His last moan was voiced loudly.

My slippery fingers slipped and advanced on his hole. Now prodding his hole gently, I understand what he needs. 

He could’ve just asked.

I pop his rigid cock out of my mouth and rub it on my face.

I 

Want

My

Big

Load

“Sit on the toilet.”

Wyatt doesn’t ask any questions and sits down, his dick waving side to side in the air in the process. I bend down and give it a couple more sucks, loving how deliciously erect he finally was. Coming back up, I reach my hand down past his balls and caress his hole. The expression on his face confirmed everything. 

Wyatt exhales sharply and I kiss him. I attack his lower lip while probing at his hole and feeling the ring loosen up for me. 

“Is this what you wanted this morning?” I ask between kisses.

“Yeah…”

“You should’ve said something.” I dig into his hole with my middle finger. “Legs up.”

Wyatt had to lean all the way back to fit his long legs on the toilet, but it gave me the perfect angle to access his hole and dick at the same time. Spitting on my fingers, we stare at each other as I position my middle finger on his ring. 

I watched his face tense up as I penetrated him and then the look of happiness spread when I sank past my second knuckle.

This is what he needed.

“Mmmm,” Wyatt whines through a tight mouth. He looks down at his cock dribbling precum.

“Are you going to give me a proper load this time?” I ask him.

He nods frantically, and I kiss him, feeling him opening his lips and exhaling into my mouth. 

I spit on my other hand and stroke his big long dick, looking at his face for clues of what to do better. I shift my finger inside him slightly to the right. 

Nothing.

I sink in a little deeper to a tiny whine from him.  I shift my finger slightly to the left. 

“Oh!” 

That’s it.

I stroked his stiff member all the way through, massaging his pubes on one end and passing his head through my palm with a little twist on the other end. 

“I’m going to bust.” I can see the pressure building in his face. 

“A big one right?” I curl my fingers inside him.

“Oh!” One shot of cum flies out and lands on his lap.

“That’s not all, is there?” I kiss his quivering bottom lip.

“Don’t stop…don’t stop…”

I quicken my stroke ever so slightly.

“Oh GOD!”

His ring pulses around my middle finger, and I focus on curling my fingers on his prostate. His cum flies in every direction like a broken fountain.

FUCK YES!

I aim his cock towards him as I stroke him and he splatters his black sweater with his white gold, breathing heavily like he’s afraid to make more sound in a public place. 

“Keep going…” Wyatt grunts out and I let him dribble hot cum all over my fist as I finish off his orgasm.

“You ask next time you want something.” I kissed him again. His hole constricts my finger inside him. 

“Got it,” Wyatt replies weakly. “Under the …oh yeah that’s it… oh yeahhh…” His breath relaxes into a deep exhale.