For One Week Only - Part 2

"The fuck did you just say?" Milo almost choked, and I realised immediately that I had made a huge mistake.

"I'm just joking" I said quickly, my mouth becoming dry.

"Nah, nah, you asked if you could suck my dick" he pressed, getting up from the chair with a look of fury on his face.

"Dude, I was just kidding" I replied, faking an unconvincing laugh.

"The fuck is wrong with you?" Milo barked, stepping toward me.

I was really screwed now. Milo balled his fists, his eyes narrow and glaring and I waited for the punch.

"You think I'm a fucking fag or something?" He continued, and I just wanted to get it over with now.

I braced for it, wincing before it even happened and then without warning, Milo walked away.

I could hardly breathe as I watched him return to the chair and turn back to me, a grin spread across his face.

"I'm just fucking with you bro" he beamed "but if you say a word to anybody, I'll beat the fuck outta you, got it?"

All I could do was nod mindlessly and watch as Milo slid his trousers down his legs and grabbed his cock through his underwear.

"Well what are you waiting for?" He asked "I was like ten seconds away from busting my load when her mom came running in, so hurry up".

I was confused. Had it worked? Was Milo really going to let me blow him? Or was this a setup, and he'd clock me the second I reached him. And what if he was serious? I'd never sucked a dick before, I had no idea what to do, and starting with one of the hottest guys in school probably wasn't the best practice.

"Bro" Milo said, waving his hand in my direction "you wanna do this or what?"

"Yeah" I said, still shocked by the situation "yeah, of course".

"Well come on then"

I stepped toward the handsome young man, noticing now that his cock was already hard in his white boxer briefs. I could see the outline of it, and a wet patch which looked to have dried slightly.

I was within arms reach of him now. If he was going to hit me, now was the perfect opportunity. I braced for it, but continued to draw closer until I stood between his legs and stared down at his long rod almost foolishly.

"What are you doing?" Milo asked impatiently

"I... I have no idea" I told him honestly

"Have you sucked dick before?"

I shook my head.

"Well get on your knees" he laughed and like a zombie, I obeyed.

I could smell his deodorant from him as my head sat between his muscular legs, and as though my own cock had just come back to life, I felt it stiffen below.

"No teeth" he mumbled, squeezing his tool through his boxers "got it?"

I nodded again.

"Make it messy, I like messy".

Milo lifted his plump ass from the chair and slid his underwear down and I watched with wide eyes as his long erect cock slapped back against his toned stomach.

Despite the fact that I had never seen an actual erect cock before, other than videos and my own of course, Milo's ranked at the top. It was smooth, and the skin was light. His helmet was a deep red, as though it had been straining since he'd been with the girl.

"What's your name again?" He asked and I could hardly reply as his musky scent wafted up my nostrils.

"E... Elias" I mouthed.

"Well, Elias" Milo said "if you don't suck my dick real soon, I'm gonna go find someone else to do it".

His threat was enough to kick me into action. I reached for it, my heart pounding, until finally I felt it in my hand. It was warm and stiff, yet the skin was soft and smooth. I could just about wrap my fingers all the way around the shaft as Milo sank into the seat and placed his hands around his head.

I still couldn't quite believe that I was jerking off one of the most popular guys in school. It hadn't even taken much. He seemed almost into the idea, and yet I knew beyond doubt that Milo was straight. Hell, he'd just run out of a house where he'd been having sex with a woman!

It was too much to try to contemplate now. I watched his cock as it twitched and swelled in my grasp. Milo hadn't yet made a noise, which was strange considering the amount of porn that I'd watched which showed the exact opposite. Perhaps I was terrible at it, but I didn't care, I'd be out of here in six days.

With that thought in mind, I leaned forward and pressed my lips around his red cock head. Again, Milo remained silent.

I could taste a salty substance at the tip, gooey and slick and I knew it was pre-cum. I took his cock head further into my mouth, feeling the ridge slide inside as my tongue, almost naturally, began to work the underside.

"Yeah bro" he gasped, and finally I'd elicited a response from the hung jock.

His encouragement made me more confident and I plunged my head further down his shaft. His slippery helmet slipped across my tongue and crashed against the back of my throat. I gagged violently, sending a mouthful of foamy white saliva down his shaft.

"Yes! That's what I'm talking about!" Milo growled, pushing my head deeper down his cock.

I gagged again, unable to breathe as I took at least five inches of his meat. I could feel his cock bulge in my throat, as more spit poured from my mouth.

"Fuckkk" he groaned "make it wet you little slut"

He shoved my head deeper, allowing it up slightly and then using it like he was bouncing a basketball. The sound of gagging, choking and squelching filled my kitchen as Milo used my throat brutally.

Tears were streaming down my cheeks, adding to the wet mess that was pouring down the base of his rod. My cock was now painfully stiff and I reached for it, eager to pump it.

"Dude, please don't wank" Milo said, using his foot to move my hand away from my crotch.

I groaned onto his drooling cock as it remained imbedded in my throat.

"Sorry" he added "it's just a bit gay".

I rolled my eyes but didn't have long to dwell on it. Milo was using two hands now, forcing my head further down his tool until my chin rested against his heavy balls and my nose pressed firmly against his groin.

Milo's cock was at least seven inches long, and despite the fact that I could hardly breathe and was drooling copious amounts of saliva all over him, I was impressed with how my first blowjob was going.

I choked out my longest and most violent gag as my eyes bulged in my head. He bounced my skull up and down the bottom of his shaft, groaning and gasping with each thrust.

"Fuck you're a dirty slut" he hissed "take that big cock you filthy slut!"

The words were only adding to the pool of pre-cum that was now pouring into my underwear. It felt good being used like this, it felt really fucking good.

"Oh yeah, aw fuck yeah" Milo moaned loudly "drink my spunk you filthy fucking bitch!"

The young man was pushing down violently against my head, forcing every single millimetre of his bulging cock deep into my throat and thrusting his hips harshly.

"Oh yeah, yeah yeah yeah" he moaned, and suddenly his voice became quite feminine and high pitched.

"Oh my fucking god" he squealed, his fingers digging into my scalp as he held me in place and began squirting his seed deep down my throat.

It was impossible not to swallow his cum, but I was quite happy for Milo to empty his balls directly into my stomach anyway.

His body became stiff as he fucked my mouth, pouring more of his fluid into me until finally he sighed and released me.

I fell back, feeling his long, softening cock slide back out of my throat, and landed on my ass on the floor, sucking air into my burning lungs and feeling tears roll down my cheeks.

Milo's face was flushed and his eyes seemed almost glazed over as he slumped in the chair, breathing rapidly as his pole continued to twitch and drool.

His phone rang and he reached for it breathlessly.

"What?" He asked, his smooth chest rising and falling rapidly.

"I'll be out now".

Milo turned back to me, watching as I wiped my face of bodily fluids and stared back up at him.

"You got any tissues?" He asked, grabbing his semi-erect prick and squeezing another glob of semen from the tip.

I dragged myself to my feet, my own boner poking out from beneath my trousers as I handed him a bunch of tissue.

"Thanks" he nodded, still trying to catch his breath as he mopped up a pool of spit, cum and pre-seed from his groin.

"Well good luck in Europe" he said, standing up and pulling his pants back up.

"Thanks" I nodded, still shocked at what had just happened.

Milo walked toward the front door before turning back to me.

"And remember what I said" he growled, his demeanour changing as he prepared to return to his friends "if you tell anybody about this, ever, I'll beat the shit out of you".

With those words, Milo Anderson left my house drained and satisfied. If it had been that easy to convince him to let me blow him, how easy would it be to convince other people too? How much convincing could I do in six days?

I wasn't sure, but one thing I was sure of, was that I was about to find out.