10. Basher #2
When Basher met Cameron’s smoldering blue eyes, the world around them seemed to disappear.
The air was thick with anticipation.
Just the two of them—Cameron on his knees, Basher glaring down at him.
Basher swallowed hard.
All the blood seemed to rush to Basher’s cock.
He knew he should move, help Cameron up, and walk him home, but the vulnerable look in the boy’s eyes had Basher thinking all sorts of filthy things.
Eyes locked together, Cameron reached up and cupped the massive bulge that was now protruding from behind Basher’s zipper.
There was no way of hiding it. He was hard as a rock, and there was nothing he could do about it.
“Wow.” Cameron groaned, running his palm along the length of his cock. “I figured it was big, but I didn’t think it would be this big.”
Basher didn’t respond, just stared down at the boy—his hungry eyes saying what he couldn’t verbalize.
He’d fantasized about this moment ever since he found Cameron’s profile online and watched him give his first blow job. The way the boy’s lips wrapped around that cock, taking it all the way into the back of his throat… Basher had been obsessed ever since.
“Is this okay?” Cameron asked, rubbing his hand along the length of Basher’s cock.
Basher nodded, his hands gripping the bar behind him for support. He didn’t trust the strength in his legs, not when it came to the power Cameron held over him.
“And this?” Cameron popped the top of Basher’s jeans and slowly pulled his zipper down and over the bulge there.
Another nod.
A bit of the tension against his cock eased as the cotton of his underwear expanded with its newfound freedom.
Cameron’s eyes dilated as he watched his cock move.
Basher couldn’t remember the last time he’d ever been this fucking hard. Seeing his bulge so fucking close to Cameron’s lips was driving him out of his mind.
“Jesus…” Cameron moaned as he pulled Basher’s jeans down around his thighs.
Basher’s grip on the bar tightened, his knuckles whitening as he watched Cameron reach into the folds of his boxer briefs and pull out his aching cock.
“Fuck, you’ve got the nicest dick I’ve ever seen.” Cameron gasped, gripping the base of his shaft as he admired Basher’s cock in all its glory.
Letting out a low groan, Basher watched as the boy slowly ran his tongue over the tip of his cock, gathering the bead of precum that had been glistening there ever since Cameron had freed him from his jeans.
The sight sent a shiver through him, his muscles tensing as he fought to keep himself under control.
Moaning softly, Cameron swirled his tongue around the sensitive tip, teasing him with slow, deliberate strokes. Taking his time, he traced a languid path along the length of Basher’s shaft, from base to tip, savoring every reaction he drew from him.
The dude was incredible.
It was the way Cameron took his time that unraveled Basher. Every slow stroke, every lingering touch seemed designed to test his restraint. The entire experience was driving him mad.
Just when he thought he couldn’t take any more teasing, the cock-sucking demon dove down onto his dick, taking it all the way down to his balls, like he was in some sort of Olympic dick-sucking event.
Basher let out a moan as his hips jerked forward. The move was involuntary, a reaction to the pleasure suddenly shooting from deep within his balls.
Jesus, he’d better not come yet. Nobody liked a man who was quick on the trigger.
“Fuck…” Basher whispered, caressing the back of Cameron’s head as the boy continued to devour his dick. “That’s a good boy. Take all of Daddy’s dick deep in your throat.”
Cameron moaned as his grip on Basher’s dick tightened.
It seemed that Cameron was into the daddy/son role-play.
He could feel the suction around his dick increase as the hungry boy continued his assault on it.
Guiding him, Basher watched as his dick disappeared between the hungry boy’s lips.
He felt Cameron gag as he reached the back of his throat.
Taking all of Basher’s dick was no easy task, and since this was his first time taking it, Basher was impressed with the boy’s level of skill.
“Mmm, I want you to throat-fuck me.” Cameron gasped, eyes all watery and saliva dripping from his lips.
Basher smirked. “With pleasure. Tap my thigh if you need me to stop.”
A wicked smile spread across Cameron’s handsome face.
It was in that moment that Basher knew he had stumbled across something special.
Gripping the back of Cameron’s head, Basher began using Cameron’s mouth like his own personal sex toy—pumping his cock with long, deep strokes.
The boy moaned.
Basher snapped his hips forward and set a relentless pace, his restraint finally giving way as he chased the pleasure threatening to overwhelm him.
“Fuck, your mouth feels so good.”
One hand reached for the bar behind him, and Basher’s breathing began to quicken as the boy attempted to suck his soul out through his cock hole.
“Fuck… I… I’m getting close. Where do you want it?” Basher asked, realizing he was quickly passing that point of no return. “Cam?” Basher asked quickly when Cameron didn’t respond. The boy just doubled his efforts, sucking him fast and deep until Basher had no choice but to let go.
Cameron grabbed the back of Basher’s ass cheeks and held him firmly in place, his mouth wrapped tightly around his cock.
His balls quickly tightened seconds before he unloaded in Cameron’s mouth.
His orgasm was explosive. Lights flashed behind his eyes as his body shuddered uncontrollably, each pulse of pleasure stronger than the last. Cameron’s soft moans filled the air, grounding him even as the sensation threatened to sweep him away completely.
Cameron continued his assault on Basher’s dick, slurping down every last drop.
He wasn’t sure when his soul left his body, but it was only after his balls were empty that Cameron finally pulled off his dick and looked up at him with pride in his eyes.
“So, how was that?” Cameron asked, smiling up at him as he eagerly awaited his praise.
“Jesus Christ.” Basher gasped, sagging against the bar. “I think you just sucked my soul through my dick.”
Cameron just smirked.
“That was a big load, by the way.”
“Sorry, it’s been a few hours since I last busted a nut.”
Another evil grin from Cameron.
“Anytime you want to unload that dick, I’m always here to lend a helping… mouth. Or ass. Whatever you prefer.”
Basher couldn’t help but chuckle.
“After seeing that tight little ass of yours, I’m worried my dick might destroy you,” Basher confessed.
Cameron’s eyes heated.
“It’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make.”
Basher let out a growl before helping Cameron up to his feet. He pulled up his jeans and tucked his dick back into his underwear.
“Did you want me to…” Basher gestured toward the bulge in Cameron’s jeans. He was never one to leave his sexual partners unsatisfied.
“No, that was hot. Gives me something to jerk off to later tonight.”
Basher smirked.
“Let’s get you home.”