Straight High School Cock--Travis Part II

From Part I:

…When he was finished shooting, the front of Travis’ T was sprayed with shots of jizz. I had been jacking his cock the entire time he shot, and when the shot was out Travis slumped down in his chair with his eyes closed, his body almost limp. He finally opened his eyes, and looked over at me. “Dude,” he said, still breathing a little hard, “I have never…damn!” I just smiled at him, and he leaned his head back and closed his eyes again. Travis’ cock was still rock hard in my hand. He opened his eyes again, realized I was still slow jacking his cock, and looked over at me. “Sam,” he said, half chuckling, “it’s never gonna go down if you keep jerkin’ it…” “I know,” I said, moving his chair back from his desk, and getting on my knees between his legs, “that’s what I’m counting on…”

　

Travis looked down at me with a quizzed look on his face. “Sam,” he said, “what are you doing?” I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock again, and jacked it a couple of times. “You said not to start something I couldn’t finish,” I said to him as I bent my face down toward his still hard cock, “and I’m not finished…” Before he could say anything, I stuck out my tongue and ran it under and over his jizz covered head. A shudder went through Travis as he gripped the arms of his chair. “Ahhh man,” he moaned out, “you sure you wanna do this??” Without answering him, I ran my tongue down the underside of his hard shaft. Another shudder, and Travis moved his legs farther apart. He was still wearing his track pants, and I reached up to the waist band, unsnapped them, and began pulling them down. Travis raised his hips as the pants slid past his knees and fell at his ankles. He pulled one leg out, but left his pants on the other. Travis moved his legs farther apart, and his ball sack slowly rolled onto the seat of his chair. His balls were big and full, and covered in blonde hair. Travis’ cock was still hard, and stood twitching against his stomach. His bush was full and thick, and he had a faint trail leading to his naval. I reached my hand up, and laid my palm against the underside of his shaft. It was sticky from my previous jacking, and felt warm and hard. Slowly, I ran my palm up and down Travis’ shaft, and watched as his cock twitched and more pre-jizz oozed out of his slit.

I looked up at Travis and he was staring at me intently. He eyes were narrow and he had a half-grin on his face. I was still looking at him as I took his hard cock into my fist, brought it to my mouth, swallowed half of it down, and held it. His half-grin turned into a full grin, and Travis pushed his hips up to try and get more of his cock into my mouth. I let him push his cock to the back of my throat, and felt it start to slide down. “Fuck yeah,” Travis moaned, “that’s what I need…” I held my head in place and let Travis fuck his hard cock in and out of my throat. He kept his hands on the arms of his chair as his hips fucked up, pushing into my throat and burying my nose in his pubes. Travis’ balls rubbed against my chin with each fuck, and I could feel them moving around in their sack. Evidently Travis didn’t think enough of his cock was going down my throat, and he took his right hand and put it on top of my head. Each time he would fuck his hips up into my face, Travis’ hand would push down on my head. This seemed to work better for him, and he did manage to get more of his hard hot cock down my throat.

While his right hand was pushing down on my head, Travis took his left hand and ran it under his T to his stomach. As he fucked into my face, Travis rubbed his stomach, then his abs, then back to his stomach. “Dude, this feels so fuckin’ good,” he said, his breath coming in shorter spurts. Each time Travis fucked his cock down my throat, I could taste the salty sweetness of his pre-jizz leaking out, and feel it sliding down. Each time I would hold Travis’ cock in my throat and milk it with my throat muscles, a shudder would go through his body, and his cock would thicken and get harder. Travis’ moans were now almost constant, and his talking increased. “Fuck man,” he’d say, “you have no idea how good…,” “Damn…I can’t believe you’ve got it all the way…,” “Shit bro, you definitely know…” As his talking increased, Travis almost never completed a sentence. His breathing was almost at a pant, and his cock was rock hard as he invaded my throat over and over again.

Suddenly, Travis’ began throat fucking me harder. “Fuck Sam, I’m gonna blow soon,” he said breathing harder than before, “but I wanna see it shoot in your mouth…” Then Travis pushed back hard against the locked legs of the chair, and started to stand up. His right had was still on my head, keeping me on his cock. Travis got to a standing position, then put both hands on the back of my head. He began to skull fuck me hard. “Fuck dude,” he suddenly said again, “it’s comin’ bro…it’s fuckin’ commiinn’…”

All of a sudden Travis’ right hand left my head, grabbed the base of his cock, and pulled it out of my mouth. His left hand was still on the back of my head. “Stick your fuckin’ tongue out bro,” he said with short hard breathes, “here it comes…” I stuck out my tongue and looked up at

Travis. He was staring down at me, his eyes narrowed, aiming his engorged cock at my tongue. “AAAHHH FUUUCCCKKK,” he moaned loudly, “FUUUCCCKKK…”

I angled my head back and could feel the first shot hit my tongue, and slide down my throat. This was immediately followed by a second, third, and fourth shot that slid down into my gut. Travis’ cock was still sliding against the top front of my tongue, and he was still pumping. A fifth and sixth shot came out, hitting my tongue about half-way. Travis had stopped pumping, and was now squeezing what jizz was left out onto my tongue. Then I felt him slide his cock across my tongue, from front to back, mixing my spit with his cum. Finally, Travis slid his cock all the way into my mouth, and I closed it and began sucking out more drops of his jizz. Travis left his cock in my sucking mouth, and leaned forward over me and placed both his hands on the top of his desk. His legs were shaking as the last of his cum oozed out of his cock into my mouth. Travis pulled his hips back slightly, and I let his deflating cock fall out of my mouth. He stayed in that position for a few minutes, as if he was regaining his composure. This Travis pushed himself up and fell back into his chair.

I got up from the floor and sat in the chair beside him. His eyes were staring straight ahead, not really looking at anything. “Dude,” he finally said, “that was amazing…how in the hell did you ever learn…no wait, don’t tell me…” He continued to stare in front of him, and we sat in silence. Finally, I grabbed the text books and started to get up to leave. I looked back at his desk, and noticed the porn movie was still looping on his laptop.

I got to his bedroom door, opened it, and was about ready to walk into the hallway. “Hey Sam,” Travis suddenly said, “you’re still coming on Friday, right?” “Yeah,” I said, turning around to look at him. “Good,” Travis said. And then he added, with a big smile on his face, “Ummm…it’s ok if you come early again…”