Monsieur Courier

Novembre 27th, 2024.

"I'm a bit early, I'm already by your place", he said by text.

"Okay, I'm on my way! I just left my jogging buddies!", I replied, running to my place to meet M. Courier, this hung (very hung even) married father I've been sucking for the last two months or so. If you wanna read the whole story, start here and enjoy!

We were supposed to meet at 9am but I had ran a tiny bit late and he was early. I did as fast as I could and got home after a few minutes. He was waiting in his car on the opposite side of the street. We saw each other and I nodded "hi" to him, to which he replied with a shy hand wave.

While I was unlocking my door, I heard him arrive. I got in, left the door open and he followed me.

"Hi", I said, smiling but sweaty.

"Hi", he said in return.

Still as nervous as usual but aroused, as the bulge between his legs led me to believe. That gave me a boner rightaway. I was already picturing what was going to happen in a few minutes.

"I'm sorry I'm a bit late, I need to take a quick shower and I'm all yours!" I said.

"No worries, take your time, I'm not in a hurry this morning" he replied as he sat down on my couch.

I ran to my bathroom and got naked. Soon the water was flowing and I was all wet and covered in soap. I was already hard. Goddamit M. Courier, you and your innocent sexiness and your big fat cock that I want in my mouth right now. I washed my body all over, tried to relax a minute under the hot water to release the tensions from the jogging tensions and I heard something. I opened my eyes and saw M. Courier at the door of my bathroom. I had left it open, as I usually do, and I guess he had taken it as an invitation?

"I'm almost finished", I said, not hiding in any way my boner.

"Take your time," he replied, then he entered the room. He had taken his pants and underwear off and his fabulous heavy cock was dangling between his legs.

I was under the charm, my eyes stuck on that cock. About 21cm long (a bit more that 8 inches), with a generous heftiness to it, a big head covered with foreskin, and barely hidden behind, his big balls full of daddy juice. I realized it was the first time he was seeing me naked. Everytime, I had sucked him fully clothed. I'm not sure he ever saw my cock either. Nowhere big as his, btw.

"Can I join you?" he asked nervously.

Fuck yeah you can join me, fucker. I replied a simple "yes".

He undressed. He was so thin. Not particularly sexy but fuck I thought he was so hot with his big fat cock. I wanted him to fuck my throat. He entered the shower, separated from the rest of the room by a simple glass pan.

Before I knew it, I was on my knees, eating his heavy balls like a fucking slut. That made him gasp (he loved having his balls played with). I took one in my mouth, I felt like I had a whole hard boiled egg on my tongue. I played with it for a moment, then went to the other one. I sucked it like it was a big fat lollipop and he moaned again.

"God, I love when you do that" he said very softly.

M. Courier was not a verbal man but my plan was to make him one. There's so much dom daddy potential with this man and I want to take him there softly.

"Oh yeah, you do?" I asked. "What else do you like when I play with your balls?"

He was silent for a few seconds, then said "I like when you take the two of them in your mouth".

That was a challenge and required some mouth stretching but I had done it already.

"Will you help me, M. Courier?" I asked. "Will you help me be your ball eater?"

He nodded yes and took his balls in his hands. Fuck yes, shove them in my mouth, sir. I lubricated his balls with my spit and opened wide. He helped me get one in my mouth, then slowly pushed the other and soon the both were being held captive beind my lips. I felt so full that it made my drunk with lust. He put his hands behind my head and pulled me towards him. I felt my eyes rolling in their orbit. Whatever he was doing was working, I was somewhere else, my brain was exploding. I fucking loved having his balls in my mouth.

Meanwhile, his hard, downward bent cock was on my face, asking to be swallowed whole, dripping precum and ready to get sucked. I wanted to suck it so, so, soooo bad. I freed M. Courier's balls and looked at him.

"M. Courier", I said. "Fuck my mouth, please."

He smiled with a mixture of excitment and shyness, and took his cock in his hands.

"Will you allow me to receive your cock in my mouth" I asked. I wanted him to talk dirty to me and I was going to flood him with dirty questions.

"Yes", he simply said. You can do better, M. Courier.

"What do I need to do to deserve your cock, sir?" I asked while looking at him in the eyes.

He kept silent for a few seconds then tentatively said.

"You need to open your mouth. Real wide".

Much better. I did. And he penetrated my mouth. First his thick head, with its swollen skin, its foreskin pulled back, its precum flavour. Then the shaft, centimeter by centimeter. It took me by surprise, but mister hung daddy kept pushing his cock down my throat until his balls his my chin. It felt so fucking good, and made me gag quite fast. He removed his cock, covered in my spit, and without giving me time to regain my breath, put it back deep. I fucking loved it. He started long-dicking my skull. Then he got faster. Faster than usual.

"Monsieur Courier!", I thought, "Did I unlock your dom top side?"

As a reply, I got a good, deep, passionate mouth pounding. It was challenging but I wanted that more that anything else at that moment. He fucked my mouth and my throat and I absolutely enjoyed every second of it.

His cock was getting harder and harder, his balls firmer and I knew what that meant.

"I'm gonna come", he said.

I could only nod yes, my mouth being totally filled with cock, and soon his semen was filling my throat. He didn't stop the mouth pounding, which made the whole thing even hotter than it already was, and did so until his balls were empty. When he removed his fat, long cock from my mouth, I had come all over the shower floor, my mouth and throat were coated with his baby batter and my eyes were watering from the whole experience.

I cleaned his cock, leaving no drop of cum unswallowed.

He looked at me and said :

"Wow, that was so good."

You're damn right, M. Courier. That was good as hell. Best shower i've had in years.