Chapter 6
Mark's aching balls and throbbing prick caused him to ignore the significance of Teddy's comment.
"Teddy, come here and suck this! I need your hot mouth, Teddy! Please!" Mark demanded.
Teddy did not move to obey immediately. Instead he took out his own cock and began to stroke it while watching Mark masturbating. He stood directly in front of the policeman, watching solemnly.
"Will you suck me like Mr. Graves did?" he asked softly.
Mark groaned. "I'm not a cocksucker! I can't do that! Please, Teddy, blow me!" He was becoming more and more anxious for the soft, full lips to close over his cock and give him that exquisite thrill that only Teddy could give.
Teddy moved closer, never taking his eyes from Mark's huge prick. He jerked his own cock slowly, as if hypnotized by the jerking hand and prick.
"Please, Teddy!" Mark pleaded.
"Will you jerk me off then?" Teddy persisted.
"Yes, yes, anything, but please suck my hot prick before I lose my mind!" Mark groaned desperately.
Teddy moved close so Mark could reach his cock, but did not lower his head. Mark realized that he would not suck him until Mark took the boy's cock in his hand. The stiff cock was only inches away, and was moist from pre-cum juice on the tip.
Hesitantly, Mark took the boy's prick in his hand. It was velvet-smooth and rigid, but the soft skin moved easily. This was the first cock other than his own that he had ever held; his own prick lurched with sudden excitement from the thrilling contact. And as he grasped it and moved his hand slowly, Teddy's entire body tensed in response. The boy's eyes closed for a moment as if to fix the sensation in memory.
Mark had stopped his own manipulation as he fondled the boy. His huge cock jerked and throbbed in the air.
Teddy's eyes opened and he gazed at the thick prick. He licked his lips and bent to take it in. As he engulfed the cockhead, Mark groaned and stiffened. As Teddy worked his way down the cockshaft, Mark gripped the boy's cock fiercely and began to jerk it rapidly.
"Oh, yes, Teddy! Take my cock! Suck it! Suck it hard!"
Teddy sucked hard. The man's hand on his cock further excited him. He cupped Mark's balls and rode up and down on the thick cockshaft, loving the smoothness and stiffness and throbbing of the prick in his mouth.
"Suck my balls now! Take them into your hot mouth!"
Teddy shifted his attention to the big, heavy balls hanging low. He sucked each one into his mouth and lapped it gently before releasing it and replacing it with the other one.
Unconsciously, Mark also shifted to Teddy's balls, fondling them between his fingers. The boy's balls were smaller than his own but felt full and tense. Mark could almost feel the boy's excitement and impending release.
Teddy began to stroke the wet cock as he sucked the balls. This brought another groan from Mark.
"Teddy, I'm going to cum!"
Teddy immediately abandoned the tightening balls and dove down hard on Mark's throbbing prick, not wanting to miss a drop of cum.
"Yes, suck me hard now! I'm going to shoot in your mouth! Suck it -- suck it -- ahhhhhh!"
Teddy took the first spurt deep in his throat and choked, but swallowed quickly and took the rest without mishap. The huge cock gushed into his suctioning mouth, Mark groaning with every spurt.
In his excitement, Mark gripped Teddy's cock fiercely to the point of pain. Suddenly the cock jerked and spurted cum over his clenched hand while the man gushed into Teddy's mouth. The warm sticky jizz further excited Mark and Teddy moaned and hummed with joy as he took the hot load. The pain increased the thrill of orgasm -- an added stimulation.
As Mark's climax started to recede and he again became aware of his surroundings, he realized that he had jerked off the boy. He abruptly withdrew his hand as Teddy took the last dribbles of the man's cum. Mark sat up, pushing Teddy away.
Teddy's sad eyes bored into Mark's. He needed intimacy, but he was rejected. Mark ignored the pleading eyes. He shook his hand, trying to dislodge the clinging cum. Silently Teddy handed Mark his handkerchief. Mark wiped his hand distastefully and threw the handkerchief down.
He avoided the boy's eyes. He stood up, put his softening cock back in his pants, and said gruffly: "It's time we were getting back."
Teddy silently adjusted his clothing and they walked back toward the home without conversation. When they were almost there, Teddy asked softly, "Will you visit me again?"
"Yes, I guess so," Mark grunted, stony-faced.
Mr. Graves was in the office when they returned.
"Well, did you have a nice walk?" he asked. Mark thought he detected a note of sarcasm.
"Yes, it was fine," Mark responded shortly. Teddy was silent as usual.
"I will probably see you next week, then," Mark said to Teddy.
"All the boys like to have visitors," Mr. Graves said dryly.
Mark said his goodbyes and left to drive back to the city. All they way home he fought with himself. His need for Teddy was becoming stronger, but his mind resisted. He wasn't queer, he kept saying to himself. And yet he had thrilled to touch the boy's hard cock with the velvet skin, and Teddy's full red lips around his cock brought him to heights of ecstasy he could find nowhere else. He had to stop seeing him, and yet he was drawn back again and again by an irresistible force.