Little Mike vs. Big Mike

Mike and I left his place in Harrison and headed west in his Tacoma pick-up truck. As Mike drove he told me where we were heading and a little bit about his friend that we were going to visit. As it turns out Mike’s friends name was Mike as well. According to Mike his friend’s place was huge, very private and cost a boat load of money.

Mike mentioned how he had met the other Mike and got into juicy details about the sexual encounters he had with him. According to Mike, his friend had a big dick and he liked to have it sucked and he also had a thing for threesomes. Which, of course, was why we were going to visit him in the first place.

Mike had called him earlier that day and told him that he might stop in for a visit. He didn’t mention bringing me along for the ride though. Mike and I discussed our desire to engage his friend into a threesome, but we didn’t discuss a specific plan on how to make that happen. As we drove along I started to become anxious and wondered how the day would turn out and whether or not we would have a good time.

I was totally impressed with Mike number two’s place as soon as we turned into the driveway and the house came into view. The house was bigger then Mike described and had to be at least ten thousand square feet in size. By the time we had come to a stop in front of the house and gotten out of the car Mike number two stepped out of his front door and greeted us with a big smile on his face. If he was surprised with me being there he didn’t show it and shook my hand firmly.

Mike number two was a big man and immediately became Big Mike in my book. He stood at least six foot four inches tall and weighed two hundred and fifty pounds. Mike had told me that his friend was sixty five years old but other then having salt and pepper hair he didn’t look his age.

Being just five foot seven inches tall, I was dwarfed standing next to him and immediately understood why he had a big dick. I stole a glance down at his crotch when he wasn’t looking at me to check out his package. I couldn’t tell how large his equipment was because the jeans he was wearing were to loose fitting. Oh well, time will hopefully tell I told myself.

Big Mike invited us into his home and immediately offered us something to eat and drink. As it turned out he was just about ready to sit down and eat lunch when we arrived so he insisted that we join him. Big Mike had prepared a salad, cooked some corn on the cob and grilled some burgers on his expansive back deck. Big Mike and Little Mike talked while he cooked and I just listened and checked out the sights around the large back yard.

The three of us drank beer while we chatted and ate. After the meal we had another round of beers and went into the house and sat in the den. Big Mike kept asking us if we needed anything and to just make ourselves at home. You could tell that Big Mike had money, not just by the size of his house but by the expensive furnishing inside of it. While we talked I learned that Big Mike owned a large construction company that did very well for itsself which explained where his money came from.

I asked a lot of questions about his house which he gladly answered with obvious pride. As it turned out he had designed the house himself and his company built it. Sensing my genuine interest in his home Big Mike asked me if I would like to take the grand tour. I gladly accepted and got up and followed Big Mike out of the room as we began making our way through his house. Having been in the house numerous times before Little Mike stayed in the Den while I got the personal tour.

We made our way throughout the downstairs and then climbed a wide staircase leading up to the second floor. Each room was more spectacular then the one before it. The most impressive room was the master bedroom which was enormous and was filled with very expensive furniture. There was a king sized bed against one wall with a large flat screen attached to the opposite wall.

I whistled my approval and jokingly remarked that this must be where all the fun takes place. Big Mike chuckled at my reference and showed me the large bathroom that had a small Jacuzzi, shower and bath tub in it. Seeing an opportunity, I turned and faced Big Mike and complimented him on his beautiful home.

I also complimented him on his hospitality and told him that I wished there was something I could do for him to show my appreciation. As I said that I purposely looked down at his crotch and stared at it briefly. I wanted Big Mike to see me check him out and hoped that he understood the meaning of what I said and the lingering jester.

I could tell immediately that he got my drift when he thanked me for my offer and that I should feel free to help myself to anything I saw that would give me pleasure. Not needing to hear anything else, I immediately sank to my knees before him and looked up at his face as I felt the front of his crotch with both of my hands.

Big Mike just smiled as I felt the outline of his big cock through his jeans. I continued to stare at his face as I rubbed him and began to feel his cock grow bigger with my touch. “I think I know what I can do to show you my appreciation,” I said as I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans. Once his pants were unfastened I pulled them down off of his hips and let them drop to the floor around his ankles.

I rubbed his fast growing cock through the thin layer of his white briefs totally impressed with the size of his package. Big Mike moaned slightly as I pulled the waist band of his briefs away from his skin with one hand and reached in and grasped his huge dick with my other. I pulled his briefs down as I tried to free his cock from its confinement. Once his briefs were out of the way his cock sprang to full attention and slightly bumped my face.

I had to agree with Little Mike and concur that Big Mike had a “huge” cock. I guessed that it had to be at least ten inches long and a good six inches in circumference. To my complete delight I was very pleased to see that he had a beautiful cut cock. It was fully erect and curved up slightly like most large cocks do. It was what I like to call a sucking cock, a cock made for sucking.

I cupped his low hanging cum filled balls with my left hand while I stroked his hard shaft with my right. Feeling a little unsteady on his feet, Big Mike stepped out of his pants and briefs and spread his feet to a more comfortable stance. He gulped in some air as I stroked his shaft and began to lick and kiss the head of his blood engorged dick. Although I wanted to give Big Mike the maximum amount of pleasure, and one of the best blowjobs he had ever had, I couldn’t resist putting his beautiful cock in my mouth a minute longer.

I looked up and watched Big Mike’s face contort with pleasure as I began to suck on his hard cock. Being as big as it was I couldn’t get that much into my mouth and down my throat. Having tamed my gag reflex, I was able to get more of his dick down my throat then the next guy probably could.

I fluttered my tongue against the sensitive underside of his cock with every up and down motion I made with my head and mouth. My movement slowly began to pick up as I felt his body and cock respond to my manipulations. His dick was so big I was able to grasp the base of it and stroke it with my hands as I continued to suck on the head and upper shaft.

Big Mike’s breathing began to increase as I worked on his massive dick. Drool was leaking out of the corners of my mouth which helped lubricate the lower part of his dick and allowed my hands to jerk it smoothly. Up and down I moved my head and mouth on his hard cock. Just when I could feel his cock begin to grow even more and get slightly harder, indicating that he was starting to build up to his climax, I heard Little Mike say “I fucking knew it.”

“I knew you two guys were up here fucking around,” he added as he stepped from behind Big Mike and into view. He must have been standing there for awhile and watching us because he had his pants undone and was stroking his hard cock with his hand. “What a cocksucker you are Kenny, sucking on that big dick like it was your last meal,” he added as I continued to work on Big Mike‘s organ.

By then Big Mike was beginning to start his climax. He had put his hands on the top of my head, holding it in place while he thrust his hips upward literally fucking my stretched mouth. I continued to flick my tongue against his cock while I tried to increase the tempo of my bobbing head and mouth to match Big Mike’s thrusting. His cock began to swell, as if that was even possible, indicating that he was on the verge of cuming.

Little Mike could tell that Big Mike was about to cum and began to give me verbal commands. As he stood there and watched, franticly stroking his hard cock he said, “that’s it Kenny suck that big fucking dick.” “Suck his cum right out of those big balls you fucking cocksucker,” he added while watching me with wild eyes as I sucked on his friend’s big cock for all I was worth.

“That’s it bitch he’s almost there,” mike said just as Big Mike held my head still with his hands, shoved his cock further down my throat and began to shoot his hot, thick juicy load down my throat. Squirt after squirt shot down my hungry throat as I swallowed and swallowed trying to keep up with the volume of his seed pouring down the inside of my throat.

“Swallow all that shit Kenny,” Little Mike said as he watched me gulp down Big Mike’s massive load of cum. When he finally stopped shooting his sperm down my throat Big Mike let go of the two handed grasp he had on my head. Once freed from his grip I began to stroke his cock again with my hands while I sucked on the head of his dick. I continued to do this while he caught his breath and didn’t stop until I was certain that I sucked out all of his sweet juicy man milk.

Following close behind Big Mike, Little Mike brought himself to the verge of cuming. Just as I was about to release Big Mike’s cock and let it slip out of my mouth Little Mike reached for my head and said “come on Kenny open your mouth wide and catch this load I’m about to feed you.” I quickly turned towards him and opened my mouth as wide as I could with my tongue stuck out as he wildly stroked his dick.

With a loud sigh Little Mike began to shoot his hot load into my wide open and hungry mouth. His aim wasn’t exactly perfect even though the majority of his sperm made into my mouth a couple squirts missed and shot on my upturned face. “Show me all that fucking sperm your cocksucking faggot,” Little Mike almost whispered as he squeezed out the few remaining drops of his cum on my extended tongue.

Following his command, I turned my head and wide open mouth closer to Little Mike so that he could see all of his fresh sperm sitting on my tongue waiting to be swallowed. Satisfied that I had done a good job catching his man juice in my mouth, Little Mike nodded at me with a smile on his face. Feeling pleased with myself, I closed my mouth and happily swallowed his sweet juicy sperm.

Not wanting to waste a single drop of Little mike’s cum, I first scooped off the sperm on the side of my face with my fingers and then licked them clean with my tongue. Then I leaned over and sucked Little Mike’s spent cock into my mouth and sucked on it until I was sure there was no more cum to be had from it. With a slight pop, I let it slip from my mouth and licked my lips with my tongue indicating my satisfaction.

“Wow, that was fucking hot,” Big Mike said as he watched the show Little Mike and I had put on for him. Big Mike didn’t know that Little Mike and I had experienced the exact same scenario on numerous other occasions. Little Mike knew that I loved having another guy jerk off his cock and shoot his cum into my greedy sperm loving mouth while kneeling down in front of him. For me the only thing better then sucking a big hard cock is swallowing all of it’s hot juicy sperm.