Allow him to keep his shirt on

You don't see why not. You let him keep his shirt on, if it makes him feel better. He smiles, as he unzips your pants, your cock flopping out. A grin spreads across his face, as he nuzzles it with his nose, the moustache hairs giving you a pleasurable tickling. Kudos to him on that, you can't say you've ever felt anything like that before, you think to yourself, but lets see what else he has in store. You tell him to get to work, that you want to see his cute face with a cock in his mouth. He obliges you, half your member dissapearing into his face. It's clear to you now that this isin't his first rodeo. You never feel his teeth, only when he uses them to gently scrape on your tip, his tongue not too fast and not too slow, his sensual sucking getting you off just right. It's like heaven (If heaven allowed gay sex), you don't want it to end.

You feel the pressure well up in your balls, and slowly rise through your shaft. You pull his face off your cock, just moments before it twitches, and sends its thick gooey goodness to touch down on his face. The cum splatters, dripping down, on his cheek, on his moustache, on his lips, on his chin... He looks pleased, an obediant look in his eye, as if his desire to pleasure was done.

But he wasn't done, and you make sure to tell him that.

You lie down on the couch, and you tell him to climb on top of you, his cock in your face. You feel it's only fair to taste his cum after he tasted yours, and he agrees, not sure if because he wants to be obediant, or because her really thinks that way, but it doesn't matter much.

He clambers onto you, his girth knocking the wind out of you, more that you were unprepared rather than from the actual weight. When you turn left and right, all you see is his hairy legs, as if planted there, his cock and balls resting on your face. It feels a little humiliating to have a pair of balls just resting on your face, but yet, somehow, it feels rather nice, and... diffrent. You feel him playing around with yours, so it feels only equal to start playing with his. You start by copying his moves only doing it a little rougher, a few tugs on yours, a few harder tugs on his. A suck on yours, a harder suck on his. But your plan changes from just being a copy-cat, and you both feel it. Now it's a race, a race to see who cums first. If he cums first, he will further reinforce his obediant behavious, but if you cum first... Well, you'd rather not lose. It'd be humiliating to lose to someone who wants to be under you.

...But it's hard to think. All you can think about is cumming again, and no doubt he is thinking of cumming as well. You can see it in his balls, how it swells, how it turns a shade of red. You double your efforts, now full on sucking on his cock, bobbing your head up his shaft, and so does he.

Now all that's left to do is see who comes first, and who comes second.