In his mouth

John thought about letting Sam fill him up briefly before remembering just how good Sam tasted, "In my mouth, pleeaassee" John said with a **** neediness. Sam pulled out of John and quickly moved to straddle his chest, his cock inches from John's mouth. John eagerly took him in, his tongue swirling around the head. Sam's hand gripped john's hair as he thrust into his mouth, his hips moving in a frenzied rhythm.

"Fuuuuuck" Sam groaned as he came, his body shuddering with the **** of his release. John's mouth was instantly filled to the brim with Sam's cum, the salty musky taste overwhelming his senses. 'How can a guy cum this much?' John wondered as gulped down the great tasting goo. But then, Sam's second spurt hit the back of his throat, and he was once again struggling to keep up.

John swallowed quickly, **** to keep up with the torrent of cum pouring into his mouth, it seemed like every time John gulped down his mouthful of cum another spurt filled his mouth. Eventually after 9 total spurts that barely, if at all got smaller than the first mouthful, Sam's orgasm subsided. John was left with one last mouthful of cum, he savoured it, letting it roll around on his tongue before swallowing it slowly, relishing the sensation of it sliding down his throat.