"...Yeah."

Subconsciously, I swallow. "... Yeah."

His smile widens, and he moves behind me to the door and closes it. With a little click, I hear the lock engage.

Finn turns away from the door and moves his body next to mine. I press my lips into his and we start to make out against our room door. His hands explore my body, moving up and down my back, giving my ass a firm squeeze. Reaching down, I give his hardening cock a few tugs and enjoy its sweaty warmth.

I spin him around and gently push him onto his bed, where he lands with a squeak. Our lips touch again, and I can feel his hands on my flat stomach. We break for a second and his tanned, masculine fingers pull my shirt over my head, tousling my dirty blond hair.

I lean back onto him and put my lips to his again, and he gropes my ass with one hand and the back of my head with another. He's sweating like crazy, and I can actually taste some of it on his lips. My cock is struggling against my shorts, so with my free hand, I unbutton myself and let it spring free. Next to Finn's massive 8-incher, my average-sized dick looks almost small in comparison.

We break our kiss and I feel Finn's hand slowly pushing my shoulder down. He looks in my eyes. "Would you mind...?"

He doesn't have to finish the sentence. I kiss my way down his perfect body, stroking his massive length in my right hand as I do so. Finn slowly gets to his feet as I reach his belly button, now on my knees.

I'm face to face with his huge cock, and I don't know how to begin. I can barely fit one hand around his entire girth. I look up at him, and he smiles back down at me. It's not a hungry smile, but a kind, encouraging smile. My dick starts to leak precum.

He puts one of his hands on the back of my head and gently pushes me towards his shaft. I run my tongue along the underside of his cock, taking in his musk and smell. It's intoxicating. When I reach his head, I curl my lips over my teeth and put my mouth around his dick.

Finn groans with pleasure. "Goddamn, Mark. You're a natural."

Slowly, I work half of his length into my mouth before I can't take anymore and I pull him back. With his hands, I can tell what he's trying to tell me: More. Please more. I look up, and his eyes are closed. His breaths are deep and purposeful.

I get into a rhythm, taking a little bit more of his length each time I go forward. After a minute, I come up for air and take a huge breath before moving down to his golf ball-sized balls. Stroking him with my left hand I put each of them in my mouth, sucking on them enthusiastically. With my right hand, I start to jerk myself off.

Finn moans again. "I'm not going to last much longer if you keep this up." Damn, I didn't realize that I was that good.

I go back to his colossal prick and wrap my mouth over it, trying to take as much as possible. Both of Finn's hands are pushing me forward, and I can feel him completely filling up my mouth, and part of my throat. Slowly, I inch forward until I can feel his brown pubes against my nose.

Fuck yeah, I did it.

I push back, not completely letting him out of my mouth, before bringing my left hand up to the base of his shaft and gently working him. I bob on the first five inches or so while jerking the last few with my hand.

Above me, I can hear his breath start to quicken. "Shit, dude. I'm gonna cum."

I pull him out of my mouth and jerk him into my open mouth. Finn gives a huge groan, and ropes of hot, white jizz cover my tongue and face. I swallow what I can, continuing to lick his head as the last few drops dribble out. He leans back onto his bed and catches his breath.

"Holy shit, Mark. I always heard guys give the best blowjobs, but goddamn..." He tosses me a towel from his bedpost and I wipe my face clean. Finn sighs. "What now?"