"I'm gonna cum, Matt..."

"Ughh...," Brendan gave a breathy grunt.

".... nghh...," and then another.

"I'm gonna cum, Matt...," Brendan gave a warning to the porn-star, even as his hips seemed to push forward on their own, Brendan's cock prying at the wet interior of Matt's throat.

Matt drew his mouth away from Brendan for only a second. Heavy strings of saliva not only connected Brendan's cock to Matt's lips, but several strings stretched back to Matt's throat before he spoke. "So... cum," those strands snapped on Matt's chin with his words.

Matt grinned and shoved his face forward; Brendan felt as the twink made a near-swallowing motion as the spongy glans hit the front of his throat. Brendan's shaft was drawn in, sucked in, as if he was meant to lock in place at the posterior of Matt's head. "Fuuuuckk....," Brendan howled, unable to keep from gripping at Matt's ears, tugging them like handles.

Not that Brendan needed those handles; Matt seemed intent to move faster and faster, guiding Brendan to a peak. Even as Brendan felt the smack of Matt's lips on his pubes he could hear the distinctive thwapping sound of Matt jerking his own cock between his legs. Matt dipped his head faster... Matt pumped his fist harder. The light of a nearby camera caught the glistening tear-like dampness in Matt's eyes, his face going redder, nostrils flaring.

Brendan couldn't help but smirk at the stifled, secret language it sounded like Matt was speaking, "Gmmph.. gmmmph gug... glug....gug..." Matt guided his throat... his entire face... up and down, up and down again. There was so much pressure.

Brendan felt his balls tighten and he let out a shout, suddenly holding Matt's head still. He looked down and saw Matt's lips. They were spread-open and filled with Brendan's shaft; they subtly twitched and shifted as the thick cock between them jerked and spasmed out an orgasm.

Brendan stuttered and gasped as he felt his balls aching, tightening, and emptying out into the confines of Matt's throat. He felt his shaft pulse as Matt pulled back, glazing his tongue with the oncoming streaks of white fluid.

As Brendan's orgasm began to turn into dribbles, Matt opened his mouth, providing Brendan the view of the last drops being spilled from his shaft onto Matt's already cum-coated tongue.

Once satisfied that Brendan had an adequate view, Matt drew his head back, and breathing through a mouth full of cum, fisted his own shaft more rapidly. "Uhh... unnnn nnggg..."

Matt's throat gurgled, and as a few drops of Brendan's cum carelessly dripped from the corners of his lips, the twink's own orgasm exploded in his hands. His huge cock fired volleys first on the cement ground, and then spurted vertically, dripping down Matt's clenched hand like glistening candle wax.

Brendan watched Matt, coming down from his orgasm, even as the porn star licked the cum from his hand, swirling it with Brendan's own nut on his tongue. Matt then swallowed the mixture down.

Standing, Matt grinned, licking any remaining residue off his hand as he smirked at Brendan. "That was fun. Though now I want to play around with fucking. You're helping with that soon, right?" Matt cocked his head, doing what he could to straighten his clothes and head inside while Brendan was left to similarly prepare himself for the next suitor.