Making Tyler Squirt

    “Mmm...dude, that feels so good...” Tyler smiled as he pulled up his shirt, giving me better access to his erection down below. I had it in my hands, rubbing it up and down with the intention to make him orgasm for the first time by someone other than himself. I smiled up at him as I massaged his stiff and swollen rod, and occasionally reached down below to feel the smooth ridges of his tight ball sack. His balls were in major need of relief. He leaned his head back and let me know that he enjoyed every move I was making, and I intended to make this last as long as I could.

    Soon Tyler began breathing heavily and squinting his face as I squeezed his hardon in my fist, rubbing up and over the boy's cherry red head. It looked like a small apple between my fingers, and I loved the sound it made as I squished his precum moisture up and down his shaft. He was making his own lube, and the sensation was incredibly erotic.

    “Ohhh.....  ohhhhhh man.....  oohhhhhhh sh- shit....” Tyler held on to the edge of his desk chair as he sat there receiving pleasure from my hands, and it made me all the hotter knowing that he was about to blast harder than he ever had before. He sucked in his tummy and arched his back as he let out a long and agonizingly erotic groan, and in an instant his cock was squirting thick streams of milk all down my forearms and fist. The squinted smile on his face as his body convulsed and dumped his young semen down all over me made my own stiff cock press firmly against my underwear. I quickly unzipped and pulled myself out and began stroking madly as I watched the boy's orgasm squirt rope after rope of warm wetness all over me.

    “Mmmmm, shit that's hot.... damn I'm gonna cum too.... shit, here it comes, Ty.... hang on.... mmmmfffff!” I stood up and hovered over his crotch in a squat as I felt myself give way to the intense pleasure of mutual orgasm. As Tyler's cock dribbled its last remaining drops of pleasure, mine began to erupt and deluge down on to his smooth body below me. I arched back and thrust in to his crotch, gushing my load all over him as our swords crossed in an intimate battle of boy-milk. He chuckled in delight of its warmth and quantity. It was a hard comparison to see who had the most fluids squirt out of their cock, but when all was said and done, we really didn't care. We just enjoyed the mutual sensation of drenching one another in our juices all too much.

    “Aaaahhh- haahhhhh....” I leaned forward and watched the last few drops of my orgasm drip in to Tyler's lap, covering his still stiff cock in warm cream as he held his shirt up and watched in excitement. It was incredibly hot to watch our juices mix all over his genitals, and I wondered if this would be a repeat event in the future, but with me down below next time. I wanted so badly for him to dominantly lean in over me and cover me in his hot boy goo as his shiny red head burst in to streams of thick white.

    Tyler stood up and gently pressed our softening cocks together, mashing and mixing our warm fluids together like batter in a cock-filled cake between our legs. I was sensitive from my orgasm still, but it felt relaxing to feel the boy's flaccid wet member gently slide over top and down below mine. We played like this for a few more minutes before we quickly wiped our mess on a towel and pulled our shorts and underwear back on. It was time for dinner, and we needed some replenishment after draining each other in sweet mutual pleasure.