Pushing It

Gavin Press stretches his jaw around Paul Dawson's cock. It's 2007, the gym bags are still packed, and sweat marks the bench. Paul feeds it slow, then deeper, hitting the back of Gavin's throat until spit strings down his chin. Gavin's own dick throbs untouched while he works, eyes locked on the thick shaft sliding in and out. Paul grips the back of Gavin's neck, pushing the jock's mouth all the way down. Gavin takes it, breathing hard through his nose, throat stretching around the girth. Paul pulls out just enough for Gavin to gasp, then thrusts back in with a low grunt. Gavin's lips stay tight, cheeks hollowed, every inch disappearing until his nose brushes the trimmed hair at the base. He swallows around it, the pressure milking Paul closer. The heat builds fast. Gavin's tongue works the underside on every stroke, catching each drop that leaks free. Paul holds him there longer, hips rolling, and Gavin stays down on it, eyes watering but hungry for the next push.