Gagging story during blowjob

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Things always break on Fridays. The damn furnace went out during the afternoon, and every repair place I called would not promise when they could get to me, as temperatures were only in the teens. Finally today I got a call telling of their arrival.

Sure enough, an unmarked white van sat at the curb in front of the townhouse. For a moment it felt a little creepy that he was already there like a late night stalker, but maybe he lived nearby. Also I guessed this far up north these guys had to work all hours. I was grateful I would at least have heat, as the house was getting chilly.

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Jacob was a big guy, over six feet with a linebacker build. Once in the basement, he stripped off his worn parka down to a filthy red hoodie and jeans. The removal of his ski cap revealed that his blonde hair was short, and he had a short beard as well. He must have been in his late twenties, a little older than me. I offered coffee and delivered a mug to him as he knelt by the partially disassembled furnace, his shirt and jeans plastered with soot. His large hands were equally as soiled as he gripped the mug. It seemed like I had seen him somewhere before, but dismissed the idea, since we had moved here less than a year ago. All our local acquaintances were medical staff that worked with my wife.

We made small talk as he worked, and I thanked him for coming by so late at night.

 Jacob adjusted the crotch of his dirty denim pants. He had been in a squatting position, but lowered a knee to the scrap carpet on the floor and a nice bulge was detectable along the inside of his other thigh. I was sure that move was for my benefit, and he glanced over to see me staring down at the denim hump. My own cock was rapidly hardening inside my sweatpants. Was he inviting me to suck him off?

" Have you ever sucked a dick upside down?" He suddenly made me blush but I felt bolder for some reason and said.

"No." I always wanted to try it, but wasn't sure how well this was going to work in this uncomfortable location.

"Lie down, pants around your ankles, boxers too. I like to see a man's cock while he's sucking me!"

I heard a zipper as I followed the instructions, and my sweats and Hanes 34s were soon almost completely off, and the air chilled my bare skin. My dick was throbbing madly and pointed at the ceiling. I was going to need to wash everything, as I was wallowing in decades of dirt, but didn't care. I was going to get to suck another dick! I was flattered that he had routinely watched me in the alley this past summer, and I was ready to do his bidding.

I had barely adjusted my shoulders and leaned my head back when Jacob was over me. My mouth propped open as wide as possible, I was practically in the dark as his big frame instantly blocked most of the light. I didn't even get to see his stiff meat in its entirety before the divided underside of his circumcised helmet passed over the bridge of my nose. Jacob's awesome, vein-riddled shaft was next, resembling the tensed forearm of a posing bodybuilder. It just seemed to keep going and going as it nearly filled my field of vision, and passed beyond my trembling, anticipating lips. Salty and smelling like heating fuel and stale piss, his dick pressed my tongue up against my bottom teeth and was still progressing toward my tonsils. I now understood what he meant by big leagues as his heavy, warm shaved sack nestled against my forehead. I formed a duck mouth and closed my lips around the warm, thick, muscular, long cock. I only had time to feel a couple pulses of blood flowing through it when he spoke, his voice coming from midair over my crotch as he was nearly lying on top of me.

"Open. Relax it," Jacob said, referring to my throat. He alternately grabbed my wrists and set my hands flat beneath my head, apparently to cushion my scalp if it contacted the hard wooden stair tread.

My introduction to the 'big leagues' of cock sucking began slowly, with the guy's bulbous head plugging my throat and pulling back several times, creating a series of loud squishy audible above the roar of the furnace. It felt awesome to have my mouth filled so quickly.

"Do you like that?" He asked. I hummed a positive reply as he spoke again. "You cock sucking faggot." I hummed agreement again, my dick twitching as I confessed.

His pace increased as my throat became increasingly occupied, and I began noisily gagging with violent convulsions. As my chest cavity literally bounced off the deck, my head indeed bottomed out and slammed into my hands beneath. I could feel pools of phlegm and thick saliva form and overflow with loud gurgles out of my mouth. I was now involuntarily grunting random and strained, flatted chords of discomfort as Jacob's rock hard meat rhythmically choked me.

"Take it! Take it you cocksucker!" he grunted as he fucked my mouth.

I was at his mercy, completely dominated by that cock, at moments unable to sense anything else but the stabbing, stiff penis. It felt like he had inserted a third arm into me and was trying to lift me into the air by the oesophagus. The big man's hanging belt buckle pelted my ear, and his open zipper scraped my forehead. From above I must have looked like a small fish that had taken the bait from a giant shark hook and was thrashing about on the boat deck, unable to escape or breathe. My own dick, load rapidly building, flailed around, loosing some its solidity as the throat fucking had absolutely consumed my senses. I had been kicking the floor without even realising it. Taking Jacob's dick so deep and so suddenly was simply another unforgettable experience.

After about thirty seconds of his relentless, chaotic skull fuck, Jacob pulled his cock out and into the light. I coughed and wheezed like a near drowning victim, my upside down face dripping with snot and phlegm. I could only see out of one tearful eye, but Jacob's stunning hard cock came into view. The reason I felt hooked like a mackerel was now obvious. The stiff meat had a beautiful upward banana curve, which aided its navigation far into my throat to what felt like halfway to my stomach. His muscular dick was coated, glistening and draped with strings and webs of thick, cloudy liquid, which escaped in ropes and strings after their disconnection from my face, flung in random directions as it swayed temptingly. He hadn't come, as this was 'just a taste'.

Sweaty despite the cool air, I could only think of one word. "More," I said between coughs. "Please."

"You like that?" Jacob laughed, stepping away from me. "I need to go. I'll call later, I need to check on these settings, anyway," he said, referring to the furnace.

The blonde man's dirty hand wiped the slobber off his dick and wiped on my heaving chest, leaving a shiny grey blotch across my Steelers sweatshirt, something I wasn't brave enough to wear outside around this city.

I watched him stuff his boner into his jeans and zip up; I hated to see it disappear.

"Not bad," Jacob said, sliding into his parka. "Have you ever taken one up your ass?"

"Yeah, once with the old guys."

"That's it? Cool," He replied as I scrambled around on the floor, trying to upright myself.

I followed him out to the van and paid the repair ticket in the frigid air, my dick making a tent in my sweats, unable to look him in the eye. Jacob promised to come back later in the morning, and he would call first. I returned to the basement to make sure there was no sign of the brief encounter present in the heavy coating of dirt. There was evidence everywhere. I had to remove prints of my bare butt, his hands, and even my shoe prints were on the lower door frame, made while I was on my back flopping around with his cock down my throat. Satisfied I had tidied up, I showered and retook my spot on the sofa in front of the fireplace. I could not stop thinking about his cock. It was all I could do not to jerk off. It took a while for me to calm down, but I gradually fell asleep.

And he came the next morning and I got to suck his huge cock again. And that just became a regular occurrence after that. Me sucking his cock while him pushing it deeper in my throat.

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