Fast forward three and a half years and hundreds of blowjobs later from the night I met Clark, and I was reaching a breaking point. I loved him and loved being his service animal (as he called me), but I hadn't been able to convince him to fuck me. But it was Superbowl Sunday, and I had a plan.

He loved football, but I didn't, so he invited two of our friends over. Both were big bears about his age. Just my type. And I was going to kill two fantasies in one amazing day: more than one cock at at time, and anal. It was the perfect plan, and I knew it'd work.

Nearly every morning, I gave him head. This morning I faked an appointment and left him wanting. That was step one. I was gone all day and returned right before kickoff. The company had arrived and they all were sitting around the tv.

When I walked in, he grabbed me, sat me on his lap, gave me a kiss and pushed me off and onto the couch beside him. Football talk resumed. I spun around and rested my head on his lap, facing his crotch. With one hand, I started to rub his cock through his jeans. He pushed my hand away after a couple strokes.

We'd all seen each other naked in our late night hot tub sessions, but it's never been anything more than that. Clark's not into groups. We played the pushing my hand away game for a bit, but it was mostly a show on his part, his cock was telling his truth. It didn't take long before I had him unbuttoned, unzipped and cock out.

"Excuse us, g--" And I took him right down to his balls. He didn't even try to get up. I could feel the eyes of our friends on me. It was such a turn on. I sucked him hard and fast, tip to balls, only stopped periodically to lick the shaft up and down, and to suck his balls.

He was getting close. His cock was hard, and the sweet taste of his precum was in my mouth. "Don't stop," he whispered. I gave him two more strokes, and then stopped, and licked his shaft again. I got him to the edge and stopped a couple more times and "he said, when are you going to let me cum?" I stroked his cock slowly and asked him how long until the game ends?. I smiled, and then slow sucked him.

He was fully into it now. Stopping me when he'd get close and trying hard not to cum. Sucking, stroking, licking, changing speed, cadence and pressure. Sometimes I'd stop and wait until he went soft before vigorously sucking him hard again. Other times I'd lightly lick his frenulum when he was on edge, keeping him right there on the edge.

The first quarter ended. I was on my knees on the couch beside him. He had my pants pulled down a bit and a hand was on my ass. He loved to spank my ass red, and today it was a strawberry, and really sensitive. I think he wanted to punish me like I was him. I'm into it, so it just made it hotter. My ass was facing away from our friends so I could make eye contact with them periodically while sucking Clark.

I stood up and accidentally-on-purpose let my pants fall to my ankles. I knelt in front of him, between his legs and continued to suck. What I was really doing was giving our friends a view of something for their cocks.

Mere moments later I heard, "Let me eat Ben's little ass." I looked up at Clark and slowly sucked him out of my mouth. I smiled and gave him my best "please-please-let-him" look. I was so horny and dreamt of his moment for years. Clark smiled, never broke eye contact with me and said..."Fuck no, he's mine." and pushed my head back on his cock.

I was devastated but, I still had a cock in my mouth, so life could be worse. Plus, if I made him horny enough, maybe he'd relent. Well, he didn't. I give him (and me) a break at halftime and then sucked him for the last half of the game.

He didn't quite last until the end (I'm sure he wanted to watch the last two minutes in peace) and after more than 3 hours of sucking his cock, Clark had the orgasm of his life.

It started with "I'm close". I'd heard this a lot this afternoon, but this time he didn't pull away. And even though the game wasn't over, I was teasing myself also, I wanted his cum. I sucked him slow and steady, not exactly how he liked it because I wanted to draw it out a little more. His legs were stretched out and tensed, his head was back and he was making a "Ah. Ah. Ah," sound. And then, finally I heard, "I'm cumming."

I pulled out and licked his frenulum and slowly stroked his cock. He tensed more, "I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming....AHHHHHH!" He was nearly screaming, but not yet coming. Then he slowly edged just past the point of no return and his scream turned off, a few moments later he released a softer "ohhhhhhh".

I put his cock back in my mouth and sucked him exactly the way he liked it when he was cumming. It was amazing. The first few spurts were huge, forceful and came so quickly after one another. I've seen Clark orgasm a thousand times by then, but I've never seen his whole body convulse and vibrate. It was like he was getting electrocuted. When I fantasized about this, I thought he'd be loud and screaming, but he was quieter, lots of ahs, fuck...mes, and moans. It was so hot watching him get his mind blown.

It was by far the biggest load I've ever had. He usually gives a good load, but this was something else. Even after the initial 4 or 5 strong hard spurts, he still pumped 5 or 6 more thick wads of cum into my mouth. I sucked for about a minute after he stopped cumming and then pulled up, showed him the load and swallowed.

His poor cock was so tired. Shriveled, and a little swollen I've never seen it so short and fat. It was as if he was trying to hide and wanted no more. I stood up, gave a look to the friends that said, oh well, we tried, and took a shower.

I ended it with Clark about a month after that. I needed more. I tried hooking up with one of the guys from the game, but they were both really his friends, took his side, and didn't entertain it.