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But if there was one huge difference between Chris's and my sexuality, it had to be the fact that Chris almost always proudly announced his impending orgasms to me, whereas I almost never verbally warned him, whenever I was getting ready to oral orgasm. Instead, whenever I would feel the orgasmic feelings starting to quickly overwhelm me, I would abruptly quit talking to Chris, in order to mentally draw back inside of Blowjobs myself for a few moments, and then I would just start cumming. But tonight, since Chris just happened to have the head of my dick inside his mouth when I was getting ready to cum, I made sure to give him a verbal orgasm-warning, in order to keep him from being caught by surprise, and possibly choking on my sperm. So I removed his dick-head from my mouth just masturbation long enough to quickly warn him, "I'm gonna cum." And Chris pulled his mouth up off of my dick-head just long enough to tell me, "Go right ahead." And within the next few seconds, I began unloading my whole wad of sperm directly into the back of Chris's mouth. And he just kept sucking away at my dick-head the whole time, swallowing every bit of my sperm, as if it were some weird ambrosia, or something (just like he had done, when we were down in The Pit, that very first night together). As my dick was beginning to soften up a little bit, I could tell that Chris's dick was doing the exact opposite. His dick-head was ballooning up, and getting very firm. And it was very obvious to me that he was just about ready to orgasm. Ironically, Chris was so preoccupied with sucking away at my dick, that he neglected to warn me about his own impending orgasm. And the next thing I knew, Chris's penis began to rhythmically pulsate, and his sperm started squirting out directly into the back of my mouth. But this time--unlike when we were down inside The Pit, that very first night together--I was ready for Chris's massive ejaculation. I quickly closed off the back of my throat, and breathed through my nose the whole time, as I initially took as much of the sperm as I could fit inside my mouth, before I finally loosened up my lips from around the shaft of his dick, and let all the sperm freely flow out from around his dick-shaft, and drip down onto the playhouse floor. The bottom line was that I did everything I could to keep from actually swallowing any of Chris's ejaculating sperm. But that still didn't keep his sperm from tasting like crap to me. It was very bitter-tasting, and extremely-salty and gooey, too. And it had this overwhelming smell to it that was actually making me nauseous. But I hung in there anyway, and didn't take my mouth off of Chris's dick-head until after he had already pulled his mouth off of my dick. At that point, we both stood up, and then struggled in the dark to put our pants and our underwear back on. 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