“Mmm.Delicious,” he whispered, his tongue coming out to lick them clean.
“Christ,” I said, trying to assemble my brain cells.“Shall I…shall I take you in hand now?”
I nodded to the bulge in his trousers.
“I’d rather put my prick between those pretty lips, if you don’t mind.”
I sighed a laugh.“Don’t mind a’tall, in fact.Seems like I haven’t given you a good suck in ages.”
“Mmm.Who said anything about a suck?”
He stood from the chair and stepped close.
My smile faded in my confusion.
He undid his belt and pushed his trousers down to his thighs.Then he reached out and took my chin in his hand.
“I only want to fuck this mouth.All you have to do is open wide and stay still.”
“Oh.”
“Yes?”
“Yes.Yes.Yes.”
“On your knees.”
I sank to the floor, my bare knees on the wood planks at his booted feet, my shirt hanging about me like a gauzy curtain.I looked up at him, waiting.
He pulled his own shirt over his head, dropping the garment to the floor beside me.
“Put that under your knees, Rooster.”
“Yes, Captain.Thank you.”
I grabbed his discarded shirt and bunched the cloth into a sort of a pillow to place between my bare knees and the wood floor, then positioned myself, waiting with my tongue out as far as it would go.I felt depraved and obscene and like a mindless object ready for use.
Perfect.
“Good lad.See what I’ve got for you?”he said in a low voice as he pulled his cock out and showed his stand to me.
I blinked but remained silent, even though my insides were igniting even now and my cock twitched with renewed vigour.
“Mmm.So obedient for me.”Dinesh murmured, stroking himself and moving closer in order to place the weeping head of his prick on my tongue.“I’m going to fuck your throat, Rooster, and you’re going to stay exactly like this until I’m done.”
I sighed, my hungry soul feeling fed and cared for as he treated me the way I craved.
He took my chin in the fingers of his free hand and guided his cock between my lips, sliding the head over my tongue.I took his prick, breathing through my nose.He thrust gently once or twice, and when he had the rhythm, he grabbed the back of my head and went faster.
He was rough, and I could tell he was close, so I bore the assault without complaint, knowing he’d spill before I choked to death on his truncheon.Death by gigantic cock would be a decent way to go, to be honest.Tears sprang in my eyes, and I coughed at times.I squeezed them shut and focused on being a willing vessel for him, keeping my throat open and my mouth wide.My fingers gripped my knees as a ballast as he used me.
“Oh fuck.You bloody slut, take it, take my prick,” he gasped, moving erratically and then stilling, with his cock all the way in as my eyes bugged wide, and he groaned, his face a grimace of pleasure.
I couldn’t breathe but I knew everything would be over in a moment.I stayed still, bearing the discomfort for the sake of my captain and his pleasure.
He shuddered, then realised my predicament.He withdrew as I gasped and sputtered, his spunk overflowing from my lips, even as I tried to swallow.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have been so careless,” he said, laying a hand on my cheek, gazing at me with such concern that, if I’d had enough air, I’d have laughed.
