A Cock In The Hand - S01 E17

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A Cock In The Hand - S01 E17

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 17

As I knelt, his boner raised up slightly, as another rush of blood filled him further. From there, it settled back a little higher than it had been. It was difficult to believe a cock that size, could get hard enough to point to the ceiling and not collapse under its own weight. The ridge of his head was thick, and stretched to the point, that his skin seemed to glisten. I could see the tiny ridge of skin down the underside of his cock head. That was always my most sensitive spot, so that's the spot I was targeting, as I leaned in.

Seeing his boner stiffening by the second, sent an unwanted tingling pulse from my balls to the tip of my dick, as it tried to follow his lead. I diverted my thoughts with images in my head to reverse my stiffening. Accidentally walking in on my naked grandmother as a child, the sight of my arm after I broke it, bike riding when I was twelve.

That was fruitless, the second my tongue touched the spot. The warm, silky skin and slightly-salty taste, sent an electrifying jolt from my tongue to my cock, stiffening me almost instantly. There was no stopping it.

I pressed my flattened tongue against his warmth and moved it side to side, as my upper lip touched his cock head, and I opened my mouth wide to receive him. His moan of pleasure seemed to vibrate through my quickly-hardening boner, like some demented tuning fork.

I hated having no control over my own body, but the intensity of the tingling in my cock and balls, was like nothing I'd ever felt before; the more of him I took in, the greater the intensity.

He spoke in breathy moans. "Mmmm, Senior Captain Cock--fucking--Sucker, oh, I appreciate your enthusiasm and following orders...AH!"

I began to bob on his cock, encouraged by his reaction. And was encouraged even more, when I made the arrogant fuck speechless for once. As I increased my pace, the need to take all of him, again drove that stirring in my cock to a frenzied level. The mask somehow provided the shield my mind needed to block out any inhibition. It wasn't Captain Wayne Stilson, pilot, husband and father sucking his cock. It was Captain Steven Cocksucker, doing what no ordinary human could do. Devouring monster cock like a superhuman.

Suddenly, he pushed my forehead and rocked his hips back pulling his cock free. My mouth was agape, as I watched his boner spring upward and thud against his abdomen. I wondered what I had done wrong.

"I appreciate following orders, my friend, but I do have a little time to enjoy this." He stepped forward, "Kiss my balls, please."

He placed a hand on the back of my head, and I dropped my ass to my heels to lower myself. As my lips connected with his nuts, his hot steel pressed against my face with his shaft pressed against my nose and covered my left eye.

"Mmmhhh," he sighed, as I planted kisses on his tight sack. "That's it, get to know all of it, Steven. This is going to be your best friend."

His hips rocked slowly, as I craned my neck and slunk lower to kiss the underside.

"Oh, that's so good," his eyes closed, as I looked up the side of his shaft, over his firm abs to his contented face.

I extended my tongue and caressed his ball sack with my moist tongue. The musky scent and had my cock throbbing, as I breathed through my nose. My left hand wrapped around his thigh for support, as I slid under him. I felt him sigh as I exhaled, and my warm breath washed over his sensitive sack.

My right hand slid upward, taking his cock in hand, once again. I stroked his length as I clung to his thigh, and coated his balls with a flood of saliva. I could only imagine what I must have looked like, as I played perverted limbo, to lick this rotten bastard's balls from below, wearing stockings and a mask, with my cock as hard as it's ever been.

In awe of the hot stiffness of such a big dick, I lapped up every inch of his sack, then ran my tongue in the crease of his nuts and thighs, before moving to the base of his pole. I pulled his cock toward me and licked the front of his shaft pushing my flattened tongue firmly against it. My tongue felt every ridge and vein, as I continued to the tip. There, I rubbed his most-sensitive spot, side to side against me, and got a taste of his sweet pre-cum. We moaned together, before I slid back down to his balls and licked up the right side.

"Damn, CC, you got me goin' my friend."

His hand rested softly on the back of my head, as I continued to lick. Finally, I stopped and looked up to him. "Can I please suck your cock now, Mr. Thomas?"

Anticipating his answer, I rose up as I licked him hard up the front one last time.

"Oh, yes you can, Steven. Show me your superpower Captain Cocksucker, up, up and away."

I plunged on, pulling his boner down so I could get a better angle. Once again, it seemed impossible to force the huge cock into my throat. But, I knew I had done it before, and needed to do it again. I sucked and bobbed, with drool running down my chin and neck. I varied the angle trying to find the optimal position to take all of him.

"Fuck, Captain," he panted. "You're trying to make me come, aren't you."

I nodded with a grunt.

"If you make me come, it's gonna be rough on that virgin ass to make me come a second time. Oh fuck, fuck fuck..." He began to thrust his hips forcing himself deeper. "Are you sure..."