A Cock In The Hand - S01 E39

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A Cock In The Hand - S01 E39

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 39

My head bobbed faster, but only taking half his length which also increased my pace on Crewcut’s cock. The pounding of my prostate sent a shock of pleasure through my balls with each bounce. And as Bull emptied his last bit of spunk, I grunted and spasmed while my balls released an almost-steady stream of jizz that flowed from my cock and down my shaft.

I managed to keep Bull's cock in my mouth, as my balls emptied a huge load of cum that puddled on Crewcut’s belly after it dripped from my balls.

"Fuck me, the cock-whore's coming without being touched!" said the hippie.

Pudgy, fucked my hand a little harder and I felt his pre-cum oozing and lubing his cock, as I stroked him. I jacked them off faster as Bull pulled his softening cock from my mouth. It flopped and bounced as it hung in an arc, glistening with saliva and cum.

Pudgy, groaned, "Suck it, now!" He was clearly on the verge.

So I leaned to the right and plunged him into my mouth. I barely got my lips around his shaft when he gripped my head, thrusted himself into my throat and blew his wad. His upper body spasmed forward with each jolt of cum, and he grunted uncontrollably with his mouth hung open.

His jizz oozed out, as he fucked my face hard, pulling all the way out and slamming himself back in. Saliva and cum ran down my chin, as Crewcut began to fuck me wildly. I could barely keep Pudgy in my mouth, as Crewcut hammered himself inside me like a machine gun.

He moaned loudly, and I could feel his cock pulsing in my ass, as he released his seed inside of me. My cock began to get its second wind as they both slowed their pace. After several slower, deliberate thrusts from Pudgy, he pulled out and I became aware I had stopped stroking Hippie, but held his cock in my left hand.

When Pudgy stepped back, Hippie quickly stepped forward, yanked his boner from my hand and promptly shoved it into my mouth. Thankful for only one cock to focus on as Crewcut remained in my ass, but was content with my slow-rolling-hip motion.

Hippie was rock hard and ready, so I managed to work all eight inches in quickly. Not even a challenge for Captain Cock-whore. With both hands now free, I gripped his ass with my hands and fucked his plump stiff cock with my super-powered throat.

"Oh fuck! Go Captain, Ah! Fucking. Ah! Cock-whore. Oh fuck!" he grunted, as I lunged him into my mouth and back out to the tip at a firm, fast pace. He just stood still, as I fucked him with my mouth, needing to taste his cum and complete the trifecta.

Even as I worked toward my next prize, I knew I had to taste them all including Crewcut, who remained in my ass, and was beginning to stiffen again. Hippie seemed the perfect size for me. I could take him all the way, and could hold him there longer than Mark's ten inches, before the gag reflex took over. His ass was firm and round, and each cheek filled my hand nicely.

I felt so in control as I did all the work, and sensed his growing excitement. As his climax neared, I wished I had a chance to cleanse my palate as the taste of Bull and Pudgy lingered. I could feel his pre-cum hitting my tongue, even but with the coating of cum already there.

My own cock was stiffening by the second, and the feel of Crewcut's cock rubbing against my taint as my hips rolled was incredible.

Hippie's grunts let me know I would soon be getting my wish. I nodded and moaned, letting him know I was ready and willing. He groaned in a reverberating series of quick, low, pitched shouts of pleasure that had my cock hard as nails again.

"Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!…" His body spasmed with each grunt.

He allowed me to pull off a bit and work his cock with little half bobs, as my tongue lapped at the underside of his cock head. His hot jizz pulsed quickly into my mouth and I swallowed enough to keep from spilling, as I savored the moment of his stiff, hot meat pulsing in my mouth.

I took my time and sucked him dry, slowly milking his cock, as it began to soften a bit. Crewcut was pushing himself in and out of me, and as I thought he was starting round two, Bull cut in.

"Easy buddy. My turn for that ass." He stepped forward and Hippie pulled out before Bull gripped the back of my neck and pulled me up and off of Crewcut. I looked down and Crewcut was beginning to wiggle away. "Hold on, Cock-whore. You gotta clean yo' mess up."

He shoved my head toward the floor, and I saw the puddle of cum on Crewcut's belly. I dropped to my knees, straddling Crewcut and began to lick up my cum. I started at the side, trying to keep it from hitting the floor, then worked back toward the middle, I cleaned out his belly button and licked his belly clean. Then without being prompted, took his cum-coated cock in my mouth and cleaned the length of his shaft.

He groaned, as I took all of his seven-plus inches with ease. I sensed Bull would never stand for me servicing Crewcut first, so after a few bobs, I pulled off and licked his balls clean as well. As I worked them, Bull had seen enough.

"My turn, Cock-whore. Hands and knees." I did as commanded and pointed my ass toward him.

"Good little bitch, but not yet, bring me that mouth. I want you to eat my asshole first."

Without thought, I cringed and protested looking back over my shoulder. "I'm not into tha— ow!"

The familiar crack of the oversized stainless-steel spatula sent a bolt of pain through my lower body. My head jerked to see it coming down again, in the hand of Pudgy.

As the second swat landed, I yelled, “Okay. Sorry! Thank you, sir. I'd love to eat your ass, please!"

Bull waved him off after the third swat, and I turned quickly to face Bull, who was getting onto his hands and knees to present his full-ham-sized ass cheeks.

With my ass still burning, I crawled to meet him and quickly nuzzled my nose between his cheeks before Pudgy could strike again. As I breathed in his scent, I felt a strong tingle that traveled down my spine and settled into my balls, and my cock suddenly stirred back to life after the spatula had sent it into a shocked retreat.

I slowly extended my tongue between his warm buns, and he moaned his approval. My tongue tip touched his sphincter and his moans intensified. Next, I licked slowly up the length of his crack, from balls to back, several times before pressing my masked face firmly between his cheeks and pressed my tongue into him.

His breathing intensified and when my chin touched his balls, I reached between his legs and gripped his big, black, stiff dick and stoked his length, as my tongue wiggled in and out. It was a sensation I had never known nor ever imagined feeling. Stoking the length of his hard, hot cock with my face buried in his ass, made my cock stiff as a rock again; I felt every vein in his shaft, as I stroked nearly ten inches of manhood.

His groans made me want to continue until he came, so I could feel his balls empty with my chin. I felt his taint stiffen, as my tongue pushed inside him. With each groan, I stroked harder and faster, causing him to ooze pre-cum. I wanted to feel him come, even knowing I would have to lick his spunk off the floor, I needed to give him what he wanted.

As I sensed his climax building, my excitement grew and I pressed my tongue in faster, when suddenly he stopped me.

"My turn for that ass, Cock-whore," he grunted, before jerking me around and into position.

Before I knew what was happening, his cock head, now coated in pre-cum, pressed against my ass. I braced for a ramrod entry but, much to my surprise, he pressed slowly to the point of pain, then backed out. He repeated, pushing a little harder each time, until my ass opened to receive him.

Before he could even gain entry, Crewcut took advantage and knelt in front of me. He gripped his seven-inch hard-on and pressed his uncut cock head into my mouth. I felt the skin slide down his shaft, as he pushed his stiffing dick in. My tongue swirled against this foreskin, and he moaned with pleasure.

I had never felt anything like this before. I was being filled from both ends with hot, hard cock and my own dick thudded against my belly, as I began to rock in rhythm with them.

Not wanting to be left out, Pudgy positioned himself behind Crewcut and was ready to tap his ass. Crewcut leaned forward with his hands on my back for balance, and I readily received him. It made me wonder if Crewcut may have been the cock-whore before I came along.

My mind quickly returned to the hot meat filling my holes, and the growing intensity of their motion. I wanted so much to cum, but there was no way I could free a hand and I felt little hope of a prostate orgasm again. Managing two cocks at once, while balancing on all fours, just wouldn't allow it to happen.

Nonetheless, the feel of Bull's hot stiffness, rubbing my taint as he pushed himself inside me, had my cock ready to pound nails again. Crewcut was pushing into my throat, balls deep with increasing intensity with each thrust. My body rocked and jerked, as I was being pounded from both ends.

"Ever been spit-roasted before, Captain Cock-whore?" Hippie asked.

I tried to shake my head as I moaned, "Huh, uh.”

"But he likes it," he replied, and I nodded.

Once again, drool flowed down my chin as Crewcut fucked my throat. I had no idea who would cum first, as their pace had reached a fever pitch.

"Fuck, oh, fuck!" grunted Pudgy, apparently the lucky winner of the first orgasm.

He was slamming Crewcut's ass so hard I could feel his cock push deeper into my throat, and I wasn't sure how he maintained his balance even leaning on me. Bull seemed to react in kind, pounding me harder and harder sending shock waves through my ass cheeks.

"I'm gonna come," groaned Crewcut.

That seemed to give Pudgy inspiration to hold on a few seconds more and pushed Bull to the edge as his grunts grew more intense.

Crewcut, stiffened and leaned harder on me, as his jizz filled my mouth with rapid-fire blasts of warm creaminess. I tried to swallow, but his spunk oozed down my chin.

Then Pudgy let loose, yelling out, "Aaaahhh! Aaaahhh! Aaaahhh!" as he unloaded in Crewcut's ass.

Lastly, Bull unleashed his seed inside me, with a grunt and hard thrust with each jet. As their pace slowed, I was amazed at the feel of hot cock pulling out, then slowly pushing back inside me. I really was ‘Captain Cock-whore', savoring the feel of two cocks inside of me, properly serviced and satisfied.