After a moment of pondering, your giant new owner reaches down and begins to unbuckle his belt. His black jeans crumple as he pushes them down past his knees, and pulls down his underwear. Pete sits down on the floor with his legs half-stretched before him, forming the shape of a diamond. All you can see from your restricted place in the rockstar's sweaty palm is the man's head looming over you, his shoulder bumping a little as he fondles his growing erection which is (for now) out of sight. His dark eyes close and he licks his lips, swallowing. "Mmm.. Oh.. Oh this is going to be so fucking good.. Ohhh, yeah.." You can tell by the heaviness of the giant's breaths that he is close to making whatever sick fantasies he is imagining come true. But nothing prepares you for the sight you're faced with when Pete turns you toward his huge, bulging, dripping cock and starts lowering you towards it. The head is huge, bulbous, and almost seems to be pulsing. You lose your breath seconds before your face comes in contact with the slimy, gaping, stretched slit. The rich, acidic smell of precum invades the back of your throat. The hole's fleshy opening hugs your cheeks, lubricating them with clear slime as your face is pushed into the potent-smelling, fleshy pipe. 'Please please please Mr Wentz please I can't do this I can't' - the words run through your head but you're too petrified to speak them. Your entire head and neck are inside Pete Wentz's piss-slit, swimming in precum.... "You lucky, lucky little boy.." the egotistical giant murmurs before letting your body go and leaving you to dangle uncomfortabley upside-down, hugging the bulging cockhead you're jammed inside of..
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