This choice: What choice do you have, and you should be able to outlast a kid, right? • Go Back...Chapter #6What choice do you have, and you should be able... by: Prax   "Wow, you really are small, you know. Is that like, 4 inches?" he says as he begins furiously stroking your smaller cock.
"Hey! I'm not that small you're just freakishly big." You reply, feeling hurt.
"Just because I'm big, doesn't make you not tiny." he replies, "and I'm not that big; I'm not even the biggest in my family!" You wever a little confused about this but didn't have time to think as he gripped your cock even tighter and kept stroking you. "hey don't gert distracted or you're gonna lose~" he said, causing you to realize that you'd been getting lost in the sensation of his small hand on your cock. Your absentminded stroking wasn't doing much for him, but you were almost on the brink of cumming yourself.
Hurriedly, you began to stroke his cock with both hands, hoping to make up for lost time. "You're sweating and breathing hard, are already gonna cum?" He teased. "Do you wannna suck my big dick that badly?" You tried and tried, but his cock was just too big for you to handle effectively, and it was far too late, as much as you hate to admit it, his teasing and joking was turning you on more, you could already feel your orgasm building inside you and there was no way to stop it.
You let out a stifled moan ad the fist spurt of cum launched out to the far end of the bed. Your second spurt only got half as much distance, and the third barely made it to your legs. Brian considerately slowed down his stroking, slowly and deliberately milking as much cum out of you as possible. Brian let go of your softening cock and brought his cum covered hand to his lips.
"Not bad," he said, tasting a bit of your cum. "First time I tried anyone else's cum." He then spread your cum over the length of his cock. "Now then, I believe you owe me a blowjob." he said, turning to face you. The head of his cock was inches from your face, at this distance it looked imposing and maybe even a bit frightening. You instinctively back off a bit.
Noticing this, Brian lunges forwards, grabbing you by the shoulders, his cock hitting your chest with a sticky thump. "Ah, no running away now, especially after you already came. There's no way I could sleep now that I'm this excited. Don't worry, though. I'm not gonna shove it down your throat or anything. You just make me cum with your mouth and everything stays our secret." He lets go of you and leans back presenting his cock to you. "Now get to it, and don't forget the balls. Fell free to take your time though, we've got all night."
The smug way he said everything bugged you, but you felt a bit more at ease. You were not looking forward to having your throat penetrated by something the size of a soda can, and the associated trip to the ER that would likely result. You leaned forward and grasped the shaft with both hands. His cock smelled strongly of sweat and cum, and it throbbed and twitched in your hands. You began to lick the head, while slowly moving your hands up and down the shaft. "I think you're getting good at jacking a big cock. That's great, then you'll be able to help me every night."
"What? I never agreed to that!"
"Either you suck my cock every night you're staying in my room, or I'll jack off on you while your sleeping then tell everyone on Facebook how small you are."
"Aren't you too young to be on facebook?"
"Aren't you too old to have a little dick?" You can't come up with a comeback to that one. Dejectedly, you resign yourself to your fate of being the personal cocksucker to a kid for a week as you begin licking the shaft of his cock. He places his hands on your head and guides you downwards, getting up on his knees as he does. You find yourself with your face buried in his balls, which seem like they've grown even larger since you started, but it may be just your imagination. Your head is swimming from the musty smell, the heat, and the shame and hopelessness you're feeling. To make matters worse, your cock is betraying you once again, slowly recovering and getting hard once more, a fact that doesn't go unnoticed.
"You've got a boner again. Do you like my cock or something?"
"No, I'm not gay." You reply indignantly, though it's hard to say that while pleasuring a giant cock.
"I didn't ask that." Brian said, lifting up his cock and letting it slap into your face. "I asked if you liked my fat cock. Be honest."
You knew the answer he was looking for. You pride normally wouldn't let you answer, but with your spirit broken in submission to his cock, you gave in. "Yes." You said meekly as you dragged your tounge up his 15 inches of throbbing cock.
"What was that?" he said, though you know he heard you the first time.
"Yes," You said with more force as you reached his cockhead again "Your cock is amazing."
"Good. Now don't stop. I'm gonna cum soon. I want you to swallow as much as you can." he says placing his hands on your head, as you suck kiss and suck the head of his cock. "I'm gonna cum!" he says a bit too loudly and the cock in your hands briefly swells to and unbelievable size. His first cumshot fills your mouth, before its even halfway done, defeating your efforts to swallow it, and flowing up your nose instead. You still haven't got all of the first load of thick bland-tasting cum swallowed when the second floods into your mouth. it's too much, and you give up on trying to swallow it. You keep stroking Brian's cock as he covers you with his cum.
After recovering for a bit, Brian pulls a towel out from under his bed, and begins cleaning up. "Sorry, this isn't enough to clean up both of us. I'll get another towel from the bathroom." As he gets up to leave the bedroom door swings open and...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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