This choice: Connor stuffs you in his underwear. • Go Back... "Hmm, maybe I shouldn't eat you quite yet... I should have some fun with you first." he muses as he pries open the front of his underwear. "W-what are you doing Connor!?" you exclaim as he hovers you over the dark entrance.
"I obviously need to keep you somewhere while I get back home, and I want to get in the mood for what we're going to be doing later," he says with a lewd smirk on his face. "It's also a good opportunity for you to get accompanied with your new place in life, Jason. You should be grateful I'm in the mood to keep you around."
Connor chuckles a bit for good measure, as he brings his hand inside his boxer-briefs and presses you into the hot, sweaty confines between his soft balls and massive cock. You immediately feel the humid air surrounding you, his boyish musk overwhelming your senses as he releases you and the band snaps back against his waist. You're left in near darkness as you feel the weight of his dick press down upon you, pushing you deep against his balls. You begin to feel a bit nervous as you squirm, trying to gain any sense of direction or bearing. However the action of this just causes Connor to moan, his voice deep and powerful to your comparatively tiny ears.
He returns the gesture by squeezing his crotch, which nearly paralyzes you as he presses his nether regions further against you, smothering you in their sweat and musk. Your breathing gets heavy as the air you breathe seems to just get hotter and more humid by the second. You feel his scrotum shake slightly with his steps as Connor walks casually towards his house. You can hear his footsteps as loud, rhythmic booming sounds as his sheer size makes every simple action he takes appear more intense from your perspective.
The sweat from your hot confines is making it a bit easier to squirm as you manage to dislodge your arm from its position, but all you can reach out to is his massive cock above you. You try to push against it, but your hand just sinks into the sweaty flesh. Same goes for moving your arm below yourself. Connor's balls cradle you, surrounding your body in hot, sweaty skin and musk.
"Go on, keep squirming down there Jason. You're only serving to make me even hornier when I get back to my room." he says amusingly as he continues his trek back.
At this point his cock gets semi-hard, only smothering you even more against his crotch. You can even smell a bit of pre oozing from the head, only making your breathing even more laborious. Your senses are getting more and more overwhelmed, and after just a few minutes your body can't take it anymore as your consciousness fades surrounded by Connor's intense musk and sweat...
Suddenly you feel a slow but steady stream of light filling your vision, as you begin to come back to your senses. You can hear Connor's booming voice calling to you...
"Jaaaasooon. Jason, wake up already," you can hear him say as your vision starts to focus back in. You suddenly begin to see Connor's massive blue eyes staring back down at you as you feel his massive finger prod at your tiny body.
You suddenly come to as you frantically look around and take in your surroundings. You appear to be in a room, surrounded by a sea of soft sheets on what looks to be Connor's bed. You look back up and see Connor's signature smirk looking back down at you.
"Finally! Took you long enough to wake up. If you thought getting stuffed in my underwear was intense, you better start getting used to it," Connor says with a laugh. "But now that you're awake, let's get back to business..." he says as he stretches his legs out around you, the massive limbs surrounding your field of vison, causing his towering cock to loom above in front of you. "Now then, what's next?" Connor muses.
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