A Cock in the Hand Ch. 08 - Sex Stories

A Cock in the Hand Ch. 08

... all of him. I moaned, and I plunged myself onto him and bounced back over and over, as his groans intensified.

"Oh fuck!" he growled, as his legs began to tremble and the first shot of hot jizz flooded my mouth. I swallowed as best I could, but as jet after jet of his bittersweet cum released inside me, I could not begin to capture all of it.

His hands gripped my head tightly, as my fingers clenched his ass cheeks. He came an impossible amount, as his jizz ran down my chin and dripped onto the floor.

As his climax passed, he slowed his pace, but continued to push his length inside me. I did all I could to relax, but as he held himself in my mouth to the hilt, the gag reflex kicked in. Sensing it, he took pity and pulled about halfway out, and let me milk him dry of the last of his creamy cum.

Then, as if to make sure I knew my place, he hummed for the last couple of bobs before pulling out and pushing my head toward the floor. "Excellent job, CC. Now, clean up your mess," he commanded, and put a foot to the back of my head and pushed me to the floor to lick up his spilt seed.

While I complied, he put his robe back on and watched. When he was satisfied that I got the point, he ordered me to stand. He smiled and gave a little slap to my raging hard-on. It bounced to the left and returned to its full upright and locked position almost immediately.

"Come with me to the poker room, Captain," he commanded, and turned toward a door that led to the basement.

The ...

... lights were on, and I followed him down the stairs. They were walled on both sides until a landing at the bottom. When I made the turn, I saw four men in white bathrobes, hanging open and exposing the fact they were nude underneath.

A sudden flush washed over me, as I stood on the landing with my full-on boner, for all to see. As I scanned them with my eyes, Mark began to talk.

"Gents, this is my good friend I told you about, Captain Cock-whore," he said, smiling calmly. "As you can see, he's gotten his first taste of cock for the evening, and is ready for more." Their faces lit up and they focused on my erection with delight.

He looked at me and continued. "CC, these are your 'poker buddies' tonight. You are to give them the same obedience and respect you give me. If you do that, I think you're gonna love it every bit as much as them."

He spoke calmly and matter-of-factly, as he picked the spatula off a card table that sat near the stairs. "If CC gives you any cause for concern or resistance, he responds well to a good whack on the ass. Don't you, CC?"

I stood stunned, unable to respond immediately, and when I saw his eyebrow raise with the oversized stainless-steel spatula, I snapped out of it. "Yes, sir. It won't come to that, sir."

The only other furniture in the room, besides the card table and four folding chairs, was a bed with an end table and lamp on it. There were four stacks of bills, I assumed to be their buy in, lying on the table.

I looked ...