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Roommate Turned Hypno Cocksucker

... down at his feet. His face was red, and I could tell he was trying to act like it was a big chore, something he didn't want to do.

I walked over to the couch and sat down, leaning back and spreading my legs. "Come over here."

Jon walked over, head hung low, and settled on his knees on the carpet between my legs. My dick was getting hard and forming a growing tent in the front of my pajama pants. Jon's eyes were locked on my crotch as I stared down at him.

"Ok, I know you want to get this over with, and you know I want to wait until I have had a week to cook up a full batch of hot jizz for you. You are already on your knees, between my legs, ready to stroke my dick for me. I want you to convince me to let you jerk me off right now and pay your debt."

He hesitated for a couple seconds but I knew he was getting worked up. He was staring down at my crotch and his eyes were darting between my crotch and my face.

"Fine, I would love to get your cock in my hand right now and jerk you off."

"Not convincing enough," I said, looking him in the eyes, as he was trying his best not to look down towards my crotch. "Let me help you out." I smiled as I lifted my hips off the couch cushion and slid the waistband of my pajama pants down to my knees. My thick, long dick sprung out toward Jon's face, only less then a foot from his face.

Jon was frozen for a moment, staring at my swaying cock, before he placed his hands on my legs and slid them up toward my hard cock. I put ...

... my hands on his, holding them in place on my thighs only inches from my dick and balls.

"Now that you see what you'll be working with, are you gonna pay your debt and convince me to let you stroke this cock right now?"

I slid one of my hands under my nut sack and cupped them upwards toward Jon's face. I wrapped my other hand around the base of my dick and slowly stroked it up and down, being sure to press out a slick trail of precum.

I stared down at him, his eyes slowly moving from my eyes down toward my crotch and then back to my eyes.

"You like this big, meaty dick?" I chuckled. I took my hand from my balls and put it on top of Jon's head, guiding him forward before he had time to think and pressed the length of my dick against his face like a measuring ruler. The tip left smears wherever I rubbed it against his forehead and brow. After rubbing it on his face a little bit, I held his head against my shaft and resumed stroking the base, milking my precum out.

"See that, that is what you are going to jerk off for me when I allow it."

I used my hand on the back of Jon's head to press his face forward against the head of my dick. He didn't resist. I heard him gulp and felt him shift his weight from one knee to the other, moving slightly closer to me. His eyes were locked on the cock being stroked in his face.

"Should I let you jerk it for me now?" I was eager as he was, but I wanted to draw this game out a while longer.

"Please," he pleaded in a whisper, ...