A Cock in the Hand Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

A Cock in the Hand Ch. 04

... underwear flopped down in front and back exposing my cock and ass. "Spread your legs!" That allowed the destroyed underwear to fall to the floor. "Now, what did you want to do, CC?"

"Can I please suck your cock, sir?" I needed this over with, as quickly as possible, and, hopefully, with no further spatula encounters.

"Good attitude, Captain Cocksucker. Now, knees, please," he said, his cock pointing higher.

As I knelt, his boner raised up slightly, as another rush of blood filled him further. From there, it settled back a little higher than it had been. It was difficult to believe a cock that size, could get hard enough to point to the ceiling and not collapse under its own weight. The ridge of his head was thick, and stretched to the point, that his skin seemed to glisten. I could see the tiny ridge of skin down the underside of his cock head. That was always my most sensitive spot, so that's the spot I was targeting, as I leaned in.

Seeing his boner stiffening by the second, sent an unwanted tingling pulse from my balls to the tip of my dick, as it tried to follow his lead. I diverted my thoughts with images in my head to reverse my stiffening. Accidentally walking in on my naked grandmother as a child, the sight of my arm after I broke it, bike riding when I was twelve.

That was fruitless, the second my tongue touched the spot. The warm, silky skin and slightly-salty taste, sent an electrifying jolt from my tongue to my cock, stiffening me almost ...

... instantly. There was no stopping it.

I pressed my flattened tongue against his warmth and moved it side to side, as my upper lip touched his cock head, and I opened my mouth wide to receive him. His moan of pleasure seemed to vibrate through my quickly-hardening boner, like some demented tuning fork.

I hated having no control over my own body, but the intensity of the tingling in my cock and balls, was like nothing I'd ever felt before; the more of him I took in, the greater the intensity.

He spoke in breathy moans. "Mmmm, Senior Captain Cock--fucking--Sucker, oh, I appreciate your enthusiasm and following orders...AH!"

I began to bob on his cock, encouraged by his reaction. And was encouraged even more, when I made the arrogant fuck speechless for once. As I increased my pace, the need to take all of him, again drove that stirring in my cock to a frenzied level. The mask somehow provided the shield my mind needed to block out any inhibition. It wasn't Captain Wayne Stilson, pilot, husband and father sucking his cock. It was Captain Steven Cocksucker, doing what no ordinary human could do. Devouring monster cock like a superhuman.

Suddenly, he pushed my forehead and rocked his hips back pulling his cock free. My mouth was agape, as I watched his boner spring upward and thud against his abdomen. I wondered what I had done wrong.

"I appreciate following orders, my friend, but I do have a little time to enjoy this." He stepped forward, "Kiss my balls, please."

He ...