Storm 6

Jack sat himself down, opening apart his thighs wide enough to welcome me.

I climbed off the bed, walking with my hard-on pointing at Jack. Jack noticed it, and another smirk came on his face.

As I came near him, this time I was no longer freaked out when my leg brushed his. I reached down, and grabbed his cock. Again, the thickness of his cock felt greater on my palm. I gave it a few pulls, sliding the thick shaft on my palm.

A soft moan escaped Jack's lips. He was grateful. He was enjoying it.

Bending down to stroke Jack was not the best position. He knew it too. He did not ask me to do anything else, but somehow, I felt the best way was for me to kneel down in front of him. So, I did.

The look on Jack's face was like he had conquered me. He had this superior face expression, admiring his new conquest, kneeling in front of him, willing to pleasure him.

My hand was in a better position now to pull his big cock, feeling it properly, with all its hardness. His cockhead was pointing at me. It had already expanded huge, under my touch. I kept up my hand-thrust. The nearness of his cockhead was alarming, and yet sexually charging me.

I was getting more excited. Kneeling down in front of hard Jack seemed to have an effect on me. My cock got harder, and my body tensed.

I cummed. I ejaculated my loads of cum. I shot hard. It creamed the floor, and Jack's right leg, but Jack did nothing. He did not seem to be bothered. He was more bothered about his cock in my hand.

I placed my other hand on his long cock. Even with both hands, I had not covered the whole of Jack's big dick. I continued to pump his cock, but this time, my palms covered most of his shaft. As I stroked up his shaft, my palm rubbed his cockhead. It did make Jack went more tense.

I thought I had him. He was gonna cummed soon. My semi-hard cock twitched again.

Suddenly, Jack sat up, and bent down. Both of his hands held the back of my head. Jack was pulling my head towards him. I got panic. Jack wanted me to blow him. I released Jack's cock, and used my hand to push him away. But his back was onto the wall. All I felt was his hard thighs.

I could not keep my face away from his cock. I could not move away. And I did not try to get up. I was hesitating again. Jack was stronger. He was able to pull me closer, no matter how hard I tried to push my head back.

I clenched my lips together. I was not going to be a faggot. I did not want that dick in my mouth. My eyes were closed, as I gathered my strength to push my head back, against his hands.

I felt his cockhead poked my face. And then, the next thing I knew, my face was pressed on his groin. My nose was buried in his pubic hair. I felt his shaft on my face. In my slight struggle, my face was rubbed against his hard cock several times.

I gave up. Jack was too strong. And I did feel I was curious.

I turned my face sideway, feeling his shaft on my lips. I opened my mouth, and felt his shaft between my lips. My tongue tasted the first cock.

It was then Jack stopped struggling with me. He knew I had caved in. I was in his power. He eased the pressure on head, and guided me.

I came face to face with his cockhead. It was waiting. Jack was waiting.

He thrusted his hips forward, parting my lips with cock. My mouth took the cock in, feeling its length and its thickness forcing itself into my mouth. Jack pulled me closer. His thick cock was jammed to the back of my mouth. I almost gagged. His cockhead jabbed my throat.

Then, slowly, Jack guided my head. He moved me forth and backward, letting my lips slide up and down his monster cock. I struggled with my breathing. It was not easy to work on his thick cock, and I felt myself drooling.

Jack kept jamming the back of my mouth, and his thrusts increased.

A few moans came from him, and then, suddenly, I felt Jack's thighs tensed up. The thrust stopped. Jack's shaft thickened in my mouth, and I felt his cockhead bloating. The next thing I knew, Jack shot his loads in my mouth.

I felt load after load sprayed to the back of my mouth. I thought I was gonna choked. I swallowed Jack's cum, struggling, as he had not released his cock from my mouth yet. Cum was dripping off from the side of my lips. I tried to push him away, but Jack's grip on me increased when he was cumming inside me.

I tried to push him away. It was not happening.

And then, suddenly, Jack let my head go.

I fell back onto the floor. My chests heaved up and down fast, struggling to catch my breath.

There was still cum on his freed cockhead. It dripped onto the floor. I looked at Jack. He was smiling.

'Thanks,' Jack said, grinning satisfied.

His hand reached out, and grabbed hold of my chin. Jack moved closer. My heartbeat beat faster again. Not knowing what he was gonna do, I was terrified. His face inched closer to mine. His tongue slid out, and he licked my chin, up to the side of my lips.

Damn! Jack was licking his own cum off my chin. His smirk grew wider. He got up, and went to the bathroom again, leaving me to ponder if I should be upset, or I should be grateful.

I licked lower lip. I could still feel Jack there.

My cock was hard again.

Perhaps I should be grateful.

In the evening, Jack got me dinner as an apology. Nothing fancy, plus some beers. Even so, I kept my distance from Jack. I still admired his big cock, but my jaw still sore from his forceful jam into my mouth earlier.

And when the sky was dark, Jack challenged me to shower in the rain. We ran out naked, and stood as long as we dared to, and then scrambled back laughing.

I had re-arranged our clothes to let them dry faster. In the damp air, I did not expect miracle much, hoping for dry clothes to cover myself. Heck, even the towel had yet to dry completely when I had to use it again.

I fell asleep. When I woke up, I got myself a hard-on. I checked around. Jack was not sleeping beside me. Thank goodness. I was still not comfortable flashing my hardness to anyone. Jack might be. Not me. Not that he could see my hard-on. I was lying face down on the bed. I looked to the right, and saw Jack, at the far corner.

Jack was sitting on the chair, touching himself. Yes, I should had gotten used to that view, but what worried me was what his eyes were staring at. Jack was eyeing my ass, as he fondled his cock. My ass was exposed, like offering itself.

I felt troubled.

Yes, Jack had seen my ass for many hours now, but there was lack of interest. The sudden awareness that he was staring at my ass made me tingled with anxiety and also aroused. All this time Jack was the one who turned me on. This time, I was the one who was hold the card. With any luck, Jack would be sucking on my cock. It would be my pleasure to humiliate him.. I was gleaming proud.

I played dumb. I acted I did not know like I did not know I was turning him on. I rested my face back on the pillow, pretending to sleep. I moved my body a bit. It was more like moving my ass up, to show off my bubble butts. That should get him hard, and would want me to blow him. Fat chance! He had to blow me first!

It took a while, before I heard his chair moved a bit, and slow steps approaching.

I could feel the speed of heartbeat picking up. I was breathing faster.

I felt Jack was sitting beside me.

I opened my eyes, and was greeted by Jack's hard cock, pointing at me. It was already huge at its full 9 inches size. My plan worked. He wanted me to suck his cock. I was gonna play hard-to-get, and get him to blow me first.

I shook my head, with a smirk, obvious for him to see, and turn my face to the other side, continue to act like I was trying to get some sleep. Jack shook my shoulder. I shrugged his hand off. What he could not see was that I was smiling.

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written by sekretpower