Locker Room Revelation 2
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DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting sexual acts involving male teens.
The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased. In no way is this intended to advocate for sex with minors its just my fantasy about growing up.
Still almost motionless in my trance-like state enjoying the new found thrill of my wet and slippery lips fully stretched around Hanks amazingly thick appendage, I could not stop my sucking and my tongue tango on that tool. Damn it was so delicious. Disgusting. Sick. Holy shit wonderful! The more I lost myself in the pleasure of cock sucking the more i forgot that my mouth was the primary aim point for this studly cum cannon I was working myself into a frenzy on.
The pressure in my own pants, my balls, was building fast as well and just before the first hints of the anticipated gushers of goo reached my lips I blew my own load in my gym shorts. Fucking totally saturated. I was betting even soaking thru the satin fabric as pulse after pulse the flow continued. Holy shit, What an orgasm. All from my face stuffed with a big senior boys dick.
Little time to focus on that thought as Hanks nut sack tightened and the shaft swelled indicating an impending deluge on it way. I like cum, you know licking my fingers and all, but this was not my stuff. As full as my mouth was with just his cock I realized I was about to experience drowning in the semen sea very soon.
It was like standing on the sidewalk in a big city and feeling the rumble of the subways below as the pressure wave traveled up the pole and erupted from the tip with such force it pressure washed the roof of my mouth and created dangling stalactites of steamy spew teasing my tongue. I wanted to gather them but the continued onslaught, one after another , powerful pillars of testicle treasures, had me battling for air rather than savoring the goo.
Hank had pulled back leaving just that huge spongy head with my lips firmly latching behind the crown to allow the maximum space to deposit his ejaculate flood. Even that was not enough to prevent spillage. Geysers of pearly junk juice sprayed from the corners of my mouth and the overall volume became too much to handle. Relaxing my lips to breathe resulted in a tsunami like wave of his gonad gravy gushing over my lower lip and down my chin. No idea why I reacted as I did but in a flash my hands were cupped under there to collect the overflow with the full intention of gobbling it all before this was over.
My head was a total cluster fuck of sick ideas brought back to some reality by Hank yanking his cum slickened beast from my face hole and demanding that I swallow as he smacked my cheeks with his heavy prick.
"Oh. You liked that! You could not get enough of my cock down your throat could you? What a talented cock sucker. Eat that cock snot in your hands, Whore! "
I dipped my head seeing the massive pond of penis puke in my palms for the fitst time as he pushed my face into the bubbly white musty mass of molten man goo.
"Slurp it all in there cock sucker! Umm. Yummy! Right. You want that."
He kept talking as my tongue swirled in lava lake. I found myself mashing my face into it and getting a good smear as my lips slurped the warm deposit inside moving it to my throat and down. Tasted nasty but I loved it! What the fuck was wrong with me. I knew it was kind of over but I did not want to stop. I loved the feel of Hanks gargantuan cock in my mouth. The terms oral whore, cock slut, cum pig flashed my brain. Who the fuck cares. I liked it and wanted more.
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