“Oh fuck, Malik, he’s so fucking good. Take that Black dick, you little white bitch,” he groaned.
I did as commanded, still reeling from his continued grip on my cock. Somehow, in the back of my mind, I thought, ‘I’m bigger than you!’ As if that could change the fact that I was sucking his cock and the taste of him had me getting hard again. I told myself to just finish and get out of there.
I continued to suck him as his hand slowly stopped pushing, and with each groan, I took him deeper and faster, trying to get him to come so I could get free. His hand pushed me off the seat.
“On your knees, bitch. Suck it like a real cocksucker,” he commanded.
I could hardly believe what I had heard. Yet, I did as commanded; without letting his cock leave my mouth, I maneuvered around his knee and knelt between his legs. I convinced myself that the best strategy was to suck him like I would want a porn slut to suck me.
“Oh shit, there you go cocksucker, take my fucking cock,” he groaned, as his hand rested on my bobbing head.
“Oh fuck he’s got it now….” He began to moan for real, and I sensed that he was in my control.
“Oh, fuck! I’m gonna come in that sissy-faggot mouth!”
My mind clung to the thought that I was in control as his pre-cum coated my tongue and I knew he was on the verge.
“Damn, Ken, you got the whole fucking thing,” said Malik. “This is gonna be great!” he said as the candy striper’s screams echoed through the theater.
Markus grunted and I bobbed furiously to push him over the edge.
“Here! It! Ah!” grunted Marcus, as his cock blasted a huge wad of cum into my mouth.
It pulsed, shooting rapid-fire jets of tangy, salty cream that leaked from my mouth down his ebony shaft, as I swallowed what I could. I found myself groaning along with him, and my cock pressed into my abdomen, hard as a rock.
I could not believe any of it. His hot boner filled my mouth, transmitting his stiff heat to my own cock as if I sucked his hardness into me. The frenzy was so intense, I wanted to grab my dick and come with his cock in my mouth.
“Damn, Ken you are a cum-hungry little bitch, aren’t you?” asked Malik, panting.
Without thought, I nodded and hummed, as his cock drained into my mouth. I continued to suck and bob hungry for every last drop, as I would hope a porn star cocksucker would do to me.
After a moment, I heard Malik taunt me. “Your work’s not done, Ken. I got a good load brewing over here.”
I looked over as I sucked and raised my head, stretching Marcus’ cock as I pulled up, to see the knowing grin on Malik’s face.
As I released Marcus’ cock, I saw Malik unbutton his pants and work them to his knees. Apparently, he was inspired by the candy striper who was licking Doctor Ten-inch’s balls with Nurse Wreckum’s plug in her ass.
Resigned to the fact that I had no real choice, I crawled on my knees to service Malik and free myself from my porn house nightmare. As I knee-walked toward him, I felt like I was watching this happen to me in a bad porn film. At least, until my knee slid it what I could only guess was a glob of my own cum. Then reality hit home, and I glanced around. Thankfully, the theater appeared empty.
When I looked forward, Honey Dew was licking Dr. Everhard from balls to tip, like a popsicle, before plunging him deeply in her mouth. It was all up-close on the big screen.
“Check that out cocksucker, I’m gonna need a little Honey Dew treatment right here,” said Malik, smiling as he watched her work.
When I got to his knees, I knew the pants were in my way, so I pushed them to his ankles and spread his knees before looking at his fully exposed boner and ball sack.
“Give me the blowjob you wish your girlfriend would give, if you have one, cocksucker,” he commanded, arrogantly.
His words opened a door in my mind. I pictured Lexie kneeling before me, awaiting my instructions to service my cock. In this reality, I was in Malik’s spot and Lexie was in mine. A rush of excitement pulsed through my cock as my mind played out the twisted scenario.
His sack hung down with remarkably little hair. The few hairs he had were short and curled. His dark skin looked almost pure black in the light of the movie, and his cock looked huge laid out on his shirt with his balls hanging below.
As my tongue extended, I pictured Lexie looking hungrily up at me with her tongue easing toward my balls, as if she wanted it more than anything else in the world. His scent struck me as I breathed in deeply before my tongue touched the underside of his wrinkled sack. Instinctively, my hand reached up and gripped his shaft as my tongue pushed up slightly and slid across his ball sack.
He hummed his approval, as I would have, had Lexie done the same to me. I stroked his stiff, veiny shaft slowly as I licked his balls completely, pausing to kiss them between licks. He radiated heat as his scent made my cock tingle almost to the point of pain. It was as if I had gone for hours with a hard-on and had received no relief. I could feel an aching tingling pulsing through my lower body, pushing me to continue.
Then a hand gripped my hair and pulled my head up. It was Markus. “What the fuck bruh, you had your turn,” Malik protested.
“One sec,” he said, then looked at me. “You take it in the ass?”
“No, never! Not gay.”
“What’s your room number?” he asked as he released my head.
Without thought, I blurted it out. The shock of everything that was happening, the mix of the buzz, the fear of what would happen if I didn’t comply, the uncontrollable reaction of my cock had me panicked and confused.
My hands were trembling went back to work with my tongue, still stroking Malik slowly. His pre-cum was oozing big time and I lubed his tip with it but returned my hand to his shaft. If I were getting my dream blow job, I would not let Lexie make me come in her hand. A proper blow job ends in the mouth, and she would make it last. My little fantasy of the Perfect Blowjob Lexie gave my mind a means to cope with it all.
“I’ma come back later for round two, bitch. I’ma want your cherry,” said Markus matter-of-factly.
“I’ma want some mo’ too,” sighed Malik
I put those words quickly out of my mind and slid my tongue into the crease between his balls and thighs. The taste of his salty, musky manhood and the more intense smell magnified the aching tingle in my groin. The intensity was mind numbing as I took on the role of Lexie servicing my cock. His moans made me feel like I was the recipient of pleasure.
I opened wide and gently sucked his left nut into my mouth, swirling my tongue over every wrinkle while my hand continued to stroke. Then I worked his right one in and out of my mouth, hearing him groan as the candy striper screamed for Dr. Everhard to fuck her ass.
I was vaguely aware of the sound of shuffling feet, as I took a slow steady lick up his shaft from balls to tip, getting a taste of his sweet pre-cum. My heart raced for fear of an audience, but I dared not look. Instead, I kept my focus on Malik and held his shaft in my left hand as I repeated the licks, imagining Lexie looking me in the eye as she licked me. He looked at me wide-eyed as I pleasured him like I would want to be pleasured.