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Chapter 12 by Ninj8 Ninj8

What happens?

Abrupt change

“Max! Wake up!”

Max’s eyes shot open and were greeted to the sight of Katelyn leaning over the top of him. He sat up, finding that he was in his room. He also felt his raging morning wood but luckily the bed sheets were really puffy as to hide it.

“C’mon, get into gear. Work is in an hour.”

Before Max could utter a word his sister turned and left the room, closing the door behind her.

Max raked his memory, remembering his sister’s talking tits and his mom’s sentient feet as if it happened not five minutes ago yet here he was. He could barely tell what was reality and what was a figment of his imagination.

“Anytime you’d like to let me out would be appreciated, Champ.” A familiar feminine voice called out.

Max felt his cock wiggle on its own. With a sigh he removed the covers, his cock doing the rest of the work by worming it’s way out of his boxer’s fly. His cock stretched upward and yawned, making him stifle a moan.

“Finally! Iv’e been patiently waiting for you to wake up before I got started.” His cock wiggled side to side in eager anticipation.

Max scratched his head.

“Before you got started on wh-“ was all he got out of his mouth before his dick started self pleasuring itself.

“Ngh, c~cut it out! I need to get ready!” Max gripped his rogue cock in an attempt to stop its motions. Suffice to say this didn’t help.

His cock snickered “I just need a moment of ‘Me Time’. I’ll be quick I promise.”

Max’s cock started thrusting into his hand, moaning aloud. Max gave a moan of his own albeit a tad quieter.

“Keep it down!” He scolded his cock.

“Yeah y~yeah...” his cock whimpered, secretly loving the little signs of dominance Max gave off.

Eventually Max took over, thrusting his hips himself while simultaneously picking up the speed of his hand. His cock was more than pleased.

“That’s it Max! Make me c~cum!” His cock cried out in ecstasy.

Max could only grunt in response as he gripped his cock tighter. His cock gasped at the action, barely able to moan from the strength of Max’s hand.

“I~I’m gonna c~cum!” His cock squeaked.

Max gave one last stroke before his cock shot ropes of cum from it’s tip. It shook violently from his grasp before slapping itself repeatedly on his belly, cum shooting across his chest.

Both Max and his cock collapsed, panting heavily as they both tried to recover from their climax.

“...can I get ready now?” Max asked his cock.

His cock giggled, nodding its head and smiling through the cum drooling from its tip “...you may...”

Does Max Get Ready or Does His Cock Stop Him?

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