Angry Dragon

I struggle to push back up against his hand but he’s too strong. His cock goes all the way back to my throat. I’m gagging not only on his cock but the cum coming out of it. I cough but to my chagrin I now have cum dripping out of my nose. He relaxes and lets me sit up.

“What the fuck Lewis?” I wipe the dripping cum with my shirt, but the cum still in my nose is irritating me so I have to blow my nose in my shirt.

Eric says, “Make sure it doesn’t get on my seats guys.”

Lewis says, “I’m sorry Riley, I read about the angry dragon on the internet and I had to try it. I promise I won’t ever do that again.”

“Fuck, no you certainly won’t.”

Eric is laughing. Lewis’ little stunt put me a breath away from saying “stonehenge” and canceling the rest of the day’s activities.

With my nose clear and being able to breathe again, I calm down and figure, no, I’ll see where things go next. It could have been worse, and he was just experimenting. That doesn’t prevent me from glaring at Lewis.

Lewis says, “I really am sorry.”

I pat Lewis on the thigh, and then very carefully grab his balls and squeeze them a little on the firm side. “It’s okay Lewis, but please, no more of that.”

He glances down and I can tell there is some discomfort. He says, “You got it.” I let go. Lewis gets his affairs in order and Eric announces our arrival as he slams to a halt, cross-wise in two parking spaces.