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Chapter 8 by ChaosRiderWolf ChaosRiderWolf

What indeed?

Bryce makes his choice.

It's not long until you find yourself knelt down on the floor towel, looking up at Bryce lightly stroking his dick. Your hands rested on your knees, and you had a pretty good guess as to what Bryce was going to ask from you. He grabbed his dick, holding it up, and took a step forward, letting go. His dick bonked against the top of your head, and you were left with only his legs and balls in your vision. "Let's see you handle this right. Show me how you handle a real man."

Well... you'd had sooome practice. And so, you went to work, starting with a fews pecks on his balls, kissing them. You couldn't believe how submissive you'd been made in such a short time... well, yes you could. Still, this was far from anything you'd actually done, and all the more exciting for it. Your lips parted to bathe Bryce's balls with your tongue, sliding them over his orbs. You heard a small grunt, clearly your target was enjoying his affections already. You moved your head back, moving up and along his dick now, starting at the base and moving to the head. His shaft was littered with little kisses and long licks, getting him ready for you to take, eventually. Your hands also moved up, one cupping and gently rubbing his balls, the other following your mouth, softly stroking along the 9 inches of cock you were handling. Eventually, you reached the head, and you took it into your mouth, swirling your tongue all around it. A soft sound came from Bryce, maybe a soft moan? Almost could have been a whine... he was enjoying this, even if you were sure he'd love to just cut loose. But clearly this was him giving you a small measure of control. Well, that was nice of him. Time to pay that little gift back. You pull off his dick, looking up at him. "Hey, before we continue, Bryce, quick question?"

A slight hint of annoyance flashed across his face, but he responded. "Yeah, what do youaaaaahhhhh...." Midway through his response, you went down, hard. Not all the way down, but you managed to get a good few inches into your throat in a flash. You'd just wanted to hear that moan from him when he wasn't paying attention. You'd smile if your face wasn't filled with dick, and being more so. Fuck that was a lot of cock to work down. "Clever little... ggg, slut. Fair play." Bryce took hold of your head, gently pushing you further down. There wasn't much left now, though you hadn't quite worked out how to do this and breath at the same time. Just as you were starting to realize that you probably couldn't, your mouth was clear again. Bryce had stepped back, and also pulled you away, giving you a reprieve. You took a deep breath, readying yourself to go all the way this time, and opened up wide, moving down. Bryce helped, stepping in and pushing down, and you took him in much quicker this time. And much farther too, all the way down, the nine inches going and going and... all of a sudden, gone. Nose to stomach, chin to balls. You felt oddly proud, having taken it all in, and sought to further Bryce's pleasure, once again moving your tongue all around the dick inside you. You were kept there, Bryce groaning slightly, before he loosened his grip, once again completely giving over control. You started to bob, having quickly figured out how to breathe while doing this. Your chin was hitting his balls, just barely. You grabbed Bryce's ass, copping a feel of the firm rear, and also giving yourself a bit more leverage. You moved your head, quicker once you started tasting more salty pre from him. His grip on your head tightened on instinct, though it didn't restrict you this time. Just something to hold on to as you gave him a solid deepthroating, sloppy, wet and loud. You were hard, taking this man's dick. But fuck if you were going to stop, or distract yourself. You were gonna do this right the first time, and as Bryce starting grunting and moaning more, you knew he was close.

Stepping up your pace, you were moving full speed. A few throbs and a louder groan was your tell that he was cumming, and you didn't slow down a bit. Semen shot down your throat as you blew Bryce to completion, not stopping until he'd unloaded everything. It felt warm, and you were falling into a lusty haze as he painted your insides white. Eventually, the flow stopped, and you pulled back, dragging yourself back along his cock, bit by bit. It still felt hard, probably from still having you at his disposal. The thought turned you on more. Eventually, you were both freed from each other, some spit and cum dribbing down your chin. He was panting slightly, though not as much as you. You rubbed the outside of your panties, trying to decide whether or not to cum right then and there. But Bryce already had a look in his eye, and you didn't think he was going to give you time to cum before he decided how to use you next.

Once again, Bryce has a choice.

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