Dwayne Proposes a Counteroffer

Dwayne looked at me and laughed,

"You're not really in a position to make a weak-ass offer like that. I'll tell you what...I'm gonna use your mouth, and then your ass, and then I'll decide whether or not you get to keep your dick. How about that?"

I couldn't do anything but nod and salivate at the thought of having his giant member in my mouth. I dropped to my knees in front of his pulsating cock, mesmerized by the size and girth.

"It's tough to just sit there and stare at it. Why don't you put those little sissy lips to good use?"

I licked my lips in anticipation, and then reached out with my right hand to grab the base. I moved my mouth closer and closer to the head, sticking my tongue out, ready to circle and lick off the precum leaking out of the tip.

My tongue made contact, and the sweet and salty taste of Dwayne enraptured me more than I ever thought was possible. I wanted to...no NEEDED...more of him. I opened my mouth as wide as possible, and slowly began impaling my mouth on his rod. Deeper and deeper he pressed into my throat. My gag reflex was trying to fight him off, but my inner sissy just kept pushing him further and further in.

Eventually my nose was buried in the smooth skin at the base of his cock. No need for hair down there...all it does is distract from the only thing that matters.

"Fuck..." he muttered. I raised my eyes to look into his, but he had tilted his head back in bliss. I was making him proud, but I didn't want to stop there...