He Makes the Same Mistake

It didn’t take long before Max passed out again, his family returning home moments after he woke up for the second time that day. His penis looked normal. And it wasn’t moving around in its own, nor was it berating him for not touching it. His interaction with his dick all but forgotten.

A whole week had passed. He and his family had settled in, he made a few friends, and he was to start working as an apprentice barista for a small coffee shop a couple blocks away tomorrow. But he still had to get through today, and it was kicked off with a weird start.

Max awoke in his bed to the sound of someone coughing, his eyes shooting open and scanning the room. To his confusion he saw no one.

“Huh...”

His bedside clock read 6:45am, a little earlier than what he normally woke up at but decided to make do with it. Throwing off the blankets he immediately noticed his intense hard-on twitching under his shorts.

Felling a little horny max slowly snaked a hand under his shorts and around his pulsing shaft. And immediately felt his wet and sticky cum surrounding it.

“...a wet dream? I don’t remember having one...”

“Oh but I do...”

Max pulled his hand out and was about to yell but he was cut off by the feeling of his own dick gently but firmly jerking itself off. Instead a small moan escaped his lips as he pulled his shorts down and inspected his rogue dick.

Much to Max’s surprise....and pleasure..... the skin was moving as if it had a hand pulling it up and down. His cock then turned to point up at his face, a frown clear on the tip and a familiar female voice filling his ears. Her tone however sounded quite angry.

“Hey, Babe....good to see you again....” his penis spoke out of the tip.

“Wh~ you’re actually alive!? Last week wasn’t a dream!?”

She groaned “No shit it wasn’t a dream! And once again you’ve ignored me THE WHOLE TIME!”

Max felt his balls tense and twist uncomfortably causing him to bit his lip in pain.

“I thought I gave you a warning the last time we spoke.....I guess not......and I guess I can’t trust you to pleasure me like you used to!” She tensed his balls tighter.

“I’m sorry!” Max pleased with his dick.

“It’s a little late for A FUCKING SORRY! You left me hard for so many days Max... and there’s only so much your penis can take before she’s had enough. And I, Max, have had enough.” She spat, her speed of jerking off becoming insanely fast.

Max started to lift his hips off his bed from the intense pleasure his cock was giving him, but she slammed them back down and held them there “NO! ITS MY TURN TO CUM!” She then spat a bit of pre-cum onto Max’s face.

They were nearing climax when his cock lifted his hips up “Open wide...” she grinned.

“What!? Wh-“

“I SAID OPEN FUCKING WIDE!” She twisted his balls so uncomfortably a tear slowly ran down Max’s cheek as he opened his mouth.

“Good boy.”

He felt his cock grow a few inches as she strained toward his open mouth. And just like that......climax.

Max’s cock spat her seed into his mouth at a velocity and volume that **** him to swallow it lest he drown in it.

He felt his balls loosen and his dick giggle before he once again passed out.