In My Mouth

Norbert moans in pleasure as my tongue flexes wide across the underside of him, drawing it slowly up his shaft. His hand flexes and grips my head firmly, his fingers tangling into my hair before he pulls my head back, sliding it up his phallus.

He controls my head with such casual confidence it's as if my mindless mouth exists for the sole reason of him using it for his pleasure. My lips slide up his cock until only the crown remains, and the first think pulse of his seed floods my tongue.

“Drink, faggot,” Norbert orders plainly, his tone one that says he would say more, but I don't deserve any more elaborate statement in my current condition. I swallow, as the second pulse lands on my tongue, taking Norbert's milk to my belly.

He holds my head steady, stroking himself shallowly with my mouth as he unloads into it. I kneel in mindless obedience, drinking his cum, looking up and maintaining eye contact. For almost two minutes, Norbert holds my mouth around him.

When the pulses end, I swallow once more, and Norbert pushes my head down. My lips slide down to the hilt on his shaft. As he holds my head down, I tighten my lips instinctively until he gasps softly, “Fuck, yes! You know how to drain a cock!”

He curls his fingers hard in my hair and drags my head up his length, forcibly milking the last drops of his cream onto my tongue. I swallow as I look up at him, and Norbert smiles down at me, clearly thoroughly satisfied by my mindless service.

Norbert sighs softly as my lips slip off his cock, drying his dark brown shaft in my hair. He cups my face with his hand and strokes my cheek, biting his lower lip. “I really hate to slap you, faggot, but I'm not the hypnotist. Maybe pain's needed?”

He isn't really asking me a question, and in my mindless state, I likely wouldn't be able to answer, anyway. Still, Norbert's eyes focus down on me, before tucking his cock back into his clothes, buttoning and zipping his meat away, for himself.

Once he's tucked and stowed, he takes a deep breath to ready himself.

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Here the story converges with Norbert waking me up in Chapter 9: Gently.