No need for sugar.

Maximus stood at the large window, peering down at the neat gardens and grass in the back yard. A groundskeeping service showed up weekly to check and maintain the outside of the place, and they were good at their job. Nothing fancy, but it looked cared for.

He sipped his tea, staring through the view into nothingness as he contemplated the Nancy situation.

Also, his own groin's situation. He'd forgotten to scrub the launch, and the rocket was almost fueled. Granted that it was easier to unload than somehow revert the activity of his balls, so perhaps that metaphor was less than apt. And since his cum was mostly free, apart from a noticeable increase in food and liquid intake, it was even less apt, since he didn't have to pay a bunch of money for the fuel...

Maximus was jolted out of his reverie as a hard object jabbed against his back. A momentary flash of fear and confusion was quickly followed by a soft squishy feeling as two large soft cushions were crushed against him. But then he wasn't really paying attention anymore, since his sweatpants were now around his ankles. The involuntary step he'd started to take away was arrested by attempts to keep his balance after nearly tripping over them, along with trying to keep from spilling tea all over his dick.

Said dick being completely unrestrained by his sweats or boxers now, as two soft hands rubbed up and down it's lower third.

There was a grunt of effort from somewhere around his right shoulder, accompanied by the cushions getting squished further, and the hands and arms straining forward to reach more of his dick.

The grunt became a growl of frustration, followed by a confusing flurry of motions, as whoever it was somehow slid around his body without letting go. The result was Nancy kneeling in front of him, hands grasping his dick and mouth opening to engulf it's head.

Her costume was a bit disheveled, a huge nipple poking out of one side, but his cock was perfectly happy and ready for this. His balls gurgled slightly as Nancy palmed one, a bit of shock showing on her face.

It was quickly replaced by an almost disturbing amount of lust and hunger, he noticed briefly.

Before grunting as she deep-throated his cock in one go. Her tongue licked what it could reach of his nutsack, and each hand gently massaged a ball, doing things he hadn't known were possible to them.

At which point the throat wrapped around his dick started to vibrate slightly. His balls, having been prepared for action about 5 minutes ago, gleefully unleashed the stored load, muscles around his groin and ass flexing as powerful shots of cum blasted down Nancy's throat. His hands waved around vaguely in the air, some fraction of his mind trying to keep from spilling the tea, the other hand grasping vaguely for support that wasn't needed. Nancy didn't move from his groin, hands still massaging shrinking orbs, throat vibrating as she hummed.

The last surge left him as she started slowly withdrawing, hands still massaging, then gliding gracefully up and along his cock to meet just behind the head. They framed it as she licked and sucked the last globs off it's head, cleaning him thoroughly.

He'd lasted all of 20 seconds, he thought numbly, as he staggered slightly, legs a bit shaky.

What the fuck had that been? Where had Nancy even learned to do that? Was it the cum again? Had it given her world-class blowjob skills?
Fuck. Blowjob? Those were ball draining skills, nothing so simple as a blowjob. He wasn't even sure which if any fantasy that had been from, but he didn't really care right now.

A smacking of lips drew his attention as he finally managed to set his teacup down. Nancy was cleaning the last bits of drool off herself, a faint satisfied smile on her face. Her eyes suddenly jumped to his, focusing.

"Best I've ever had. And I know quality cum when I taste it."

She hummed to herself, clearly savoring it. "I'd take a cup of tea but I don't want to wash the flavor away just yet."

"So tell me, Maximummm (he swore his balls vibrated a little and started filling faster as her voice fell an octave and made the end of his name into a throaty hum)... When did your cum get magic powers?"