On My Face

“Shut your eyes!” Norbert commands, as his cock starts to pulse in my mouth, “I am going to make a proper mess of you!” My eyes shutter immediately in mindless obedience to his command. His fingers tighten on my hair as he pulls my head.

“I want you to react exactly the way you would, speak precisely how you would, if you were consciously aware of what I'm doing to you,” Norbert orders. My eyes flutter open and I look up at him, my eyes widening as I watch him stroke his rod.

His movements are fast and hard, his dark brown length glistening in the sunlight and slick with arousal, and my mouth. My eyes flutter faster, as my eyes drop from his eyes to that beautiful, dark length of meat, standing proud in front of me.

“Whoa! Nor-” The first stripe of his cum splashes across my face, striping me from my hairline to my jaw, a bit getting in my left eye. I flinch instinctively, but the second shot goes directly into my left eye. My eyes widen as I stare at his phallus.

The third shot blinds my left eye, before the next shot stripes another part of my face. Two shots in a row shoot directly in my right eye as I kneel, shocked and compelled, taking it. My vision fades to white as I can see nothing but Norbert's milk.

Thirteen more pulses of cum drench my face in his seed, as I kneel in front of him, unable to move. My eyes drowning and temporarily useless, I swallow softly, processing the fact Norbert just jerked off on my face. “Tongue out you little faggot!”

I smile reflexively at the word, opening my mouth and sticking my tongue out obediently. My cheeks stain underneath a spiderweb of Norbert's jism, as he wipes the crown off on my tongue. “You're really a fucking user-friendly faggot, huh?”

“Mm-Hm!” I answer cheerfully, despite the shock of him having just cum on my face. He brushes his crown on my tongue a bit more, but leaves his cum on my face. I moan softly as he cleans his rod on my tongue, like that's why it's there at all.

“So, what, I never needed to suffer blue balls, you'd have been happy to let me use you to drain my balls if I'd asked?” he questions, and I nod. “Damn it. My own stupid fault for respecting that you were gay and not trying to be a damn creep.”

“Should've asked right away when you came out if that meant I'd get free blowjobs, as your friend,” Norbert grumbles at this point, but not at me. He pulls my head forward, drying his cock in my hair. My hands raise to my face, immediately.

I start quietly rubbing his cum into my skin, listening as he stows his cock back in his clothes. I can hear the zipper sliding up, knowing he'll have to button immediately after. It's a slide, not a click, so I'm not likely to hear any buttoning sounds.

Once my face is clean, he looks down at me and cups my face with his hand. I lean into the touch gently, and Norbert just smiles at me. “Okay, I hate it, but, Amy says the only way to wake you up proper is to smack you so I gotta slap you now.”

“Okay. I don't know what you mean by wake me up since I'm already awake, but,” I reply, looking up at him, my eyebrows furrowing, then relaxing, “Oh. It must have something to do with Amy reprogramming me for her certification thesis.”

Norbert nods, and I shrug. “Okay. Wake me up! I'm ready to wake up!”

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