Suck it off

You look at the fleshy phallus dangling from the door. It's at about waist height and looks human, with a foreskin sheathing a purple-red cockhead, but it is larger than a man's. Maybe not quite double what you've seen in your experience, but still huge.

"There's one thing all men enjoy," you say, stepping infront of the cock and dropping to a crouch. You grasp the soft cock in your hands and feel its warmth. You lean your face towards it and smell the surprisingly fresh and clean flesh. You extend your tongue and give it a testing lick.

The cock twitches in your grasp and the door groans. Satisfied that it is just a huge cock and nothing more you part your lips and take the door's cock into your warm mouth. Working your hands along its stiffening length and your mouth on the first few sensitive inches you begin to suck the door's cock.

"Oh gods, all this wait has been worth it," the door contorts with pleasure. "Your mouth is like a fire. Suck it. Suck out my two hundred years of cum. Drain me dry."

"Mmmmmphhh," you reply, slurping on the door's cock, gagging yourself, drool sliding down your chin.

Precum begins to flood your mouth in quantities that would match a normal man's orgasm. You swallow it continuously, lubricating your throat and allowing the fat cockhead to pass into your esophagus. It's uncomfortable but the door gasps with pleasure so you milk it with your throat muscles and tongue the underside of its shaft while your hands work up and down its prick.

"WAaaaaaa!!!" bellows the door, so loudly that it hurts your ears.

You feel the cock throb between your lips and push upwards as if bucking in yourmouth. An instant later your eyes go wide as you feel a powerful pressure filling your throat with liquid. Each pump of the door's huge dick sends another fat spurt of the door's boiling broth straight into your stomach.

The cock between your lips pumps several times, filling you up so that you feel sick with the sheer volume of its seed. Like you've drunk three flagons of ale, but warm as soup. You finally slide the cock from your mouth and pull back, lifting your face and blinking the tears from your watering eyes.

The face of the door smiles down at you as you finally release its drooping cock and stand to wipe the cum from your chin.

"Satisfied?" you ask and burp to release some of the pressure on your insides. The taste is foul.

The face on the door closes its eyes.

"I hereby judge your deed," there is a pause as it considers. "Adequate."

There is a clanking of metal and the door begins to swing inward. As it moves golden light begins to fill the hallway as the chamber beyond is revealed.

"You may enter," announces the door.