Take a hit

You take the path of least resistance and motion for Dirk to pass you a joint. When you feel it hit your lips you shiver as you remember his cock parting them. When you feel the hot smoke fill your throat you feel your cock throb as you can't help but imagine it's his hard cock stretching it. It burns in your lungs and you remember gasping and gagging around his meaty member. You try to push it out of your mind with another weighty puff, but if anything it only makes the memories come back more vividly. It's like pot and cock are burned into your brain as inherently connected.

"Sweet, my man is already boned up! Me too, what's say we watch some more 'workout videos' and jerk off?" You nod dumbly, paying more attention to the thick bulge in Dirk's jeans than what he's saying. Oh fuck...he's stroking it through his jeans...that's so fucking hot...You try to think clearly, try to look away before he notices you staring but he just keeps stroking it slowly...hypnotically...you lick you lips...

"Yeah...that's what I thought. You talked big about it being a 'one time thing', but you can't stop staring at my cock. Look at you, dude, you're fucking drooling!" You try to think up an argument, but then you feel a thick strand off slobber roll down your chin. You still can't stop staring at his bulge.

Fuck why is he torturing you? Why doesn't he just pull it out? Does he want to hear you beg? You see that predatory glint in his eyes...of course he does. "So uhm...do you want me to suck your cock, please?" You cringe as you hear your clumsy come on out loud. Your face blushes brightly and your cock drools needily as you squirm, humiliated and high and horny in front of your fiendish "friend".

"Hmm...I don't know..." he slooooowly unzips his pants and pulls his perfect prick out of his jeans. "I don't know if you want it bad enough. Maybe you could suck on my balls while you try and convince me you deserve to **** on my cock." You can't believe you are letting this arrogant sociopath humiliate you like this, but the fact that you are crawling to him on your hands and knees and lovingly licking his sweaty balls goes a long way towards proving you will do anything to get that dick.

"Please SLURP, sir, please can I SHHLP suck your cock? I'm so SMACK horny and it's so KISS fucking perfect...SLURP please...I SHHLP beg you..." You stare up at him with your doe eyes as he bounces his cock off your forehead throughout your pathetic plea. You are intoxicated by the arousing aroma and funky flavor of his balls as you kiss, lick, slobber, and suck on them. Debasing yourself before such raw masculine power only seems natural.

"Okay, fag. I guess you can be my cocksucker." You don't waste another second, you run your tongue from his base to the tip then wrap your lips around the shaft and slide down, slowly sucking, licking, and kissing every inch until it is just dripping with your drool. You hold it against your cheek for a second, feeling it's warmth and power. The fact that is making your face feel slimy and gross just adds to the naughty nastiness you can't help but giggle at.

SLAP

"Don't cuddle it, faggot...suck it!" Dirk smacks you with his meaty bludgeon and you almost cream your pants. That's so fucking degrading...so dirty...it makes you feel like such a filthy slut...you are deep throating him before you know it. You feel that feeling of hot smoke as your tender tissue is stretched taut. The burning in your lungs from a huge hit comes back as you struggle to breath around his thick, veiny cock. You feel like the longer you suck, the higher you feel...the higher you go, the further you sink into horny homohumiliation and slutty submissiveness.

"That's NNF a good NNH girl...earn NNG that MOAN load!" When he runs his hands through your hair and calls you a girl, you lose it, letting loose in your pajama pants and cumming so hard you go limp. Dirk, not being particularly patient, grabs your head and pulls you up and down his cock like a cock sleeve. Your buzz burns in a bright blistering blush as you spurt and drool dumbly as you allow this dirtbag to use your throat like a fuck toy.

"NOICE!" Dirk pulls out and paints your face with his explosive ejaculate. You are half-blind, baked, buzzing and blushing as you scoop it out of your eyes and into your hungry mouth. Dirk pulls the now cold scrambled eggs on the floor and lets his last drops of cum splash onto them. "I made breakfast for you...eat it." You don't even hesitate. Scooping them into your mouth with your bare hands, using them to mop up the remaining splooge dripping off your stupid, slutty face. You know you shouldn't be letting Dirk treat you like this, that he will only push things further if you don't put a stop to it, but you are too high and horny to care.

"Good girl. You cleaned your plate. Maybe tomorrow I'll drop by to give you more of the same...if you ask real nicely." Dirk is out the door before you can decide whether you should beg him to stay. You stay on the floor, horny and high and wishing it was tomorrow already. You stroke your tiny cock with your slutty lips open over it, imagining Dirk walking in on you right now and then shooting thin spurts onto your awaiting tongue. It's not nearly as good...but it'll do until tomorrow.

You edge and goon and jerk for hours until your buzz fades away and regret starts tying your stomach into knots. You can't believe you let it happen again. What are you going to do tomorrow? You know if you let him come over you'll end up sucking his cock again...or worse, but can you even put a stop to it at this point? Do you even want to? Or do you want to go further down this dark, twisted path to see where it leads?