We didn't wait long

DJ swallowed and shook his head. He knew he had to get out of there. While he could feel the need for more cum, the last bit had given him just enough strength of will to fight off the desire. His hand reached for the door knob as he heard the sound of a knock on the opposite wall from where the tiny cock had poked through. Turning back, his jaw dropped open at what he saw.

Jutting out from the wall was a massive meat stick. The semi hard cock was easily 8 inches long, and clearly not full sized. The dark melanated skin had a soft clean look to it. DJ’s mouth began to water as he stared at it. Stepping closer, he reached for it only to rip his hand back at the last second.

This was not what he wanted. He needed to leave, needed to get away from this before he became trapped in the room. He could feel his mind telling his body to turn around, to get out of there, but his eyes would not leave the giant girthy dick that hung through the hole in the wall. DJ’s breathing began to come faster and faster as he fought against every instinct. He didn’t want to suck the beautiful hung cock in front of him… Did he?

Frozen, he waited there for anything to change. His mind shouted for his body to move. PK’s voice piped up to make the situation even worse. ‘You know the best part of this? I’m not the one controlling you. That is just the simple desire you have to take that real man’s baby batter and swallow it down. Maybe, if you get enough cum in you, you’ll be able to fight it better. Or… maybe it will only get worse.’

DJ swallowed loudly at the thought of the desire and need getting worse. He didn’t know if PK was telling the truth about their control over him or not, but it felt like they were. Sucking sharply on the lollipop in his mouth seemed to stave off the intense desire to fall to his knees in front of the cock.

Then something changed. Slowly, reluctantly, the huge dick began to withdraw. The thought of not getting the dick into his mouth spurred him into action. Diving forward, his mouth dropped open and slipped over the bulbous head. In an effort to get to the job as quickly as possible, DJ had positioned himself over the stool, his body at a ninety degree angle. With just enough room to make it work, he felt the opposite wall brush against his exposed ass as his short mini dress rode up over the glorious mounds of his ass.

The tiny space drove his face even farther down the cock in his mouth, his skill naturally sucking it in. His tongue swirled around the hardening member as he continued to lavish it with his attention. The attention the feminized man gave to the dick in front of him caused it to continue to grow. What had started as a soft eight was quickly growing to a hard ten, maybe even ten and a half.

Backing off from the cock in front of him, DJ’s ass was smashed against the wall behind him, he could feel the hole the tiny cock had come through earlier pressed up against his cheeks, his asshole perfectly posed to accept any thing that might come through. This allowed him to reach up and stroke the saliva covered cock, his hands gliding up and down it slowly.

DJ’s eyes almost crossed trying to focus on the glistening tip in front of him. A wicked idea came to him and he spoke up loudly. “Time for that hawk-tuah I guess.” A large glob of spit came flying out of his lips and landed directly on the large head in front of him. His long nailed hands began to pump up and down as he heard the deep voice on the other side of the wall chuckle at the internet reference.

With the huge cock covered in spit, DJ could no longer stop himself and his face fell forward, engulfing the head again as he sealed his lips tightly around it and began to suck and lick the glorious dick. Suddenly he began to feel something. His caged cock strained as the sensation of a tongue swirling around the head of it began. It was like every action he took on the man in front of him was being reflected back towards him.

The sensation drove him mad with lust as he felt something on his cock for the first time since dressing up that day. Unable to control himself he drove himself farther down the glorious meat pole. His throat opened easily as he felt himself almost slamming up against the wall that separated him and the owner of the cock lodged in his throat.

The moans of pleasure from the feeling on his own caged prick only made the blowjob better. The vibrations of his throat on the long cock brought a groan from the real man on the other side of the wall. Perhaps sensing that DJ would hold himself there, the man began to withdraw his cock just enough for DJ to get another breath before ramming it back into him.

Suddenly, behind him he could feel the covering on the opening over his ass part.

‘Ohh, what do we have here? A big white cock? Another BBC? Maybe a huge toy? Or maybe another slut who wants to eat the ass in front of them? I’ll let you decide!’