You catch his cum in your mouth.

You don't think, you just let yourself go limp as he holds your head over his pulsing prick. You open your mouth obediently, and before you can think twice, Dale erupts in your mouth like a filthy firehose. It's all you can do to guzzle it down before you gag. You can't believe how much more powerful and potent his seed is compared to your small squirts. You get tantalizing tastes as you slurp it down, certainly not as sweet as yours, but a not unpleasant piquant that reminds you of a dank weed.

You finally lick the last of his load off your lips and look up at Dale, blushing bashfully and squirming as his hand holds you firmly in place. "Naw, brah, you good where you are. I got you high, right? Least you could do is catch some cum for a bit while we bake." You think there might be some flaw in his logic, but you secretly hope he doesn't figure it out. You get a giddy, guilty thrill from getting to enjoy eating his seed and being able to blame it on being neighborly.

"Good, girl. Since you are being nice, I don't need to hold you down." Dale lets go of your head and you lay stomach down staring at his slick shaft. You want to remind him that you're not a girl, but you are distracted by his free hand finding your ass again and groping it even more greedily than before. "That's better. Say, while you're down there, do me a favor and spit on it to keep it lubed."

You suppose that sounds fair enough too. After all, the quicker he cums, the quicker you can gobble his goo. You pool as much drool in your mouth as you can, which isn't hard with his huge cock aimed at your face and his hand slowly squeezing pretty pearls of precum out of his cocklips. You spit on his cock and stare longingly as it slides, shiny and slimy down his shaft. You squirm on the couch, his fingers squishing your supple cheeks more insistently, forcing wet moans from your plump, parted lips. You watch hypnotized by the tempo of his strokes, waiting with baited breath for his next jets of jism.

"NNNGH Here...OOH it....NGGG CUMS!" DALE blasts his baby batter into your open mouth. It tastes even better this time as it directly splashes on your tongue. You forget you are supposed to be in a passive role and begin using both hands to stroke more spurts from his swollen shaft. You marvel at his generous girth. You can barely fit a hand around it, and you need both of your tiny palms to stroke the full length of his cock. Dale moans appreciatively as he continues to grope your globes. His fingers begin slipping perilously close to your perineum, but you pretend not to notice the tingles it sends up and down your spine or the way your cock is hard and hurting between the couch and your stomach. You stroke and spit and squirm and stare for what feels like hours.

"Fuck, baby, you are NNGG gonna have to GROAN get your mouth MOAN wrapped around it this NNH time, this NNNGH load's too OOOH heavy to catch!" It makes sense in the moment, after all, you don't want to make mess. Eagerly enveloping his wide mushroom head with your moaning mouth, you have a stolen second to savor the salty goodness of his cock before he slides it deeper and cums directly down your throat. You keep sucking to milk every last drop, and marvel at how musky and manly he tastes. You never even wondered what cock tasted like, but now that you know, it's like a powerful craving has been awakened in you.

"Good NNGH girl. Keep OOH sucking that NNH cock, gorgeous." You barely noticed that you were still gorging on his girth well after you sucked the last drop from his slit, so that was all the encouragement you needed. That, and Dale's digits toying tantalizingly against your throbbing asshole. Your tongue covers every inch of his shaft it can reach, loving the taste of his tube steak and the feel of his veiny cock pulsing against your tongue and throat. You have never been more turned on in your life, sucking cock and getting felt up like a slut, and too stoned and boned to realize just how gay you are being.

You struggle to get further down his shaft, but begin sputtering and gagging less than half way down. Tears sting your eyes and you feel your brain drowning deliriously but you still strive to push a little further. Your earnest efforts earn you another luscious load, this one tasting the best of all with its added flavor of oxygen deprived desire. Dale grabs your head with both hands and makes rapid rabbit thrusts, fucking your throat and filling your belly full of his stud seed. By the time he is done, you have practically melted into the couch, your body limp, save for your puny prick. You look up at Dale expectantly, knowing you are so high and horny you will agree to whatever he asks next...