Balls Deep

When Norbert starts to pulse under my attention, I moan in mindless service, offering sensual vibrations. His fingers curl and he gets a good grip on my hair. He rolls his hips, sliding his cock down my face and driving himself smoothly into me.

My lips stretch around his meat, taking him to the hilt as he pushes in until his nuts rest at my chin. I blink and look up at him in brainless acceptance, swallowing instinctively around his meat. I suck softly on the portion still on my soft tongue.

“There we go, faggot, milk my cock,” he commands softly, almost murmuring. I swallow around him, stroking his phallus with the muscles of my throat as I grind my tongue on his underside. I suck gently, as his seed pulses into my lower throat.

I take it immediately into my belly, swallowing at and between every pulse of his cock, mindlessly yearning for his sweet, thick milk. His cock pulses hard in my throat, and he holds my head down firmly, simply using me as his cum-dumpster.

He sighs in pleasure, letting his balls drain into my stomach, churning his cream out in a long, heavy load. I just hold my breath, servicing his cock until he starts to slide his hips back. I breathe in, inhaling his scent, as my airways are vacated.

Norbert pulls free entirely, having only put himself into my mouth or throat to feed me his milk, and then dries his cock with my hair. He smiles down at me, ruffling my hair with one hand, pressing the other against the fencing behind him.

“Fuck, that was satisfying,” Norbert sighs in satisfaction, looking down at me as he tucks his cock away, zipping up and then buttoning for himself. “You look so beautiful with your mouth attached to my cock like that, y'know that, faggot?”

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