Hold it

As the dribbling cock pulled away from my pre cum covered face I forced my gaze away and looked up at the face of the man whom it belongs to.

"C-can I t-t-touch it? Please." I whimper

"You are so precious, of course you can princess. You need to learn what a real cock feels like." his response sending a shockwave of gratification through my body. he said yes. I am allowed to touch and feel and hold this incredible muscle, I feel so privileged right now.

And so, tentatively, I reach out with my right hand and gentle caress his length. Feeling every bulging vein along its impressive shaft. I lightly stroke the cocks leaking head and run my small finger over its slit, gathering a small sample of precum. Without realising my hands swapped places as I brought my coated finger to my lips and lapped the delicious liquid from it.

Once I had finished my snack I allowed my right hand to reach back for the mighty cock but instead of simply touching it I took its entire weight in my hand. Feeling it mass as it throbs. The unbelievable feeling of it holding another mans, much larger, penis only proves to enhance my arousal. Its size clearing showing as the heavy appendage forces my hand further the floor.

Slowly my grip tightens and my dainty fingers begin to work the long shaft, spreading my superiors precum along to reduce friction. My confidence, already high from my years of practice masturbating alone, grows as the cock head flares even more and the length reaches its complete full size, a whole 11 inches. Grunts of approval falling from above encouraging me further as my pace quickens and I stare lustfully into the brown orbs of my companion.

Both of his large hands find themselves resting on my head, their fingers tangling themselves within my curls. Occasional tugs forcing very manly squeaks and moans from my pouty lips.