Page 116 of Brainwashed
I don’t think I’ve ever been so tense in my life. I’m about to see Dr. Love’s dick. I’ve been thinking about him, obsessing and craving some kind of interaction, and now we’re diving straight intothis. It’s nerve-racking.
But also… it’s a challenge. And I’m very competitive.
Reaching my hand inside his pants, I’m met with silky soft skin. And to my surprise, he’s already half-hard.
We both gasp in unison, and my eyes spring to his. He’s glaring at me angrily… Like he’s pissed off that I’ve given him an erection. Honestly, it makes my own dick leak in my pants.
My mouth is filling with saliva as I pull him out, revealing the many,manyinches of his cock. Seriously, the thing was pretty folded up in there, and now that it’s free, I can see that it’senormous.
“Fuck me…” I whisper, ogling it for a second.
His throat clears and when I peek back up at him, he growls, “Three minutes. You’re never gonna make it.”
Using my hand, I stroke him a few times, savoring the feeling of him growing and stiffening in my palm. The harder he gets, the bigger he gets, and it’s fuckingmesmerizing. The thing has to be ten inches long.
My face moves in, dropping in his lap to lick around the curve of his fat head. It tastes like salt and soap and my eyes actually roll back becausefuck, I missed this. I haven’t been with anyone in so long… I haven’t done this in a while.
Shit, which means I might be rusty.
Hurry up, Felix. You’ve gotta win this.
Wasting no more time, I sink my mouth down on his smooth, now rock-hard dick, and it flinches between my lips. My eyes find his and he looks like he’s desperately trying to remain unaffected, but his jaw is so tight his teeth might snap, and his fingers are digging into the fabric of the couch.
Running my tongue along the underside of his erection, I bob down and let him touch the back of my throat. An audible breath escapes him, and I use it to fuel me, pushing deeper, forcing the gag reflex out of my mind to let his tip push back even farther.
“God…fuck,” he croaks, and my heart skips.
Sliding my hands up his muscular thighs, I hold them open wide, using the excess spit as lube to work my mouth up and down. It’sreallywet… The sound is obscene already, but it drives me fucking wild, and I can’t help but push my hips into the couch to rub out some friction.
Groaning on his dick, I throat him as best I can, sucking around his girth while I use every single skill I’ve accumulated over the years on him. And I think it’s working. My robot doctor is crumbling just a bit beneath me.
His wide chest is fluttering. I can hear heavy pants coming from him. And when our eyes meet, his dark lashes fall and his head tips back.
“I’m not gonna let you win, Carver,” he growls, but it doesn’t stop his hand from coming up to grip my hair.
I moan on his dick once more, sucking him hard and reaching for his balls.We’ll see about that, Dr. Want.
I’m desperate to rub on his nuts, but his pants are still blocking me. So I grab the waist of them and haul them down hard, causing him to grunt. Our gazes lock together, a blazing inferno between his amber and my gray while I grasp his balls, squeezing them just enough.
He bites down on his lip, guiding my head with his hand while his eyes attempt to stay open. He looks lust drunk, and so fucking close to coming. I don’t know how much time I have left, but it can’t be more than thirty seconds.
Still, I know I have him. I can feel every muscle in his body coiling up. So I push past the pain and I gulp his dick back into my throat, swallowing and humming as I do.
“Fuck you,” his voice cracks. “God, fuck you…”
And then his dick swells, and bursts, erupting into the back of my throat. He spills pulse after pulse of thick cum on my tongue, and I drink it down, throat adjusting while I watch him, savoring his little begrudging gasps and whimpers. He looks regal sitting above me. Solarge, wide shoulders and chest heaving with his uneven breaths.
I did that.Imade him come that way.
I’ve never been so proud of myself.
Exceptional performance, Felix. A+++
When I finally pull my mouth off his dick, I make sure to suck on my way up, which earns me another little taste and a soft, hidden groan from my doctor. His fingers brush through my hair for all of a split second before he drops it and remembers himself.
Sitting back on my knees, I watch him scramble to tuck himself away. He doesn’t really blush with his complexion, but I’m sure that’s what I’m getting right now. He looks flustered.
It’s fucking adorable.
