Step inside the room, and join the blond between the Bull's legs.

From Create Your Own Story

You step into the room and the Bull shifts one of his massive thighs to hang off the cot, making room beside the struggling blond. You approach slowly, stunned at the size of the man - he's all muscle, his thick neck hitting muscular shoulders, his wide chest dusted with black hair that grows thicker down his ripped stomach as it approaches that monster cock. You lay down on your stomach at the bottom of the cot, and press your face beside the lithe blond, who glances at you with worried eyes. The two of you slobber on the Bull's dick, the blond trying to get the width of the man into his mouth, and you concentrating on the man's heavy hairy balls, licking and sucking at them while your hands rub along the man's rock hard stomach and chest. His heavy hand settles on the back of your head, the same way he's holding the blond, and with his two hands, he shoves and guides your mouths on his meat.

"Fuck," the Bull's voice is deep. "Stop trying, you stupid cocksucker." You glance up, and see that he's yanked on the blond boy's hair, pulling the boys swollen lips off his giant cockhead. He tugs on the boy, half-dragging him, the boy half crawling, until their mouths meet and the boy starts grinding himself against the big man's side, rubbing his hands across the huge man's muscular chest.

You decide to give it a shot, and take the Bull's meat in hand, opening your mouth as wide as you can, and lowering your face onto his dick. His cockhead slips past your lips with effort and you make it about half-way down his cock before his flesh hits the back of your mouth and you have to pause, breathing through your nose, trying not to gag.

"Fuck yeah," the Bull's hand tightens in your hair, "that's how it's done, see?"

He pushes on your head, and you struggle desperately not to gag as his cock hits the back of your throat. Tears stream out of your eyes, but you literally start to swallow his meat, unable to breathe on the full ride down his shaft, feeling his pubic hair hot and sticky with sweat against your face before he relents and you can back off his cock, moving up enough that you can breathe furiously through your nose.

"That's it," the Bull's voice vibrates through his chest. "Worship that dick."

It's worthy of worship, that meat. You go down on him again, feeling his cock hit and pass through the back of your throat with that same sensation of panicked suffocation, and this time his hand relaxes a little, letting you set your own pace. You hear the blond boy cry out, and look up through your teary eyes to see that the Bull has one arm wrapped around the boy, shoving the boy's face into his thick hairy chest, and two of his fingers are roughly diving between the boy's ass, penetrating his hole. You start to suck the massive cock a bit faster, never quite getting used to the girth, but finding a rhythm that you can manage without gagging or passing out.

When you bottom out on his cock once more, his hand tightens in your hair, and he tugs you off his dick completely, threads of spit dripping from your sore mouth onto his thick, swollen monster of a cock.

"Alright, which of you cocksuckers wants to get fucked first?" the Bull asks. The blond shifts his head to look up at the massive man, and the Bull pushes a third finger into the blond's ass, making him squirm.


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