A hum of appreciation rumbled deep in his chest. With the man seated as demanded, wielding his beastly size as if it were a weapon, pointed towards him with a clear glob of clear pre-cum seeping from the slit, he moved in to take dominion, rounding out his arms so they laid over Jake's thighs. Biceps and triceps flared out, each being rather than a cantaloupe. A hand sated itself to rest idly by his hip, whilst the other took hold of the throbbing piece from the man's grip. "Keep your hands to yourself..." Raleigh grumbled out, not even bothering to tear his gaze away from that delectable piece of man meat. "Allow me to do what I do best. I don't need your guidance." He spoke rather sternly, but plainly, not out of cockiness or boasting about his self-worth. Simply put, he wanted to feast, and enjoy himself, without the nagging worry of appeasing his host; he knew good and well that if he was passionate and hungry, the pleasure would be tenfold. Raleigh was selfish in a sense—he wasn't doing this to appease the man, he wanted to taste, and to challenge himself on a cock this thick and heavy, he wanted to suck, lick and stroke at his leisure... and really lay in the worship.
He said nothing else. Didn't even bother to look up in silent submission. Raleigh didn't see it that way. He was an animal capturing its prey. As he comfortably laid out between the man's legs, his head leaned in, directly into the groin, where he inhaled the musky scent of the man, saliva flooded his mouth and he forcefully gulped it down at the scent of that powerful cock. His nose followed from the base, along the vast inches, until rounding out at the top, where he tastefully lapped at the tip, extracting the droplet. His eyelids shut over ocean blue eyes as he fell into a stupor; his lips spread, capturing the bulbous head into his mouth, his tongue soaking into the sensitive flesh, rolling back and forth over the glans and swiping over the surface of pink. Raleigh gingerly sucked at the head, just as his hand began to rise up, applying a pumping action to the rest of his length. Fibrous muscles of his arms began to thicken the muscle out, veins visible from the effort it took. Several minutes later, his free hand came in aid, one nearer the base and the other at its centre. Releasing it with a popping sound, his tongue travelled down, mapping out veins along the shaft and the hard muscle he drooled over. At the root, he lowered his head further, face tenderly rubbing into the rounded, fat cum-filled balls he sported. They were warm, smooth, perfectly shaped pouch of a virile man. His mouth opened, a moan passing in gratitude as one of Jake's balls was taken into his mouth, making sure his teeth were nowhere near the hypersensitive flesh. As he suckled on the prized orb, his hands shifted, one rising up to the first few inches at the head, where delicate fingers and the palm of his hand worked in tandem to massage the head over and over, in a similar action to how one would juice an orange. His thumb found the trigger point of the glans beneath, the pad of his digit working in a circular pattern to activate all the pleasure receptors. Raleigh was eager to find every trigger point, every little button that made Jake's toes curl and his cock twitch.
Several minutes had passed by since his mouth was secured around the man's family jewels. He turned to the other for a few more minutes, swapping his hands out as his head shifted into another angle, but this time, his hand was slick with pre-cum now, aiding in stroking his length as he catered to the warm, firm nuts. This was just the beginning.
Content with his work, both hands resumed their hold over the man's prick, as did his mouth at the tip. At first, he only dove in for the pink flared cockhead, but by each second that passed and every sinful swipe of his tongue and plush lips around the circumference of him, Raleigh sank deeper and deeper with every bob of his head. As he commenced, soft wet slurps could be heard, wet and loud gulping and sloshing of spit as it freely drooled from his mouth. Every dive of his mouth earned a deep moan, the vibrations coursing from his throat to the length being buried into the back of his mouth, close to gaining entry to that silken, hot throat. It would be a matter of time until Raleigh warmed up to it. A cock this vast and monstrous needed time, patience... and a lot of willpower. Raleigh had all of that in check. As his head sank, the hands beneath followed suit, back and down in sync with his diving, hot mouth. He didn't care for the beads of sweat that formed along his face, nor how messy and dishevelled he had become. Certainly not the frothy mixture of pre-cum and saliva foaming from the corners of his mouth and down his chin. It only added to the experience of being cockhungry, with a cock as big as his hunger was. Wrists twisted in unison, supplying a heightened sense of pleasure and stimulation to the rest of the untamed inches. Raleigh was determined; he would get there. Anyone could see how focused he was, with his eyes shut, his tongue, lips and hands working in tandem. Neck bulging out. There was no prettier view on this Earth than here and now, Raleigh was effortless, only having gagged once or twice since he began. It would come, he was sure, but for now, he relished in the taste of the man's cock. The way it filled his mouth and stretched his lips. The sheer weight of it in his hands and on the surface of his tongue. The mere presence of it had Raleigh's virgin-tight hole fluttering even tighter in anticipation. He lost track of time and space around him, his only resolve was this monster. This delicious piece of cockmeat that had him greedily slurping, diving deeper and deeper with every passing minute, the pace and speed alternating from slow, deep bobs, to shallow rapid ones. By the time he had opened his eyes, they were glazed over with fresh tears, born out of strain and the effort he was putting in. But that would not deter him. He sank in again, the flushed head slowly breaking past the back of his mouth to enter the depths of his throat. There was an initial sputter as the girth stretched him to limits he had seen only a handful of times. His jaw slackened, his lips parted wider, enough to flash the pearly whites of fanged teeth. With a deeper push, his neck bulged and expanded as it took in the host's cock. Raleigh's head retracted back an inch, before he dove back in, retracting and repeating, fucking the cock into his throat, all the while his hands pumped away at him with a reckless mercy.
Raleigh needed no guidance; he knew how to tame and properly worship a cock of this magnitude.
His mouth popped free. There was a grin on his face, though it was partially hidden by the thick mast in front of him. At last, he looked up, past the prized length, to look upon the naked figure of whom it belonged to. As he returned to continue, his gaze locked onto the man above. Not to seek any kind of appreciation or be notified of pleasure, but simply to confirm his values; this was all for him, he enjoyed this, and he would take his time, go at his own pace and leisure, until Jake either climaxed, or was begging to fuck him.
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