Kurt couldn't look straight at the recording camera even if he wanted to; the embarrassment he felt was making his stomach heat up and his cock twitch around your soft hand. His face was red but the pleasure he felt was making everything else disappear. After all, this video could make him famous, so who was he to refuse you? Especially when you jerked him off so good.
“That's it, good boy, just relax.” He heard you say close to his face, your breath hitting his already warm cheek. Your hand was wrapped all around his fat cock, slowly pumping it up and down. His slit was already slick with pre-cum, making the pink tip glisten prettily. Kurt whined quietly at the torturous pace of your hand. His own hands moved to grab the sides of the driver seat, knuckles white.
Your thumb rolled over a vein and up to his tip, smearing the pre-cum around, letting a hiss escape from Kurt's mouth. His eyes became half-lidded before he looked your way. “Please, I need more...” His hips thrusted up to search for more friction, his lips parted to moan your name. Your hand squeezed his cock, dragging back down to his base. “Please? You need more, uh?” You couldn't help but mock him.
Your body leaned over the console and toward his hard cock just so you could spit onto it. The glob of saliva hit his bulbous tip, before slowly running all the way to his balls. You moved your thumb to rub the substance around before suddenly pumping him again; faster than before, down to his base and all up to the head of his cock. The curly hair above his shaft tickled your hand as you did so. “That's better, uh? It feels good, I bet. Look at yourself, Kurt.”
His whines echoed through the parked car, his eyes slowly turning to the camera still recording; the view was perverted, and it made him blush even more. The pleasure was slowly driving him crazy and he rolled his hips toward your hand. You twisted your grip around his cock, thumb rubbing at the tip until Kurt was squirming onto his seat. His forehead was sweaty, hair sticking to the skin and you swore he was close to crying out. “M'fuck, feels so good, I can't...” He moaned.
Your second hand moved and you pressed your palm against his sticky tip, rubbing it furiously while still pumping Kurt's cock. He gasped at the friction, his eyes wide as he looked down at what you were doing. “Come on, Kurt, you can take it. Right?” You mocked again and he only nodded his head to answer you. You smeared the pre-cum that was welling up off his slit, making his tip slick.
The grip you had around his shaft tightened once more, dragging the skin of his cock up and down while jerking off with a fast pace. Kurt looked like he was about to come in your hands, his eyebrows furrowed by the pleasure he felt. “That's a good boy. You wanna come, I bet.” You said quietly and he turned his head to look at you. “Wanna come so bad, please.” His hips thrusted up to meet both your hands.
You rolled and twisted your palm around his sticky tip with a harder pace, knowing the friction there was what he preferred the most. You got a loud moan in reply before speaking up. “That's it, Kurt, come for me now.” Those words were accompanied by your thumb now rubbing at the slit of his cock; all his pre-cum forming a glob that you smeared around. You saw Kurt's hands grip at the seat harder, his thighs shaking from the pleasure.
Suddenly, and without any warning, his cock twitched in your hand and he cried out, his body lurching over as he came. Hot and creamy white globs of cum flowed to the steering wheel, to his thighs but mostly into your hands. You chuckled at his whines, watching as he was breathing fast. “Good boy, just like that. Coming so much, uh?” He hummed as you watched his semen stick to your fingers, before bringing them to your mouth. It was salty, a bit too slimy for your liking but you moaned around your own digits.
You licked them clean as Kurt stopped the recording of your phone. “How many followers am I going to get for that?” He asked, brushing his hair away from his forehead and looking at you. His cheeks were still so red. “That's all you're thinking about? Weirdo.” You replied to him, licking your thumb, tasting his pre-cum and semen together.
