an old summer of endings

Chapter 11

WARNING: Mature Scene
Chapter 11

"KNEEL DOWN and open your mouth, make sure to hit all appropriate notes." Yrozze said huskily as he pushed Roscoe's head down and made him kneel in front of him. Roscoe's eyes landed on the large bulge facing towards him and licked his lips, knowing that he would be eating such kind of food for the night as his dinner.

Yrozze never let his head break away from his right hand. Instead, he used his left hand to unbuckle the belt to opening the button of his pants to zipping down the zippers. "Fuck." He cursed as he immediately opened his boxers and suddenly, his rock hard cock slapped Roscoe's face.

When it faced Roscoe's face, he crept a smile on his lips. He was ever so big, long and throbbing that he still couldn't answer the fact that this massive cock entered his hole and rammed again and again. "I really didn't think you could be this big, long and thick. Can it fit on my mouth?" Roscoe asked, worriedly.

That made Yrozze smirked.

"There is no substitution if you want to pursue what you love. Throat it deep and try." He replied. Roscoe could only nod. "Now, let's start," Yrozze added. Roscoe slowly brought his head closer to his cock while looking at Yrozze who was now looking at him while smiling. His gray colored long sleeve polo was unbuttoned so that his abs on the vicinity of the sight was flaunted and obvious. It made him more horny and scorched in heat.

He started licking the center of his cock, coating it with a saliva.

The cock follows the movement of his mouth by swaying gently as his tongue touched the skin of his genital. "Hmm," He moaned. His lips had a mind of its own, and he found himself sucking the tip of his cock, sending shivers of ticklish pleasure toward Yrozze's body.

The grip tightens at the back of his hair as he heard Yrozze groaned a little.

"F-Fuck...you're m-mouth..." He said.

That made Roscoe smiled, knowing that he already satisfied his man with a just a simple action. How much more if Roscoe swallowed his length? Licking and nipping the hole of his cock deliriously sent shivers down Yrozze's spine.

His tongue was professional, his lips were soft. It could make him go crazy.

"Please...put your...mouth in..." He pleaded.

Roscoe was moved by this. It was the first time that Yrozze begged such kind of thing. To reward him up, he obliged to follow his instruction. Roscoe removed his mouth on Yrozze's cock and looked at him. When he saw his sweat prior to the temperature that suddenly arises around the ambiance, and the underlying horny face he's exhausting, Roscoe immediately opened his mouth and slammed his cock inside.

"Urgh! Fuuck!" Yrozze screamed in pleasure.

When Roscoe opened his eyes, he felt the part of his cock hit the back of his throat, that's when he actually realized that he actually deep throated him.

That made his throat irritated, constricted. And he involuntarily gagged by coughing up enough saliva to drip out of his mouth.

He can't breathe so he immediately pulled his cock out of his throat and it ended up with him coughing repeated times. "Your cock...is...very...big and...long..." Roscoe complained while coughing. He can't seem to breath properly after acting so fast without any prior thinking.

Huffing, Yrozze smiled at him, satisfied, but not so.

"I guess, my cock wants your throat that's why it got harder and bigger." He replied.