章節 3: Doyle: Toilet Break III

As Doyle released my hand, I felt the moisture on my fingertips grow cold in the stale air. My heart thumped louder in my ears as I suddenly felt Doyle's calloused hand wrapped around my member.

I moaned as I leaned into his touch, falling limply against his body as I felt his hand stroke my member.

"A-aa... No... Its... too fast..." I moaned as I buried my face in his chest, I didn't dare look at his face now. I was too embarrassed and felt guilty for betraying the current crush that I had.

"Its fine. You'll do great." Doyle said as he continued stroking my member. His thumb teased the head as he continued his stroking motion.

"Its... not.... fine... at alll!!!" I moaned as I felt the increase in pace, my body shivered as I felt a rush of euphoria run through me. My body then shook as I felt my energy seeping, I fell limply against Doyle's body as I finally sneaked a peek at his face.

My face flushed when I saw him bringing his fingers, soiled with my juices, to his mouth, licking off the white liquid. His eyes then caught mine after he muttered a soft "Its sweet". He grinned playfully as I tried to pull myself away from him.

"Where are you going?"

"A... away! Obviously! You... are the lowest! What are you doing..." I blurted out whatever was in my mind before my voice was muffled.

He pressed his lips against mine once more as he passionately suckled and teased my tongue. I moaned in protest as I slowly lost my anger in the moment.

My eyes widened when I felt a thick finger prodding my entrance. I tried pushing him away and escaping when he pulled me closer instead, sealing my exit.

"Pah! No! Wait! ... Nngh! Doyle!" I voiced my protest in between moans as I caught my breath.

"There's no time to wait." Doyle said as he then pressed another finger within me.

I gasped from the gesture as I leaned against his chest, breathing in the musky scent. It wasn't painful for me as I have tried multiple times, masturbating with a dildo.

Doyle cursed as he felt me clenching on his fingers. His eyes darted to me as he pulled me upwards to look at his face.

"Relax your body. I don't want it to hurt."

"What do you mean..." I muttered when I suddenly felt a third finger being pressed against my entrance.

"Wa- wait! I'm... I'm still a virgi..." I protested as I then felt the third finger slip in. My body arched as I felt my member trickling with precum.

"That's it... relax yourself... That's a good boy." Doyle whispered in my ear as I felt his fingers stroking my inner walls. It felt good listening to his voice.

I moaned and squirmed as I tried to escape. But to no avail, my body willingly fell against Doyle's as I writhed in the pleasure he was giving me.

His fingers stroked my g-spot over and over again, causing me to moan uncontrollably. I leaned against him and bit onto his shoulder as I tried to keep my voice down.

"Nnn... Stop... touching... The-Ah! Doy--le..." I moaned in his ear as I wrapped my arms around him.

My breath caught in my throat as I felt my body beginning to spasm. I leaned into him as my member trembled and I felt the sweet release of pleasure wash over me.

"... I think you're ready." Doyle's voice echoed in my ear as I hazily looked up at his face. What is he talking about?

I then felt movements from his lower half as I brought my gaze to look at him. He unbuttoned his slacks and slid down his zipper as I noticed the pitch in his underwear.

I swallowed my saliva as I suddenly leaned back. He can't possibly be thinking of putting that in me right?!

"Wa-wait... Doyle! I... this is..."

"Hm? It's a little unfair if its just you right?"

I pouted at his sentence as his bulge hit against my inner thigh. I felt the heat in my stomach growing once more as I stared at his member.

"I... I'll stroke it... Just not..." I mustered myself to say as I reached out to his underwear.

"Hmm~" Doyle hummed in reply as he leaned back and watched my response.

I glared at him before brushing my fingers over his bulge. I nervously swallowed my saliva as I then began stroking it. At first I started slow and hesitant, but as I heard his soft groans, I felt much more confident and continued stroking it.

With each gentle caress, his member seemed to pulse and grow bigger. Ultimately, it slipped out of his underwear and I found myself gasping at the size.

His shaft was long and thick. Very much different compared to mine. I tried to hide my astonishment as I hesitated to touch it.

"Why did you stop? Are you embarrassed?"

Feeling irked by Doyle's goading tone of voice, I clenched my teeth and braved myself to touch his bare and massive shaft. I struggled to hold it with one hand, and so, settled with both hands.

I then started stroking it in a bobbing motion as my hands moved up and down against his massive shaft. I gulped and touched the head of his dick as I tried re-enacting what he had done for me.

I tilted my chin upwards, trailing my eyes to gaze at his face before my cheeks turned red. Doyle had been enjoying my hand job. It gave me a tingle of pride as I continued to study his unkempt expression.

Seeing his usually cocky and confident expression turning to one of lust and excitement triggered something within me. I then climbed off of his lap as I got onto my knees and brought my mouth to his dick.

My breath tickled his member and he opened his eyes to look at me. I felt a sense of accomplishment when I saw his flustered expression.

I then kissed the tip of his member which was now gleaming from his precum. He flinched from the sudden action and opened his mouth to say something but stopped as a low moan escaped his lips.

I then ran my tongue across the length of his member. Upon reaching the tip, I rolled my tongue against his rim, teasing him with the motion.

Doyle moaned as he rested his hand atop my head, pressing me against his member.

"Tsk. Stop teasing me and just... nn... do it..."

I grinned at his sentence and obliged. I wrapped my mouth against his majestic cock as I slowly bobbed my head up and down against his shaft. My hand stroked his cock as the other squeezed and massaged his balls.

He groaned and pressed me further down onto his member, making me choke on his thick rod. I squeezed my eyes shut as my tongue wrapped around his massive dick. I gurgled as his dick pounded my throat, forcing me to produce saliva to loosen the movement.

His dick was huge! My jaw hurt and yet I had this urge that pushed me to please him. It was honestly beyond me at this point.

I then suckled and continued with my bobbing motion until I felt the pulsing from his member. I quickened my pace as I looked at his expression through hazy, tear filled eyes.

"Nnngh! Len! I'm... CUMMING!" Doyle groaned as I felt him pull out from my mouth. His hot white liquid sprayed across my face and body, covering me in his semen.

"A-ah..." I sat in amazement, breathing heavily, as I felt his hot liquid slowly dripping from my face. I stared at his flushed expression before my hand reached to touch the hot liquid.

I stared at the thick liquid before bringing it to my mouth. I shivered as I tasted it. It was bitter and smelled a little fishy.

Doyle clicked his tongue before he grabbed some toilet paper, cleaning off the liquid that was spattered across my face and chest.

"Don't eat that." was all Doyle said as he dabbed the toilet paper against my soiled body.

"... But you did it..." I pouted as I felt Doyle pulling me against him.

"... That's... different. Just... I prefer if you don't... though its fine if its in your other mouth."

I stared blankly at him as I repeated his phrase. Then, my face turned bright red as I pushed him away. I got off his lap and grabbed my clothes to put on when he pulled me against his chest.

"Why so hurried? Stay... for a little while." Doyle whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. I held onto his arms as I glanced a look at his face. He was grinning as his member pulsated against my back.

I grew hyper-aware of the hot rod pressing against my lower back. It was slightly wet and fully erect. My face flushed as I swallowed hard. I felt my body trembling just thinking about it.