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Authors: Jeff Adams
mouth down to the bulge and nuzzled it. Once again JJ was making me moan and shudder without even touching my skin.
He angled himself so one eye looked up at me. The expression was a mix of amusement and passion. I suspected he was going to push this as far as he could go.
I had to key my mic on to respond to a question. “Yeah,” I said, out of breath like I’d been running. “We should split up and….” I swallowed a moan and hoped they couldn’t hear the muffled laugh JJ made as he teased my cock. “Two at a time, try to pick off their guys quickly. I think it’s the—” Another forced pause as he tweaked a nipple through my tee. “—best way to end this.”
I cut the mic and stared down. “You didn’t tell me you were this evil.”
“How is playing with your cock evil?”
“You know exactly why. You’ll pay for this eventually.”
“Oh, I hope so.” He played over the fabric, up to the waistband and then under the elastic. “I forgot you were commando. Perfect.”
He ran his fingers through my pubes and occasionally brushed the head of my cock. Every touch reminded me of how intense last night had been. Before I realized what he was doing, he pulled down the waistband as far as he could.
I couldn’t touch him at all. I couldn’t risk getting shot since I didn’t want him to stop. He could touch me 24-7 and I would still want more. I wasn’t sure if I fed off his energy or he fed off mine, but this was intoxicating.
“You’re making it so hard to concentrate.”
“Consider it good solider training.” His words were difficult to understand since his mouth was around my cock.
“I gotta open my mic. We’re headed into the thick of it.”
“Okay.” He licked up my shaft and then nibbled on some skin, which tickled in the most erotic way possible. “I can be quiet.”
“I’m not sure I can,” I said before turning on the mic. JJ offered a muffled laugh in response.
I struggled giving orders to the guy I had with me, trying to maintain an even, authoritative voice while JJ worked me over. He managed to get my sweats down, which gave him access to my balls. I helped with that, spreading my legs.
He settled into a position on his side, which let me see his cock bounce around. It needed to be touched, and I couldn’t do it. Taking my hands off the controller at this point would make bad things happen, and I didn’t want to find out what would happen if I ended up hurt in the game.
Even after the cum I spilled last night, I could tell I was going to have one helluva orgasm. My cock wasn’t used to all this attention, and it was going to blow big to show its appreciation.
JJ’s cock was like a dripping faucet. I didn’t know how he kept from touching himself. I wanted to take care of it with my mouth, and not with a microphone in the way.
“How much longer are we going to have to do this?” I asked after I muted my mic. JJ didn’t answer. His attention was singularly focused, letting no part of my cock and balls feel ignored. Somehow he managed to know how to keep me right on the edge of losing my mind.
I managed to catch the shadow of someone who wasn’t in our group. I picked off the guy who was trying to come up behind us. My ear filled with a roar of approval.
“Well done,” JJ said, taking a pause. “I heard those cheers down here.”
As my group moved faster towards its goal, JJ picked up the pace. I whimpered and ended up squeezing the controller in my hand as he planted my cock against the back of his throat. He was moving his tongue just right and banging me against his tonsils. He was doing everything he could to make me cum.
I forced myself to watch the screen so I’d move like I needed to. As JJ ran a finger under my balls, my character stopped as I dropped the controller and grabbed hold of JJ’s shoulders so I could thrust into his mouth. I ignored the shouts in my ear asking why I’d stopped.
Right before I unloaded, I pulled out of his mouth. As
He angled himself so one eye looked up at me. The expression was a mix of amusement and passion. I suspected he was going to push this as far as he could go.
I had to key my mic on to respond to a question. “Yeah,” I said, out of breath like I’d been running. “We should split up and….” I swallowed a moan and hoped they couldn’t hear the muffled laugh JJ made as he teased my cock. “Two at a time, try to pick off their guys quickly. I think it’s the—” Another forced pause as he tweaked a nipple through my tee. “—best way to end this.”
I cut the mic and stared down. “You didn’t tell me you were this evil.”
“How is playing with your cock evil?”
“You know exactly why. You’ll pay for this eventually.”
“Oh, I hope so.” He played over the fabric, up to the waistband and then under the elastic. “I forgot you were commando. Perfect.”
He ran his fingers through my pubes and occasionally brushed the head of my cock. Every touch reminded me of how intense last night had been. Before I realized what he was doing, he pulled down the waistband as far as he could.
I couldn’t touch him at all. I couldn’t risk getting shot since I didn’t want him to stop. He could touch me 24-7 and I would still want more. I wasn’t sure if I fed off his energy or he fed off mine, but this was intoxicating.
“You’re making it so hard to concentrate.”
“Consider it good solider training.” His words were difficult to understand since his mouth was around my cock.
“I gotta open my mic. We’re headed into the thick of it.”
“Okay.” He licked up my shaft and then nibbled on some skin, which tickled in the most erotic way possible. “I can be quiet.”
“I’m not sure I can,” I said before turning on the mic. JJ offered a muffled laugh in response.
I struggled giving orders to the guy I had with me, trying to maintain an even, authoritative voice while JJ worked me over. He managed to get my sweats down, which gave him access to my balls. I helped with that, spreading my legs.
He settled into a position on his side, which let me see his cock bounce around. It needed to be touched, and I couldn’t do it. Taking my hands off the controller at this point would make bad things happen, and I didn’t want to find out what would happen if I ended up hurt in the game.
Even after the cum I spilled last night, I could tell I was going to have one helluva orgasm. My cock wasn’t used to all this attention, and it was going to blow big to show its appreciation.
JJ’s cock was like a dripping faucet. I didn’t know how he kept from touching himself. I wanted to take care of it with my mouth, and not with a microphone in the way.
“How much longer are we going to have to do this?” I asked after I muted my mic. JJ didn’t answer. His attention was singularly focused, letting no part of my cock and balls feel ignored. Somehow he managed to know how to keep me right on the edge of losing my mind.
I managed to catch the shadow of someone who wasn’t in our group. I picked off the guy who was trying to come up behind us. My ear filled with a roar of approval.
“Well done,” JJ said, taking a pause. “I heard those cheers down here.”
As my group moved faster towards its goal, JJ picked up the pace. I whimpered and ended up squeezing the controller in my hand as he planted my cock against the back of his throat. He was moving his tongue just right and banging me against his tonsils. He was doing everything he could to make me cum.
I forced myself to watch the screen so I’d move like I needed to. As JJ ran a finger under my balls, my character stopped as I dropped the controller and grabbed hold of JJ’s shoulders so I could thrust into his mouth. I ignored the shouts in my ear asking why I’d stopped.
Right before I unloaded, I pulled out of his mouth. As