Moan for the Mug Shot: Chapter 2
#2 of Moan for the Mug Shot
The continuation of Moan for the Mug Shot. Talon Raye and his new partner, met in a crime in progress, find their interests to be so similar; they both want their fill of cock. Talon's acquaintance knows how to get to it.
"Alcay Tare? Nice name~"
7:27 AM
Last night was... indescribable.
I can't think of how to describe it.
The feeling. Getting penetrated that deeply, and on that many levels. It's priceless.
I will never feel better. More turned on. More ready to blast.
More... ready for coffee.
Last night was... tiring.
I can't gather the energy to think of how to describe it.
The feeling. Being strained withou-
"I never got your name, either."
Oh, shart. I never _did _tell him my name, now did I? I want this to be more than a one night stand.
"Talon. Talon Raye."
"Talon... I'd say it fits~"
"Aw, thanks. Ahem--I'm gonna make some coffee." I kissed Alcay on the cheek, but he brought the gesture deeper by moving just a little over to the left. Our lips met before I finished, and I pursured in. A quick, deep, delightful~ oh, so wonderful kiss later, and I was downstairs making coffee.
I rushed down the stairs. I stopped. Those marks on the floor. I wanna feel good about Alcay hitting the ground face first, but I can't bring myself to do so.
I continued my trek down to the kitchen.
Huh. Nothing out of sight in here. Coffee machine, fridge, red and white floor tiles-- why would he have stolen my floor tiles?
I followed the same technique for coffee I had for the past five years, since I was 14. Two cups of coffee grounds in the french press. Let it brew. Press. Add three spoons of sugar and pile on the delicious creamy vanilla disguised as... Hang on, let me read the label. "YiffalAsian Vanilla liquid creamer." Shit's the best.
Alcay came down the stairs as I reached for the pot of sugar beside the sink. "Coffee smells nice~"
"Aw, it's just regular coffee. Not fancy like i do sometimes, a little maybe... There's a mug in that cabinet." I pointed up and to the right of the sink towards three overhead cabinets. Alcay walked over with a small bounce in each step. The cabinet already open, he pulled a red mug from the inside. I was already pouring coffee into a black mug, the handle most intricately carved to resemble the Galale Icona, or that's what the old lady at the yard sale said.
8:24 AM
I've been awake for an hour and this guy is giving me the biggest erection ever. Everything he does. The way he sips his coffee. How he relaxes on the couch with his legs spread, but just a little, so I can see the perfect amount of bulge in his flaccid crotch. His manly but youthful tone. Sigh. All I can do is stare and feel tingly all over.
Ungh~ I need to fap one off sooo bady right now. This man~
I stepped up off the chair, seated with a table directly next to the couch, amd headed upstairs to the bathroom. "Where ya goin?"
I stopped at the stairs' guardrail post, my throbbing erection at an attempt to stay hidden. "...Upstairs. I need to use the bathroom." I continued up the staircase.
I did indeed go to the bathroom. I turned on the sink at full blast, or as full as I could get before water spewed out of the sink and on me. I unzipped my pants, without being mindful of its inherent sound, and pulled my underwear down after the unbuttoning. Out sprang an 11-inch cock, taking on a form of a horse's. I guess I'm a freak too. Stubby compared to theirs, even when I nearly top Alcay on length. I sidestepped over to the toilet and grasped it with both hands at the base, realizing how close I was very quickly.
"Oh~ Mm--" I slapped my left hand over my mouth and blushed. I become a moaner when it comes to getting touchy down there. But what if Alcay had heard me? What would he do? Maybe he would get a hint and come up here, nude and all, fucking me on the counter-- but I couldn't bring myself to grasp my cock with both hands again.
Yet somehow, my hand found its way down to a pre-soaked head. I let out a heavy breath and started stroking with that hand too, letting it fall in line with the one strokjng the hilt. I couldn't hold the urge and quickly spewed nut junk into the toilet, flushing the toilet quickly afterwards to remove the evidence.
Hhah~ that felt good, as always. I just hope the tiger's free from the knowledge of this.
I quickly cleaned up with some toilet paper, flushing that as well, and washed my hands too. I open the door out.
He's right there. Oh, by god I hope he doesn't know.
He walked forward, forcing me back into the bathroom. "Don't think I didn't see your big bone down there."
Oh no. He knows.
I felt heat creep up my face as Alcay continued to pin me inside the tight confines of the bathroom. A glance down told us both of our hard ones. I was right. He topped me in length, but just barely. He grabbed me by the waist and propped me up on the counter.
"What are you doing? Put me do--" He covered my mouth briefly.
"It's so big. I can already tell without pulling it out. I want a better view~" He redid the process I followed of pulling out a phallic organ, and the look on his face was... a look of suprise, for lack of a better phrase.
He started sucking. Hard. From the way he made my cheeks rush to his sole dedication to my cock gave off the vibe of instinct. That vibe is contagious; I place my feathery hands on the back of his furry head and pushed with all my might. I buckled up in the legs and Alcay struggled to breathe.
Hold it there. Let him suffocate for a sec. Yes...
I let off the force and Alcay acted as that didn't happen at all. Instead, he went on a fast pace of sucking my base at full force. I already came close so fast to an orgasm, and he knew. He stopped sucking and held his mouth open, almost in a jaunty attitude as he stroked my cock in a blur.
Oh~ Hold... It... Back... No! Don't fight the urge! Do! Don't! Dodon'tdodon-- Aah, it's too late,~
He continued to jerk me off as I spewed line after line of hot, sticky cum in his mouth. I just reeled off as many shots of seed as I could.
Alcay had that kind of ability, to build someone up so quickly but hold back an impeding orgasm all the same. It was an amazing thing.
Eventually, I ran out of it and stopped filling his white and filthy mouth. He supported his weight on the counter with his arms and swallow my pools of cum. After a long while, he gulped down his last morsel of my seed and collapsed on me, nestled between my thigh and slightly erect horsecock.
I let out a hand and rested it on Alcay's head. "Thank you... So much~"
"No problem~"
At that moment, I heard a buzz. A phone? I checked my jeans, which was hard to do, considering they were down to my ankles. Nothing.
"Alcay? Did you bring your phone?"
"Er- yes?"
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