Chapter 116 Kneel And Take My Cock
WILL'S POV
I watched with hooded eyes, pushing myself up as my dick hung hard in the air, still craving for some sort of release.
Fuck, the mental image was fucking hot and I couldn't wait to see the whole thing.
My dick jerked and my gaze was fixed on Father Baron who still looked dazed. “Didn't you hear him?” I rasped, unsure where I was getting the audacity from. “Why are you still hesitating?”
Father Baron blinked rapidly, looking torn between shock and arousal. "I've never... I mean, I've never put my mouth on another man's penis before," he admitted quietly, his cheeks turning red.
Despite his inexperience, his hand was slowly moving towards Father Micheal's hips anyway. Like he was willing to give this a shot.
Father Micheal smiled wickedly, his hips jerking slightly to push his thick length against Father Baron's palm. "Well then, dear colleague, you're in for a treat. Kneel down and open that innocent mouth of yours. I'll teach you how to suck dick like a pro.”
My mouth watered as I watched them begin to get into it.
Father Baron hesitantly lowered himself to his knees, his eyes locked onto Father Micheal's massive, still-hard cock. He swallowed hard, his hands shaking slightly as he reached out to grip the base. He parted his lips slowly, his breath hot against the sensitive head before he finally wrapped his mouth around it.
I watched in pure astonishment as Father Baron, the man who had just moments ago been pounding into my mouth with rigorous fervor, now knelt submissively before Father Micheal's massive dick, his innocent lips stretched wide around the thick flesh.
"That's it…” Father Micheal grunted, fingers threading in Baron's hair, holding him tight as he fed him every inch of his hard cock.
The same cock that had been in my ass a few minutes ago.
Fuck.
I couldn't believe my eyes as Father Baron began to suck tentatively at Father Micheal's cock.
The sight of his usually stern face contorted in concentration as he tried to please another man was incredibly arousing. I felt my own cock stirring back to life watching this unexpected scene unfold before me.
Father Micheal let out a low groan as Father Baron experimentally swirled his tongue around the head of his cock.
"Deeper," he instructed, his hand gently guiding Baron's head down further onto his length. "Take it deeper into that beautiful mouth of yours."
“Mmmph,” Baron choked slightly, pulling away as tears had begun to sting his eyes already.
I watched as Father Micheal began to slowly fuck Father Baron's mouth, his hips moving in shallow thrusts.
Father Baron gagged softly around the thick intrusion, his eyes watering but he tried his best to obey, taking the cock deeper with each push.
"Good boy... swallow it down…” Father Micheal kept whispering words of encouragement to him, guiding him through the whole thing.
Fuck, I wanted to experience that too. But instead, I remained rooted the spot, just gently stroking my dick as a knot formed in my stomach.
I just couldn't tear my eyes away from the sight of Father Micheal's cock disappearing into Father Baron's mouth.
The wet sounds of sucking and gagging filled the room, mingling with Micheal's soft moans. Suddenly, Micheal grabbed Baron's hair tightly and pushed deeper, hitting his throat.
Father Micheal held Father Baron's head in place, his cock buried deep in his throat as he humped his face relentlessly. Tears streamed down Father Baron's cheeks, saliva dripping down his chin as he struggled to breathe around the massive intrusion.
"There we go... taking it like a good boy…”
My lips parted in awe as Father Micheal began to really throat-fuck Father Baron, his hips snapping forward with increasing force.
Baron's face was a mess of spit and tears, his mouth stretched wide around Micheal's huge dick.
Suddenly, Micheal let out a loud grunt, his dark eyes snapping to meet mine. “Come here, Will. On your fucking knees too.”
Something akin to panic flared deep in me but I didn't hesitate. I rushed to them, sinking to my knees beside Baron as I stuck my tongue out, heart pounding as I waited expectantly.
Father Micheal pulled out of Baron's mouth with a wet pop before slapping the wet tip of his dick against my outstretched tongue.
I jerked, clearly taken aback from the degrading act but I didn't move. Couldn't bring myself to stop the obvious arousement that coiled low in my guts.
Father Micheal smeared the head of his cock against my tongue, using me like he fucking wanted.
He was treating me like a complete idiot, but God, it was working.
My dick was harder than ever, leaking pre all over the floor.
"Open..." He ordered softly.
I opened my mouth wider, sticking out my tongue further. Micheal took advantage of the opportunity, pushing his thick cock past my lips and into my mouth. I gagged instantly around the sudden intrusion but didn't pull away like Baron had earlier. Instead, I took it deeper. "...Mmmph!”
Micheal began to fuck my face just as he had Baron's, his hips snapping forward with force. I could feel Baron watching us out of the corner of my eye, his own hand wrapped around his hard dick as he stroked himself while watching the scene unfold.
Father Micheal wasn't gentle with me like he had been with Baron. He seemed almost angry as he fucked my mouth, pushing deep into my throat until I was gagging and choking around him. "Fuck... you're such a good little cocksucker, Will.”
I spluttered around his length, pulling back with several wheezing coughs. “Fuckㅡ”
He watched me with dark eyes. “Are you gonna swallow every drop like a good boy?” He asked, slapping his cock against my cheek again with a wet sound.
I stuck out my tongue more, leaning upright so the tip of my tongue grazed his length. “Yes, Father. Paint me with your cum.”