Jensen Is In Need of Someone to Deepthroat His Dick.

I stared up at Jensen, my breath hitching as I looked at him perched on that red velvet chair. He looked like a god, naked and radiating a raw, masculine energy that made my skin prickle. My eyes were locked on the prize, his massive, thick white dick, standing proud and pulsing with a heavy vein running down the side. It was monstrous, a slab of hard meat that looked almost too big to be real, the head a deep, swollen red, leaking a bead of clear pre-cum that glistened under the light.
I leaned forward, my tongue darting out to wet my lips, desperate to feel that heat in my mouth. I reached out to grab it, but Jensen was faster.
The sound of his palm hitting my cheek echoed through the room. The slap was kinda hard, leaving my skin stinging and my head snapping to the side. I gasped, looking up at him with wide eyes, and the look in his gaze was pure dominance.
“Not so fast, you little slut,” Jensen growled, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that vibrated in my chest. “You don't get to touch this until I say so.”

He shifted his hips, and before I could react, he swung his heavy dick forward, slapping the meaty length of his shaft across my lips and cheek. The impact was wet and heavy, the smell of musk and arousal filling my nostrils. He did it again, flicking the head of his cock against my mouth, teasing me, denying me the release I was craving.
“You want it, don't you? You want to feel how big I am,” he sneered, his hand gripping the back of my neck, forcing my face closer to his crotch. “Beg for it. Tell me how much you want to suck my dick.”
“Please, Jensen... please let me suck it,” I whimpered, my saliva dripping from my chin.
“Good boy,” he whispered, his grip tightening. “Now open wide and take every fucking inch of it.”
I didn't need to be told twice. I lunged forward, wrapping my lips around the broad head of his dick. The size of it was overwhelming, my jaw stretched to its absolute limit as I tried to engulf him. The texture was smooth and hot, the skin tight over the throbbing muscle beneath. As I slid my mouth down, the girth filled my entire oral cavity, pushing against the back of my throat.
I started to suck hard, my cheeks hollowing out as I created a vacuum. I could feel the pulse of his heartbeat inside my mouth. Jensen let out a guttural groan, his hips beginning to thrust instinctively.
“Fuck, you've got a great mouth,” he gasped, his fingers digging into my scalp. “Suck it, you fucking slut. Drain me dry.”

I increased the pace, my tongue swirling around the rim of his head before sliding deep, taking as much of the shaft as I possibly could. I loved the feeling of being stretched, the sensation of his massive cock claiming my throat. I looked up at him, seeing his eyes flutter shut in pleasure, his muscles tensing as he neared the edge.
He started to thrust harder, his cock slamming into the back of my throat, making me gag and tear up, but I didn't pull away. I wanted it all. I wanted to feel him break.
“I'm gonna cum,” he roared, his voice straining. “I'm gonna fill your fucking throat! Swallow it all!”
With one final, powerful thrust that buried his dick deep in my gullet, Jensen erupted. I felt the first hot jet of sperm hit the back of my throat with incredible force. It came in thick, heavy pulses, flooding my mouth with a salty, creamy warmth. I clamped down, sucking greedily, refusing to let a single drop escape.
The taste was potent, heavy, alkaline, and intensely masculine. I swallowed hard, the thick ropes of cum sliding down my throat in great gulps. He kept pulsing, pumping load after load into me until he finally shuddered and went limp.
I stayed there for a moment, licking the remaining streaks of white cream from his shaft, making sure he was completely clean. I pulled back, my lips glistening with his seed, and looked up at him. Jensen looked down at me with a smirk of pure satisfaction.