Treat for a Thief (1/1)
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March 18 2015, 22:35:02 UTC
The old man's cock was limp and flaccid in Aladdin's hand. He smelled of dried spice and stale sweat.
Aladdin remembered that old man had told him it had gotten lonely, spending his prime here endlessly. Past days forgotten and all the same, given lukewarm water and rotten bread once a day.
As Aladdin tugged the tip of the man's cock into his mouth (the taste bitter) he wondered if it was even possible for a man his age to an erection.
But, he found this theory to be wrong as the dick in his mouth began to hardened, stretching his lips.
The old man cackles dryly and grabs a fistful of his hair and tugs him forward, pulling more of his member into Aladdin's mouth.
He almost gags but found that he could puff his cheeks outward to accommodate his length.
"Use your tongue, boy," the man tells him roughly, his breathing hitched.
Aladdin does, swirling it around the stiffened skin and veins. He pulls down and back up, his mouth starting to make wet obscene sounds. The man laughs, a sound that made his skin crawl for some reason.
Somewhere nearby, Abu is squawking at him. Normally, he would tell Abu to be quiet, but considering his circumstances, he couldn't.
Aladdin's lips begin to sting, but he knows he can't just pull away, not until this man comes. He hopes it won't be too long now.
The man continues to laugh, and Aladdin has wonder why, but decides to take in more of his length to make this go faster, near the thicket of black hair that covers the top of his cock and sagging balls.
The man, already shaky, begins to shake harder now, a low moaning noise emitting from his mouth and just when Aladdin thinks it would be the best time to let go, he is assaulted with a salty taste in his mouth, filled with some wet and warm.
The old man doesn't seem to keen to let go of him, so he bears with his situation and swallows the result of the man's climax.
Aladdin remembered that old man had told him it had gotten lonely, spending his prime here endlessly. Past days forgotten and all the same, given lukewarm water and rotten bread once a day.
As Aladdin tugged the tip of the man's cock into his mouth (the taste bitter) he wondered if it was even possible for a man his age to an erection.
But, he found this theory to be wrong as the dick in his mouth began to hardened, stretching his lips.
The old man cackles dryly and grabs a fistful of his hair and tugs him forward, pulling more of his member into Aladdin's mouth.
He almost gags but found that he could puff his cheeks outward to accommodate his length.
"Use your tongue, boy," the man tells him roughly, his breathing hitched.
Aladdin does, swirling it around the stiffened skin and veins. He pulls down and back up, his mouth starting to make wet obscene sounds. The man laughs, a sound that made his skin crawl for some reason.
Somewhere nearby, Abu is squawking at him. Normally, he would tell Abu to be quiet, but considering his circumstances, he couldn't.
Aladdin's lips begin to sting, but he knows he can't just pull away, not until this man comes. He hopes it won't be too long now.
The man continues to laugh, and Aladdin has wonder why, but decides to take in more of his length to make this go faster, near the thicket of black hair that covers the top of his cock and sagging balls.
The man, already shaky, begins to shake harder now, a low moaning noise emitting from his mouth and just when Aladdin thinks it would be the best time to let go, he is assaulted with a salty taste in his mouth, filled with some wet and warm.
The old man doesn't seem to keen to let go of him, so he bears with his situation and swallows the result of the man's climax.
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