I held Ken up to my face, rub him around in my thick beard and then hold his head up to my lips as I let out a massive burp. After blowing the warm stench over Ken I slyly ask him "So, little guy - you ready to meet Mikey Jr?" Before giving him a chance to answer, I plunge him down and use my free hand to plop my cock out of my sweaty leather jockstrap.
I let out a hearty laugh when I hear him scream out loud at the top of his lungs like a little girl. It would have been nice if I had warned him ahead of time, but not nearly as fun. My dick has been tattooed and looks like some huge, evil snake. I've got a Prince Albert peircing, so it looks like the snake has a fat metal ring in its mouth. Lucky for me, my foreskin is so long, that even hard as a rock - the tip barely peeks out unless I pull back my skin. Don't think I could have made it through getting my tender purple head inked.
The downside of having so much loose foreskin for my little toys is that I am like a dickcheese factory. I enjoy making the little shits eat the funky cheese. I hold him near my dick and order him, "Pet Junior tiny punk." He was so freaked out that he was frozen with fear. "Ok, guess if you don't want to be his friend, I'll have to let him eat you - ha!"
I pinch his muscular little legs together and shove him in feet first. I've got awesome control of my muscles, so just by flexing and relaxing, it does look like my cock is eating him up. His struggling feels incredible. I give him a break when He is in up to his armpits. I can see him trying to use my piercing jewelry to try and pull free. I flex to keep him snuggly trapped.
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