Flash Pulp - Bozen and the Storm
You are the apprentice to a rogue wizard who needs you to fuck him until his balls are dry.
This might be the weakest from my hiatus but I thought it was fun and I like Bozen's manic energy. Also I don't remember why I was doing so much 2nd person perspective at the time.
Master Bozen crashes into your quarters; shouting. It wasn't the first time and even now you are certain it wouldn't be the last. And this wasn't even the first time today that you'd seen his enormous balls dodge between his long stepping gait. This was the first time though that he straddled your face and sat on you.
You like your life as an apprentice to a rogue wizard. Master Bozen doesn't condescend like the old magi in the Circle; he teaches like an equal (even if he takes advantage your role as an apprentice for his experiments and affairs) but his magic is more clever than it is powerful. You're pretty sure the shouting he was continuing to bray out insinuated he planned to harness a storm, so you were certain you learn something you might actually use to create your own legends in time. But now you were breathing in a perfume of ritual oils and erotic potions. This was apparently always part of the plan, Bozen's heavy, meaty cheeks spread across your face. The weather must have changed.
Even so, you are a studious and dilligent apprentice and you commence feasting on his quivering pink hole. Bozen is difficult to communicate with when he's in raving inspiration mode but with some muffled shouts of your own and a couple slaps at his bountiful ass you convince him to give you a little more space to work. Slick with aphrodisiacs, you force your tongue deeper, writhing fiercely to find more.
You can't truly be sure if you were technically part of the ritual or not. Even when you feel him bend over and start sucking your dick, you're not certain. You know for a fact he's trying to empty his balls but you're not sure if he's collecting your cum or if he just gets off on having dicks inside him. Both or any other sort of thing could be true, either way you eagerly facefuck to help him focus without all the shouting.
The quiet of his and your wet sucking doesn't last long before he peels off your cock and starts telling you to hurry while he jizzes all over your belly. Hot hogseed slathering you by the pint. Even so, and without letting his ass off your face, the wizard demands you pound his prostate into paste. You struggle to get him to let you stop eating him out long enough to push him face first into the still growing pool of cum on your bed. He's definitely worried that he won't cum enough in time but he only moaned when you shoved your shaft all the way to the root, lubed with spit and potion and his own cum, so you take it as a good sign to just go all out.
You even clamber up over him for maximum deep stroking. The clap of his ass cheeks not quite drowning out his half-desperate demands for more and faster. It takes a while to finish his first orgasm but you keep fucking anyway empowered by the potion and, frankly, just peak quality ass. His second one doesn't take long either although it takes more time to finish than the first. It took him 8 loads and three hours of fierce, sustained sex but finally you stumble out of bed, cock limp and spent, and Bozen is slipping and sliding through the gallons of his cum all over your room. And easily a gallon of yours dribbling like a pearly snail trail off to the next stage of his storm catching.
You're exhausted but you should really be there to see what happens. Your balls are empty too, maybe there will be some spillover benefits for you.
First you need to find something to drink; you'll dehydrate.