Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2018 14:02:52 +0100 From: Johnny Manipulator Subject: The Wrong Text, part 3 The Wrong Text, Part 3 By Johnny Manipulator. johnnymanipulator@gmx.com Soon Sam realised that letting his tongue rest beneath Danny's big cock wasn't going to be a long term solution to their problem. As he sat in the water, head between the older man's thighs, he pondered the issue. The ooze pumping from Danny's enormous penis mustn't get in the water. And Sam needed a more effective way of diverting the flow. `I'm so worried it will get in the water,' said Danny. `Imagine how bad that would be.' Sam considered that as more of Danny's thick ooze rolled from his enormous penis and onto Sam's waiting tongue. He wanted to talk to Danny about it, to discuss the problem with him, but he knew he mustn't take the tip of his tongue from beneath the tip of Danny's hard penis. He looked up into Danny's concerned face. He met the eyes of the older man, who was staring down at the muscular teenager, particularly the junction between the handsome young man's face and the bulbous head of his rock hard, massive cock. There was an intensity to his gaze that startled Sam. He could see how much this meant to Danny, how important it must be that none of his precum leaked into the Jacuzzi. More of the thick fluid oozed onto his tongue. By now he was worried what to do with it all. It had reached the point when very soon it would begin to overflow his tongue and fall into the water. If only Danny would move from the Jacuzzi, thought Sam. But there was no way of asking. And his predicament was becoming more and more urgent. He could feel the edges of his tongue being slowly overcome by the older man's fluid. Desperate measures were called for. He stared up at Danny, eyes wide, pleading, but the older man seemed helpless, his hands resting behind him on the edge of the tub, his truly gigantic penis jutting before him, resting on the teenager's tongue and slowly depositing more thick fluid onto it. Danny shrugged, as if to say, what? Sam could feel the thick liquid pushing to the edges of his tongue, about to drip from it on every side. Sam began to sweat, this was a nightmare! What could he do? The fate of Danny's precum was on his tongue, and he knew he mustn't let the man down. He must show how clever he was. He must show he was a man of action. Almost without thinking, he pulled his tongue back into his mouth, took the precum into it, and then darted it out beneath the tip of Danny's huge, helpless penis once more. He looked up at Danny -- had he done right? Danny stared down at Sam, and gave what the younger man took to be a smile of great respect and equality. `Good lad,' said Danny in a whisper. Sam glowed with pride. He'd done right. He'd impressed this older, richer man with his quick thinking. Of course, now, he had some of Danny's thick precum in his mouth, and he was careful not to swallow it. What surprised him most was that as soon as his tongue had come back into contact with Danny's penis again it was as if the flow had increased suddenly. A great glob of precum was already there, and splattered on his outstretched tongue, warning him that pretty soon he'd have to do the whole process again. He looked away from Danny's gaze and back ahead at the long thick rigid tube that led from Danny's groin to Sam's mouth. It was so impressive. He'd never seen anything like it, this was by far the biggest cock he'd ever seen. In fact, Sam didn't know that they could even get so big. It must be such a burden for Danny, having to carry this weighty member between his legs all day every day. Sam was sure that if he had such a massive cock he'd have to get underwear specially made. He wanted to ask Danny about that. Did his dick need special support? How did he keep it safe in his trousers or shorts? And what reaction must he get in the gym, or anywhere where other guys could catch a glimpse of this hefty monster. Suddenly a familiar feeling overwhelmed him. Thick fluid was leaking down the edges of his tongue. Danny had filled up the surface again, and this time Sam knew what to do. He started up at Danny, who smiled encouragingly. Sam looked nervous as once more he retracted his tongue and took the coating of precum into his mouth. When his tongue emerged from between his lips again a big fat globule of precum had already begun to ooze from the tip of Danny's enormous cock. Sam scooped his tongue downwards and caught the heavy liquid string, and brought his tongue up with a slap to the underside of Danny's member. This bounced the big heavy dick upwards, and then it I turn slapped down heavily onto Sam's tongue. In the process the precum splattered from his tongue back over his face. Sam blushed and looked up at Danny. The older man looked like he couldn't quite believe what had happened. His eyes darted to where the splattering of ooze had landed, on Sam's lips and nose, cheeks and chin. He looked intrigued. As the cock came to fall on his outstretched tongue Sam couldn't believe how heavy it was. Once again he was lost in admiration for how the older man handled this gigantic dick. Twice more his tongue filled with precum and he took the liquid into his mouth, making sure not to swallow any. Each time Danny's penis ended up smacking down onto his moist tongue, and more precum would splatter into the muscular young man's face. Sam was embarrassed, he couldn't clean it off because it might go in the Jacuzzi. So it remained there, Danny's slime glistening on his handsome face. His tongue was beginning to ache, and the process of getting the precum into his mouth was becoming increasingly messy. He was worried he might spill some. He needed a better solution. Once more he tried to use his eyes to suggest to Danny that the should leave the Jacuzzi, but he just didn't seem to be able to make the older man understand. Instead Danny shrugged and shook his head, and seemed more focused on the thick coating his penis was bestowing on the teenager's tongue. It was like it intrigued him. Sam found himself staring at the enormous penis before him. There was something hypnotic about it -- perhaps it was the throbbing pulse or the steady stream of precum? Perhaps it was just its brute size and thickness. It was hard to think about anything else. While the teenager was entirely focused on the massive cock oozing onto his outstretched tongue a sudden loud click brought him back to reality. He looked up, and there was Danny, phone in hand. Another click. A camera! The big muscular teen seemed to come to his senses. Danny had taken photos of his massive penis sat on Sam's outstretched tongue! Click, it went. And again. Click. He panicked, and almost lost the precum on his tongue in the process, and only just remembered to take it between his lips once more, to a flurry of clicking. As his tongue emerged Danny's penis seemed to bounce upwards and smack down harder than ever on his tongue, like a high five between tongue and dick. Precum splattered the teen's face, and Danny caught all the action shots. Moments later Sam heard his phone buzz. He reached out to the side of the tub and opened the message. It was from Danny. A picture, from above, of his obscenely enormous penis sat on Sam's outstretched tongue. Sam couldn't believe how he looked, face splattered in precum, massive penis almost at his lips. Beneath the picture Danny had written `I'm so proud of you.' Sam was confused. He felt embarrassed, but Danny thought this was a good thing. The phone buzzed again. `My cock really needs your tongue.' Sam thought about it. He supposed that yes, in a way it did. `I am glad to help,' he replied to the text, not easy while making sure Danny's precum didn't overflow. He heard Danny sigh as he read the text. His phone buzzed again. Another picture, this one of his face caught mid splatter, the big cock a blur, his tongue so wet looking, thick droplets of precum flying towards his handsome face. `Your face could hold so much more of my precum,' said the message. Sam thought about it. It just didn't seem a very effective way of storing it. Whereas the precum in his mouth wasn't going anywhere. `I have a lot in my mouth,' he wrote. `Don't swallow it,' replied Danny. `Trying not to,' wrote the teen. `My tongue aches.' `You're doing such a great job,' replied Danny, with a close up of the massive glistening cock head sat on his thickly coated tongue. Even in the picture it looked huge, too big to handle. He started ahead again where the length and thickness shocked him once more. How could this man, this nice guy, have such an obscenely massive tool? What a cock. What an utterly incredible cock. Cock. Cock. He took more precum into his mouth and it then slapped hard on his eager tongue once more. Splat went the thick, gooey precum as it hit his handsome, curious face. His phone buzzed. `What you thinking about?' said the text from Danny, accompanied by another picture, the cock now further forward, nearer his mouth. It was so big. It was so big. `What you thinking about?' came another, with a shot showing the full length of this massive cock aimed at Sam's thick red lips. Sam didn't know what to say, how to respond. Again, another text. `What you thinking about?' Picture of his lips now, the great bloated cock head leaking onto his outstretched tongue. It looked so big, so obscene. `What you thinking about?' The thick veins on this incredible massive cock. `What you thinking about?' Cock. More cock. Shots of this incredible, unbelievable member, his tongue, his lips, his confused handsome face covered in splattered precum. Again and again came the texts, the pictures. Cock, cock, cock. `Cock.' He wrote it without thinking. `What you thinking about?' Again, that bloated flesh. Lips. Precum. Thickness. Throbbing. `Cock.' `My cock?' `Yes.' `What about my cock?' Picture of Sam staring at that engorged flesh, mesmerized. `It's big.' `I have a big cock?' `Yes.' `How big is my cock?' `Big.' `How big?' `Massive.' `How massive?' `Fucking huge.' `Tell me.' The most obscene picture he'd seen yet, Danny had held the phone down by his pubes when he'd taken this one. It was like a road, or some enormous flesh bridge, stretching out from his groin, the head bulging as it neared Sam's innocent, handsome face, the size of the head blocking out the young man's lips, his tongue invisible beneath the slab of dick. His attractive face was covered in splatters of thick precum. His eyes looked out of focus, staring intently at that mighty penis, lost in contemplation. Something clicked. Sam started writing as the cock oozed onto his tongue. `It's the biggest cock I have ever seen. I can't believe you have such a big one. It looks too big. Too big to fuck with. Mate, you have the biggest dick in the world. I can't stop thinking about how big your cock is.' He paused to take more precum into his mouth, and when his tongue shot out again Danny thrust his hips so his engorged penis slapped that wet flesh harder than ever. The splatter of precum on his masculine face was immense. `Seriously, I am in awe of your penis. It's incredible. Do your mates know you are this well hung? I'm not going to be able to stop thinking about it. It's incredible.' `Good.' Danny's one word response was spoken, not texted. His cock was incredibly long and incredibly hard. Sam took more precum into his mouth, and once more that mighty dick slapped down onto it, this time colliding with the handsome younger man's nose. Sam could feel the heat coming off of that big cock, and it wasn't just his tongue that could feel it. His lips were gently brushing that fat oozing head too. How had it got so close to his mouth, wondered Sam. His phone buzzed again. Another text. `You need anything?' `Cock,' replied Sam. `Your big fucking cock. Oh my fucking god I need your big cock in my mouth. Push it in my mouth. Please. Please. Please push it into my open mouth. I need your big cock in my mouth. Please.' There was a pause. The big cock pulsed. Then the phone did too. `Eh?' came the message. Sam looked at the sender. It was his dad. Fuck! He snapped out of his cock trance and sat bolt upright. He'd sent his dad the filthiest text message he'd ever sent. He looked back on it. `Cock. Your big fucking cock. Oh my fucking god I need your big cock in my mouth. Push it in my mouth. Please. Please. Please push it into my open mouth. I need your big cock in my mouth. Please.' To his dad. Oh fuck no. No no no. He panicked. `What's up mate?' said Danny. Sam couldn't speak. He handed Danny his phone. The older guy read the message and laughed to himself. `Wow. Did you mean to send that to me, Sam?' Sam nodded dumbly. Doubly embarrassed now. He was blushing so hard. Fuck. What had he done? He went to take his phone back but Danny was playing with it. `My cock is dripping, Sam,' he said, not looking up and pointing down at his iron hard penis. Sam looked down at it and swallowed nervously. Swallowed and all of that precum suddenly began slipping down his throat. He panicked again but it was too late, all of Danny's accumulated precum was running down this throat. `Better get down there and help,' said Danny. The confused and humiliated young man didn't really know what he was doing. He needed soothing. And at that moment that was what Danny's enormous dick promised. He returned to his knees and opened his mouth. The huge penis moved to meet his handsome face. It stopped at his soft lips. Precum oozed out and onto those open lips. `Open wide for your friend, Sam.' Sam looked up at Danny, who was still intently playing with Sam's phone. He opened his lips wider and leant forward. The tip of that huge penis pushed those lips wider. Precum began to ooze straight into his mouth. Soothing. So soothing. Cock. Lips. Tongue. Yes, he must block it out... He felt his phone being pressed back into his hand. He went to look back at that shameful message, but it had gone. He swallowed thick precum. Danny had made it go away! He opened wider and the whole head popped into his mouth. Thank you thank you thank you. It swelled and oozed. But then Sam realised that it hadn't really gone. It had just been pushed off the screen by a number of other messages. Ones between his dad and Danny. Ones where Danny had pretended to be Sam... `Eh?' his dad had said. Danny had responded with a picture. A picture of his massive hardon resting on Sam's outstretched tongue. Sam swallowed again. More panic, more precum. `Sam? Is that you?' his dad had texted. Another picture response, a close up of Sam's handsome face and that fat brute of a cock in control. `What are you doing Sam?' asked his dad. `I can't stop thinking about how big your cock is,' Danny had responded. `My cock?' `Show me.' `My cock?' `Show me.' The conversation ended there. Sam tried to take deep breaths but somehow Danny's enormous penis just lodged further into his mouth instead. He stared in disbelief at his phone. It buzzed again. He opened the message. It was from his dad. It showed a massive penis. Longer even than Danny's. His cock. His immense hard cock. Sam licked at the hardon in his mouth. Oh fuck. Oh fuck! To be continued... - - - I hope you enjoyed the story. 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