Suffocated by gay face-fucking

It had been a boring night so far, Tyler and Sam both struggling for things to do, they decided on a little bet…

“Right, so if you win Rock, Paper, Scissors, then you get to fuck my ass.”

Tyler responded happily.

“That’s right! And if you win, I’ll let you sit on my face. Deal?”

The two of them shook on it, letting their sense of competition take over immediately, taking their stances and preparing to see who’ll be the one to submit tonight. The battle lasted only a moment, Tyler left with his mouth agape as Sam quickly began stripping down.

“Don’t feel so bad! At least I’ll have a use for that mouth soon~”

All the way down

Not taking kindly to the taunt, Tyler reluctantly stripped down, waiting for Sam’s order to get on the floor, to which he rolled his eyes and obeyed.

“Good! Now, open wide!”

Tyler was barely able to fully obey before Sam lowered himself enough to shove his tip inside his mouth, the humiliating position becoming apparent to Tyler as he was forced to suckle on Sam’s cock.

Sam didn’t have any mercy for Tyler, happily lowering himself once again onto his face, shivering from the stimulation of Tyler gurgling around his cock more with each inch that sunk into his throat. Over several seconds, Sam slowly lowered himself more, smiling to himself at the feeling of Tyler struggling to accept his cock, but having no choice but to have his throat stretched anyway. After a few more moments, Sam finally bottomed out, resting his balls against Tyler’s face as he sat on it, grinding his hips so that his cock thoroughly stretched his tight throat.

“Do you like it down there, bitch?!”

Sam emphasized his words by raising himself a few inches, then dropping himself back onto Tyler’s face, feeling him gasp desperately for air, only to be silenced and choked by his cock once again. A mixture of Sam’s precum and Tyler’s own spit dribbled down his face, making his position even more humiliating as Sam happily savored in the delight of victory.

It only took a few idle grinding motions for Sam to begin feeling his orgasm creep up on him, threatening to spill him over the edge of pleasure at any moment, but he denied himself to instead enjoy more time sat upon his new throne. Tyler’s sputters and retches were a constant reminder of his position below him, Sam thoroughly enjoying the feeling of superiority, knowing he’ll perhaps pay for this later, but for now, it was his time to enjoy being the dominant one.

Tyler constantly felt Sam’s balls swell against his forehead, threatening him with Sam’s impending orgasm, but Tyler unable to know when he’d finally let loose and cum down his throat, making each second somewhat tense. Though not quite as tense as what Sam spied while sitting on Tyler’s face, seeing his bulge despite being so humiliatingly sat on.

“Oh, what’s this now~?”

Sam’s tone was incredibly mocking, making Tyler quake in humiliation when he felt his fingers squeeze his bulge tightly, almost hinting at a drop of pleasure that Sam may give to him.

“Mustn’t be important, forget about it~”

He let go just as quickly as he clutched it, leaving Tyler in a pit of denial, unable to steal any pleasure from his current position, but he soon had other things to worry about. It felt as if Sam finally gave in, raising his hips up, he effortlessly slammed back down onto Tyler’s face, forcing his cock back down his throat in an instant. The loud retches filled the room, Tyler struggling to breathe as Sam fucked his throat so ruthlessly, a maniacal laughter echoing from above him, sinking him further into his degrading pit of pleasure.

Then he felt it, Sam’s cock tensing up in his throat, he had no choice but to accept his thick load surging down his throat. Cum finally spurted across Tyler’s face as he coughed in a desperate attempt to breathe again, Sam still stealing his delights as he rode his face relentlessly, feeling his dick soften more by the second, he took even pleasure he could get. Still, Tyler was becoming even more desperate by the moment, trying to shake Sam off of his face, he eventually succeeded, loudly gagging as a mouthful of Sam’s load filled Tyler’s mouth, threatening to spill out at any moment.

“No, don’t even think about it!”

Sam’s harsh tone snapped Tyler out of whatever he was thinking, locking eyes as he continued speaking.

“Swallow, now.”

Tyler didn’t resist the urge, loudly gulping his load down his throat in a submissive display, to which Sam smiled in appreciation.

“Good boy. Now, get back on the bed, I’m not done with you~”

Sighing to himself, Tyler tried to feign a reluctance, but even Sam could see how intensely he was trembling with arousal, desperate to get on the bed and feel him take control again…