Another experiment. I never wrote docking before and I got… ~alerted~ to longer-than-average foreskins… I feel like this experiment went better than the last
McCree’s cock was… fascinating. Hanzo has never played with one that made him work to get his tongue at the glans; hidden in velvety foreskin even when fully erect; so erect that it was hanging at an awkward half-mast; trying to stand up but too heavy with blood to actually do so.
He’s never played with a cock that had such a generous fold of foreskin; one that he could suckle into his mouth, tongue questing to dip into the opening, searching for the blunt, sticky tip of McCree’s cock beneath.
McCree seemed to love it. There was no self-consciousness in his demeanor; he groaned and shifted, hips lifting, offering up his cock, watching with heavy lidded eyes as Hanzo slurped and sucked; getting everything messy with spit because there was no way he could neatly play with McCree’s cock; not when it felt so good to wriggle his tongue into the silky folds of the hood covering McCree’s glans and try to wriggle between foreskin and tip; lapping at the generous amounts of pre-cum gathered there.
The best – the most fascinating – thing about the whole situation, however, was when McCree half rolled on top of him with a low grunt, body hot and heavy against his side, murmuring: “Watch this” as he palmed his large fist around his big cock and jerked off lazily; showing Hanzo for a few moments how the foreskin would roll down and show off the smooth, wet tip of his cock before practically snapping across it once again; tight and a little rubbery and making Hanzo’s mouth water.
It was not the only thing – the main thing – that Jesse wanted to show him, though.
What he did want to show him was how good his foreskin felt around his cock – lining both of them up, tip to tip, his large fist having pulled back just to slowly glide upwards again; Hanzo watching, eyes wide, mouth hanging open as Jesse’s foreskin slipped smoothly across the wide head of his fat cock; and then easily – laughably so – enveloped the tip of his own dick.
It was… it was embarrassing; maybe even humiliating to watch how far it could engulf him; Jesse’s fingers eager to manipulate the silky skin; pulling and tugging on it, making it stretch farther to encompass more of Hanzo’s admittedly small cock… engulfing it more than halfway down before there really was no give any more to have – and Hanzo…
Hanzo couldn’t believe the feeling; the heat of the velvety skin around him; the wetness as Jesse’s generously leaking pre-cum seeped down and began wetting him; smoothing the way for Jesse to curl his big fist around the join of their cocks and jerk them off together, the movement not much but making Hanzo want to fuck forward; fuck into Jesse’s foreskin like he would deep dick a fleshlight.
Tears shot into his eyes, nose running as he felt the intense pleasure of bumping their sensitive tips together while getting fucked by Jesse’s generous, his… his long foreskin.
“Oh God,” he grunted, teeth gnashing, hand jerking up to claw at Jesse’s bicep. “Oh God…” He is wheezing, abdomen hot, cock jerking as the smaller tip bumps against Jesse’s dick; then glances off, dragging in a small circle around the fat glans; pressing against his foreskin from the inside until Jesse’s nostrils flare and he breathes deeper. Heavier.
Hanzo comes too fast. Way too fast. Humiliatingly fast. He jerks and gurgles, swallowing down the warning that would have come too late anyway as his hips start jerking and he does fuck Jesse’s foreskin after all, little aborted minute thrusts as he creams inside the silky folds until it bubbles out around his cock in an unbelievable mess.
Jesse slowly pulls back, dark eyes turned down, watching how rosy Hanzo’s cock looks even beneath the smear of cum. He keeps staring as he begins jerking himself; using Hanzo’s cum in his foreskin as lube; grunting low at the filthy squelching noises it makes.
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