Feeding Him (2 of 7)

Pulsating waves of pleasure rippled through the Minotaur's body, consuming all rational thought.

With rough, calloused hands, DK approached and pulled in the Minotaur from behind.  DK's chest and stiffening cock pressed firmly against the Minotaur's broad back.  DK wrapped his arms around him, with one hand casually drifting down the Minotaur's glistening, sweaty chest toward his groin.  The other hand finding the Minotaur's mouth, where he firmly inserted a finger, forcing the Minotaur to part his lips and taste DK's flesh.

DK's other hand continued it's lazy path downward before finally arriving at the Minotaur's cock.  Instantly it twitches and writhes in pleasure from DK's rough touch.  Grasping the Minotaur's cock firmly, DK felt a thick rope of pre-cum spill out, casually running down the shaft and onto the back of DK's fist.

Feeling this molten hot semen slowly covering his hand, DK donned a wicked smile, knowing exactly what to do next.  He moved his index finger to gently touch the reddish-pink tip of the Minotaur's cock, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the already sexually ravenous creature.  Slowly pulling the finger away, another thick rope of cum stretches from DK's finger, still connected to the eagerly twitching cock that lustily spills forth the liquid.

Ever so carefully, DK takes the glistening, musky pre-cum and brings it to the Minotaur's mouth.  With an eagerness that surprised the Minotaur, he parted his lips and eagerly suckled on the cum-coated finger, letting his tongue savor in this mixture of flesh and seed.  Something primal then overtook the Minotaur's body.  His cock stiffened even harder and began erupting yet more pre-cum, turning almost into a free-flowing river down his shaft and balls.

With what started as earnest, light moans had become deep rumbling groans of pleasure and desire from deep within the Minotaur's chest and throat.  DK knew that the Minotaur was essentially clay in his hands, ready to be manipulated and used in whatever way he required.