Dylan leaves Jeff underneath him, licking his butt. It feels good, but he is now starting to guess what Blow Mode does. Blowing must be the same thing as dick sucking! He'd heard people call each other dick suckers, he'd said it too, but he hadn't really pictured it until then.
Having Jeff lick him everywhere else had felt good. If getting his butthole licked felt this good, what would it feel like on his dick? And cumming on Jeff's face had felt good, cumming in that 'I'm so much better than you' teens mouth would be the best moment of his life.
His cock is already rock hard, and he started jerking it without thinking about it. He looks down and can see Jeff's eyes, tightly closed, being slapped by his nutsack with each stroke.
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Dylan stands up, and Jeff gasps for a breath of fresh air, though he can still smell and taste Dylan's ass on his face. He can still smell the speck of cum on his face too.
Dylan sits down and places Jeff's face in front of his dick. "No, Dylan, that was bad enough, let's just take a break," Jeff says, looking up at Dylan's horny stare.
"This is Blow Mode, I just rub your hair a certain way, and..." Dylan rubs Jeff's hair, and Jeff feels different, like his mouth is dry and needs a drink.
His eyes fixate on Dylan's boner. Oh no.
Dylan brushes Jeff's lips with his dick. Jeff's mouth opens and he starts licking it. He licks it like it's the best ice cream he's ever tasted. Dylan is looking down at Jeff and Jeff can only stare forward at what he's doing.
His mouth opens wide and Dylan shoves his head into Dylan's crotch. Jeff feels Dylan's dick at the back of his throat, resting on his tongue.
Jeff's mouth is working hard at bringing Dylan off. From the sounds he hears Dylan making, he can tell the kid is loving it. Jeff is insanely jealous at Dylan getting a blowjob before him, and humiliated and being the one doing the sucking.
When Dylan ejaculates, Jeff tastes it, practically able to feel the little sperms wiggling around.
Dylan doesn't move Jeff, leaving Jeff there with his mouth keeping Dylan's softening cock warm. His first blowjob, and it was the best thing ever!
"Whew, what did you like better Jeff, the taste of my balls, my butthole, or my cum?"
Jeff decides not to answer. He won't give Dylan the satisfaction of hearing him mumble around his preteen penis.
When Dylan gets hard about an hour later, he makes Jeff blow him again.
Dylan takes Jeff upstairs to go to bed. He sets Jeff on his nightstand, then looks down at him. "Time for bed, Jeff."
"Dylan, you can't make me sleep like-" Jeff cuts off as Dylan engages Silent Mode.
Dylan picks up a pair of his briefs off the floor, sniffs them, and grins. "Here, this should work as a blanket." Dylan puts the underwear on Jeff's head, blocking out his vision. The underwear is very smelly, making Jeff wonder just how many days in the row Dylan wore the same pair.
Jeff finds to his horror that he can't sleep. He's still completely awake, not even tired. What if Dylan never turns him back to normal, and he spends the rest of his life as Dylan's living sex toy? He's left to think, worry, and remember his humiliating day all night long, every breath bringing air filtered through Dylan's dirty underwear.