Heroic Lust Series, Part 4

The hero crept closer, making the villain stare in shock.

“What the hell are you doing?” the older man hissed at the redhead. “You’ve got things to do!”

“Yeah, but I kinda wanna pull out what you’ve got there,” the hero explained, kneeling down to caress the lump. “I could use some extra fighting gear- and this one’s for free.”

The hero smiled- but that expression was quickly wiped off his face when he poked at it, and realized it wasn’t metal at all. It was *soft*. Granted, it was a little hard, but the outside texture certainly wasn’t. The villain tried to kick the hero away, but all he ended up doing was pushing the bulge closer to the hero with the untimely thrusts of his pelvis.

“Get away from me!” the villain yelled. “Don’t do anything stupid. I told you to *leave*!”

“Since when do I do anything you tell me to?” the hero mumbled under his breath, reaching into a hole in the center of his enemy’s crotch to pull the strange object out. “Wow. It’s pretty thick. How’d you even stuff that in there?”

“*STOP IT!*”

The hero shook his head, and pulled out a large slab of flesh, with a bulbous head at the end. It was a perfect tan color, and ridges surrounding it gave it such an interesting texture that the hero couldn’t help but stroke it in his hands a few times. After a few moments of toying with it, he glanced up at the villain.

“Wow,” he breathed. “You’re *big*.”

The villain was shaking in rage and embarrassment, each emotion crashing over the other into a perfect half-blend of bewilderment. He closed his eyes for a few moments to calm himself, then narrowed his eyes as fiercely as he could at the boy below him.

“You have five seconds to let go of it,” the trapped man hissed, hoping he sounded intimidating. “One…”

“I’m calling your bluff,” the hero interrupted, placing the villain’s cock on his face and letting it rest there. What drew his attention was just how *heavy* it felt across his cheeks, nose, and lips. “You’re stuck there pretty bad. And why is your face the color of a baboon’s ass?”

The villain’s eyes widened as much as they possibly could I at the obscene sight of the hero at his knees. What could possibly drive him to do this?

“Doesn’t matter!” the villain yelled. “Just-NO!”

The hero, to his horror, grabbed a hold of his cock and began to run his face up and down it. The hero let it caress every part of his features, even letting it rub across his lips a little. Enjoying how warm it was, he even let the tip trace the letters of his own name onto his face.

And before the villain could utter another word, the tip was quickly popped into the teen’s mouth.

“GODDAMN IT TO HELL, I TOLD YOU TO-“

“Shut up!” the hero whined. There was frustration in his voice, but something else too. It was almost as if the villain deprived him of something he…*needed*. “I’m serious. You do nothing but yell. You know what?”

The hero removed the tip from his mouth, allowing a small string of saliva to bridge the gap, then broke it with a flick of his tongue. Then, he ripped off some fabric from below the large cock- tearing it off as roughly as he could, and tied it around the villain’s mouth. It made quite an effective gag- the villain’s shouts were filtered into only muffled murmurs now.

“That’s better,” the hero sighed, getting back on his knees. “Now, let me do this. I’m just curious, you know?”

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9t9n0j/heroic_lust_series_part_4