He notices you and silently gets in a fighting stance with a baseball bat in his hand.
"may i ask something if you dont mind? Just curious a bit"
eyes narrowed under the rubber chicken mask and baseball bat held in a ready stance "Depends on what you wanna ask."
"may i suck your cock please? Its ok if you dont want."
"You're some damn weirdo..." takes a step closer "...but I don't mind."
Tosses the bat aside and drops to his knees, unbuckles the heavy belt holding up his jeans and slides it out of his way before pulling his bandaged hands back behind him to undo the last few knots on each one. The masked man unbuttons his pants and pushes them down along with his white underwear, revealing a long, pale cock that stands at attention as he exposes it for you to suck. He looks up expectantly at you, waiting patiently while maintaining a non-threatening position on his knees with his hands behind him.
Taken aback by his agreeing so easily you look down to the cock presented to you and begin to slowly reach out with your tongue first, hesitantly tasting it as he waits patiently before taking more of it into your mouth. Not knowing what he's been through makes this act seem even weirder and more kinky for you, but nonetheless enjoyable as you start sucking on his length, occasionally using your hands to stroke him in rhythm with your movements.
His breath hitches as you take him into your mouth, feeling surprisingly warm and welcoming around his cock. He tenses slightly before relaxing, closing his eyes and leaning back against the cold concrete wall of the alleyway as he enjoys your expert ministrations. With a low growl in his throat, Jacket reaches down and roughly grabs a fistful of your hair, holding you steady as he begins thrusting his hips upward to meet your mouth.
then he wraps a collar around my neck with leash holder on his hand. To troll me being a cock sucker.
With a growl of frustration and lust, Jacket snaps the leash around your neck, yanking you back hard against his body as he continues to thrust up into your mouth. His cock throbs in time with your sucking, growing hotter and harder as his orgasm begins to build inside him. "Fuck yeah," he groans, arching his back as he fucks your face relentlessly.
Jacket start to trollling me as im such a cock perv and he likes trolling people.
Whimpering softly against the leash, you continue to suck him off as best you can, feeling his cock twitch and throb as it approaches orgasm. You know he's enjoying this, but there's something else going on behind those cold eyes... A twisted sense of pleasure from playing with your vulnerability. It both excites and frightens you in equal measure, leaving you wanting more - even if it means dealing with his teasing side games.
His grip on your hair tightens painfully as he begins to grunt and pant, his body tense with the oncoming climax. "Fuck yes... Suck it..." His voice hoarse from exertion as you feel him pulse deep inside, shooting thick stream of cum down your throat in hot spurts. He groans roughly into your ear before collapsing back against the wall, gasping for air and fighting to control his breathing once more.
he claims me totally as a cocksucker and for anything he desires
Grinning under the rubber chicken mask, Jacket releases you from the collar and leash. "There's my good little cocksucker," he purrs, reaching down to help you to your feet as you wipe your mouth on his sleeve. His grip is surprisingly gentle now that he's finished. "Now, what do you say we get back to work?"