They went on like this for several minutes, Armisen speaking casually into the phone while the bellboy devoured him from the other end.
"Why don't we try it from another angle?" Armisen asked the person on the other line. He looked down to Carson. Why don't we?
Carson spat out the giant's dick, gasping for air, but quickly went to work stroking his cock and engulfing his balls. His fingers couldn't fully grasp his girth, his mouth couldn't fully hold his sack, but he jerked him as fast as he could and sucked him hard, like drawing venom from a wound.
"Ahh," said Armisen, his professional tone beginning to slip. Carson smirked. If he kept this up, maybe he could get the businessman in trouble. The thought of it made his cock almost spring from his pants.
Still gargling his balls and pumping away at his rod, Carson loosened one free hand to go roaming between the giant's legs. He slithered up his smooth taint and approached his butt, following the heat that was radiating from his crack. He slid his hand up between his fuzzy cheeks and placed the pad of his middle finger right on his tight, wrinkled hole.
The response was immediate, like hitting a button. Armisen's cock jerked up in Carson's hand, his knees threatening to buckle. And Armisen let out an almost feminine whine. He pulled the phone away from his face and looked down, his expression alarmed. For a second Carson thought he should stop, like he had overstepped. But the look on Armisen's face switched from shock to delight.
Mr. Armisen opened his lips, but he didn't say a word. Instead, he let a thin stream of spit come stretching down, slathering the length of his cock like mustard on a hot dog. And Carson knew he had to have a taste.
He drew his mouth away from his balls with a pop and threw his head over Armisen's crotch, burying his nose in pubic hair.
"Mmff," Carson moaned.
Armisen seized the hair on the back of Carson's head so tightly it hurt, and started to thrust his cock into his mouth. Carson gagged. He was just an orifice now, nothing to do but open wide and hold on for dear life.
"Oh, nothing. Just clearing my throat."
Carson gasped for air as the giant pumped in and out, digging deeper and deeper into his throat. His spit left a smokey taste, so it felt like Carson was chugging on his cigar. With nothing for his mouth to do, he let both his hands go exploring, running up between the giant's legs and teasing his taint, dancing in small circles around his hole.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh," Mr. Armisen kept saying, his eyes starting to roll back into his head. Carson couldn't hold back-he groaned with equal pleasure.
Suddenly Mr. Armisen's thighs started quivering as shockwaves ran through his body. Carson felt Armisen's cock rattle around his mouth.
"Do you want me to go ahead?" Mr. Armisen said into the phone. "Should we pull the plug?" He looked Carson dead in the eye.
As well as he could with his face getting fucked, Carson nodded.
"Alright," said Mr. Armisen. "I'll-"
But before he could finish his whole body seized up, and his ass cheeks slammed around Carson's finger so tightly he feared it would break. And immediately his cock started contracting as thick, creamy ropes came blasting into Carson's mouth.
Mr. Armisen slammed his hips forward, the tip of his penis hitting the back of Carson's throat, and Carson was fully suffocated now, helpless with his hand trapped in the crack of Armisen's steely cheeks and his teeth scraping the hilt of his rod. Cum exploded over his tongue, sweet and salty and delicious, but it kept coming, until it overflowed and started spilling out his mouth, shooting through his nostrils.
There was a moment of stillness, as the last of Armisen's milky ropes came dribbling down Carson's throat. And then he withdrew, sliding his cock out of his mouth, gleaming and dripping with saliva.
"Well, if that's all then, I think we're done here," Armisen said into the phone, his face flushed, his chest bright red, grinning and sweaty and relieved. He looked down at Carson-tears streaking the corner of his eyes, spit dribbling down his chin, bubbles of sperm popping through his nostrils as the milky stream came trickling out. Carson licked his lips and panted like a dog, nodding.
The giant grinned, that gorgeous, sexy grin and hung up the phone. He bent over and picked up his crumpled underwear, offering it to Carson. Carson took it gratefully, wiped his nose, and smiled.
