Jack’d Off, Part Two

Nicky Noxville

All my stories take place in a parallel world, very similar to our own, where STI’s do not exist, so my stories are filled with practices that are highly unsafe in this world. I’m not going to say don’t try this at home, but take care of yourself.

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I ran into Lester on the rail again the next day. It had been a long day, but instead of being tired, I felt invigorated; I couldn’t wait to get home and jack in. I noticed him before he saw me, so I got to watch his look of pleasant surprise before he walked over to me. As he walked about company drama and the progress of our various subjects, my eyes dropped slowly, uncontrollably, and came to rest on his bulge. The bright lights flashing by cast dynamic shadows across his package as the rail sped through the city.

“Hey, Warren,” he greeted me, takin a seat next to me. I could feel his body heat radiating across the inch of space between us. “How’s the jack?”

“I… I…” I stammered as the thought of jacking him off bounced around inside my skull.

How did he find out?

It looks big.


Oh! He means…

“I, uh, it’s going good,” I finished lamely, reaching back to finger the recently installed jack at the base of my skull.

“Finding lots of good content?” He asked with a half-smirk. My mind flashed back over the hours of jacking guys off yesterday.

“Uh, yeah, I’ve stumbled across some interesting new things.

“Good. Keep it up,” he encouraged me, and then just stared at me for a few seconds. “Isn’t this your stop?”

“Oh!” I squeaked, “Thanks!” I jumped up and made it through the door right before it closed. I rushed home on autopilot, throwing off my clothes almost as soon as I was through the door and inserting the wire into my jack with trembling fingers. I immediately went looking for the Jack Off Club again, but it was gone.


I kept looking, scrolling, but it wasn’t anywhere to be found. I sighed to myself and went searching for something else that looked interesting. Even things that would have excited me a few weeks ago failed to catch my interest now; all I could think about was how good it had felt to reach out to each side and jack off cock after cock.

I loved masturbating cocks!

I was flying through the list but paused when I noticed something strange—there was a world that I hadn’t seen before, but somehow it seemed to have a golden glow to it, pulsing amidst the otherwise dull list of active worlds: Oral Fixation.

Like, I can get a blowjob?

That sounded nice. I remembered how my huge, virtual penis had felt when I jacked it off, so I knew a blowjob had to feel amazing. I made the selection, and a familiar looking room materialized around me, low, deep music throbbing through the dimly lit club. I was on my feet, already moving, so I just went with it. I moved down a dark hallway and found a door at the end. I opened it, walked inside, and stood there, confused, for a moment. I felt uncomfortable, but I wasn’t sure why, aside from the fact that I was standing in… An empty broom closet?

I should take my clothes off.

I remembered that my body was naked, back on my couch, and this was a private room… I sighed contentedly and pulled off my clothes, letting them fall to the floor. My head swam for a moment, and when things steadied I was on my knees, staring into a dark hole.

Was that always there?

Why didn’t I notice a big hole like that before?

A familiar sensation brought me back to myself and I looked down at my crotch to find my digitally enlarged erection once again standing up proud.

“Oh,” I gasped, as if I’d remembered the most obvious thing in the world. I grabbed my erection and started pumping it again.

I love jacking cocks!

It felt good enough to have me moaning and my head rolling, but I couldn’t help but wish I had someone else to jack off. Right on cue, my attention was drawn toward what looked like movement in the darkness through the hole.

“H-hello?” I asked, my fist slowing down. “Is someone there?”

“Don’t stop,” a deep voice answered. A shiver ran up my spine and nipples went painfully rigid. I squeezed my dick harder and started moving my hand again. “Yeah, you look good at jacking off.”

I moaned and pumped, taking delight in some stranger spying on me as I jacked off in the little room.

“Are you?” He asked.

“Unhh, am I, uhh, what?” I groaned.

“Good at it.”

“Aww, yeah, I’m good at it.”

“I thought so. You look like you love jacking penis.”

“Yeah, uhhh, I do!”

“Wanna jack mine?” He asked, and a penis even bigger than mine slid through the hole, scraping against the edges until it was lodged in place.

“Uhhh, yeah, I wanna jack it!” I babbled, letting go of my own dick and reaching out with both hands to grab it. I started stroking it, gripping tightly to steady myself as I shuddered on my knees. I stared at it as I stroked, watching it respond, watching it start to leak. A string of drool splashed down onto my thigh, but I ignored it, leaning in to get a better view of the stranger’s massive erection.

I should put it in my mouth.

I’d never even considered such a thing before, but now that the idea had occurred to me I couldn’t get it out of my head. I leaned in, letting my lips part, and…

“Yeah, you’re even better at that,” he growled as his cock slid down my throat. I felt a thrill of excitement at the complement and pushed on. I wasn’t sure if it was because this wasn’t real, but I managed to get his dick all the way inside me without any struggle. I’d had blowjobs before, but I’d never imagined that giving one felt even better than getting one. I was getting more and more into it, and he was moaning louder and louder.

“You love sucking cock, don’t you?” He growled.

“Mmm-mmm,” I moaned around his dick by way of answer.

“You probably also love that you’re going to make me cum soon, don’t you?”

“Mmmmmmm,” I purred.

“Cum means that you did a good job making a penis feel good. You want me to cum, don’t you?” He asked.

I just moaned again.

“I’m going to cum in your mouth, but you like that. You can’t wait to feel my dick cumming in your mouth,” he informed me, and he was right. I felt his cock swelling in my throat, getting ready to start pumping. I pulled back until the head of his cock was resting on my tongue, and then he started to pump my mouth full of cum. At the same time, I felt my own massive penis start to jerk and squirt between my legs, overwhelmed by the ecstasy of having a cock cum in my mouth.

After a few minutes, our orgasms came to an end, leaving me panting as I watched him pull his cock back through the hole. I waited a few minutes, but nothing else happened, so I disconnected.

Once again I opened my eyes and looked down to see that I came in real life, too. Who could have guessed that sucking a dick would be so hot? I knew it seemed kind of gay… Okay, really gay… But I was straight, so I didn’t have to worry about that; I can just be happy, and straight, and enjoy sucking a penis.

I looked for Lester on the rail the next day, but I didn’t see him. I walked in my front door and stripped off my clothes just like the day before, my average erection standing proud in anticipation of the virtual delights that were in store for me. I ran my fingers lovingly around the jack before plugging in.

And Oral Fixation was gone!

I scrolled frantically through the list, but there was no mistaking it. Frustrated, I started randomly scrolling, not even bothering to read the world names. Then, just like yesterday, one of the worlds appeared to be glowing gold. I clicked it.

Cock Slut.

Wait, what?

I was… Somewhere familiar. I wracked my brain until a light of recognition came to me; it was the gym that a bunch of the guys at work went to. I’d only been a few times, but I was sure I recognized the door a naked man was guiding me through.

I tried to see his cock, but he was faced away from me. I followed him inside. The world swam and I gasped as I came face to face with a locker room full of naked men.

Hard men.

They all looked so horny, but none of them were jacking off. Some of them looked frustrated, shooting glances toward their erections, but nobody was touching any of their cocks. My eyes zeroed in on one man’s massive member, and I sank painlessly to my knees, crawling forward.

The room went silent, but I didn’t care. I opened my mouth to take it in, leaning forward.

“Woah, buddy, you okay?” The man asked, putting a hand on my head to stop me before I could get his dick into my mouth. “What are you doing?” Men were gathering.

“Yeah, buddy, what were you doing?” Another man asked, though his tone made it clear that he thought he already knew.

“I wanted… I wanted to suck it,” I told them, looking around at all of their erections.

“Hmm, you wanted to suck it, eh? Well, that hardly seems fair to the rest of us. Are you going to take care of us all?” The first man asked.

All of them?

All of them!

“Yeah, all of them” I said stupidly, a grin melting across my face.

“Well, then,” he replied, grabbing me by the hair and pulling me onto his dick. I moaned and started sucking while the other guys watched.

“Damn, look at him.”

“He loves making that penis feel good.”

“He’s so good at it.”

“He loves sucking cock.”

Hands met my hips, pulling until I was on all fours.

“He loves making cock feel good.”

“I bet he’d love to get fucked, too.” Silence fell after this one, broken only by my moan.

Would I love to get fucked? Somehow I knew that I would. I felt the head of a cock press against my hole, and then it started to push.

Pleasure exploded through my brain, and I felt myself opening up to take it in. He slid all the way inside me until he was pressing his pelvis hard against me.

“He’s a slut for cock.”

“He loves to suck cock.”

“He loves to get fucked.”

“He loves making cocks cum.”

The words echoed all around me. I was blinded by crotch after crotch as I sucked off one man after another. At the same time, I could feel cum dripping down my thighs after a crowd of men had squirted their loads up my butt.

It was heaven.

I came over and over again, but there wasn’t a thing in the world that could make me stop.

Everything went dark, and then red words appeared in front of me. It took me a few seconds to clear my head and read them: Time limit reached, please disconnect.

There was a time limit? I disconnected and opened my eyes on my couch. I was wet and sticky, with cum all over me and the cushions. I looked at the clock; I’d been logged in for six hours!

Getting fucked.

I remembered how my ass had felt after taking all those dicks and was disappointed that it wasn’t sore in real life. Still, I had to go to work the next day, so I stumbled to my bed and collapsed onto it, sinking into dreams of giving pleasure to cocks.

To be continued...

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