Pissdog Pup Preaches to the Phallus
Beneath the dim, sacred glow of a candle, Pissdog Pup's gay following gathers, their eyes fixed on the altar. Clad in tight, white underwear, they await their priest's holy ritual. The pup, in a state of ecstasy, chants incantations, his hands caressing the air as if grasping an invisible cock. The room thrums with anticipation, the scent of sweat and precum mixing with the faint aroma of piss. One by one, the disciples remove their underwear, their cocks hard and yearning. The pup selects a follower, guiding his thick member to his lips, worshipping it with fervent sucks and licks. The room erupts in moans, the sound of cocks slapping against skin echoing as the others pleasure themselves. The pup, now naked, strokes his own cock, his body glistening with sweat and spit. He guides the follower's cock to his mouth, taking it deep, his throat constricting as he swallows the offered cum, his own cock pulsing in rhythm.