shark really tried to look away. they didn't want to give in when time was so smug about it.

but time's cock was right there, big, and thick, and hard, and throbbing, and leaking. they couldn't help but glance at it.

when time grabbed their hand, and moved it over, and made them touch it, they couldn't get themself to pull their hand away.

"yeah, that's right," time murmured, pressing shark's hand against their cock, rubbing their precum on it. "you really can't help it, can you? you can try to resist it all you want, but you like it too much. you're not stubborn enough to ignore it. you don't even want to resist, do you? it's just hotter when you find out you can't, isn't it?"

"i'm still not looking at it," shark said, even though they were completely focused on the feeling of it against their hand, and every throb, and twitch, and drop of precum sent pulses of arousal through their whole body.

"wow," time said condescendingly, "you're doing such a good job resisting... it must be hard, huh? and you're still talking, too... you're not even sticking your tongue out and drooling... it must take a lot of energy just to think about anything else right now, when it makes you so stupid and horny, just feeling my cock. when you really want it in or on you... in your mouth, or between your tits, or in your pussy... it doesn't even matter, as long as you get to see it or feel it. as long as you know i'm getting off. as long as you know you're helping. that you're serving it. isn't that right?"

it was stupid and embarrassing, as always, but they were wet. they turned their head away.

time's hand was guiding theirs, sliding it up and down their long shaft. "it's hypnotic just touching it like this, isn't it? just feeling how big it is. you're not even trying to pull your hand away. does this even count as resisting?"

"well, like, i mean i'm not... i'm not doing anything. you're the one moving my hand."

"you know, that turns me on, too," they murmured. "your excuses make you sound even more stupid. when this is the only resistance you can manage, it makes it really obvious how weak you are. i mean, sometimes you go along with it so easily, i really wonder if you're just playing along. at times like this, i know it's real. you just really are that into cock. you really just can't do anything about it."

"man, shut up," shark said. "you're just saying shit."

"just keep saying stuff like that while you touch me," they said. "while you have your fingers wrapped around my cock. keep telling me how you're not controlled by it. how you can resist. how it's not making you stupider every second. how you don't need to look at it."

"i really don't..." shark's breath was heavy. "i mean i really don't need to... it's not really... it's not gonna work if i'm not like, actively trying to go along with it..."

"and why can't you pull your hand away?"

their hand twitched.

"oh, were you trying to just now, huh? is that all you could do?"

"man, like... you're like, holding it..."

"you didn't even try. you didn't even pull on it."

"it doesn't even matter," they said. "you didn't say anything about touching it."

"you love touching my cock, don't you? you love feeling it against your hand. can you feel it throbbing? and you know, it might leak even more if you turn around and look at it..."

time's words had a definite pull. it did feel like they had to actively resist.

"come on," time murmured, "tell me you love my cock."

"well, like... i like it..."

"you don't just like it, do you? you love it."

"i mean, i do, but--"

"you can't say it? what, would saying it make it even harder to resist? would it make you feel even more stupid and horny to say you love my cock?"

"i... i love your cock."

"yeah, that's right, you do, don't you?"

they did feel weaker. they panted, their mind getting quieter, saliva pooling in their mouth.

"well, like... i do, but... like... just because i love it doesn't mean... it doesn't mean i like, physically can't resist it..."

"it feels good in your hand, doesn't it?"

"it does, but..."

"you love how it looks, too, don't you? you love seeing how big it is. you love looking at a big cock, don't you? you love just staring at it, and not thinking about anything else. isn't that right?"

"i like it, but i don't have to..."

their head turned a little bit. they weren't trying to move it. they still weren't looking at time's cock, but even that subtle movement made them twitch with arousal and pleasure.

"it just feels so good, doesn't it? you love to look at it, and touch it... and you love how it makes your head feel, don't you? you love how your thoughts just go fuzzy. you love how just seeing and feeling a cock can do that to you."

they really wanted to look at it.

"i don't have to... it's not, like..."

"but you do have to, don't you?" they purred. "you already sound stupider and emptier than you did a minute ago. you can barely talk, can't you?"

"well, like, i'm just, like... i can still talk, i just--"

"it's so hard, isn't it? it's just so hard doing anything, when you know you should just be listening to me. when you should just be focused on my cock. just turn around... just turn around and look at it. just let it all melt away. you're a lot better at that than you are at arguing, aren't you?"

it felt cheap for time to just tell them to look, but they did.

as soon as they saw it, they did feel themself melt, leaning down, getting closer to it, their breath heavy, their mouth open.

"that's it, that's right... there you go. that's how you should be, isn't it?"

they moaned as they nodded.

"yeah, that's a good boy. you could still use a little more training, though. how about this: you get one lick for each time you talk about how you like my cock?"

"i love it," they said quickly.

"yeah, there you go. now you can lick."

they licked it slowly, from the base to the tip.

"there you go. that was your one lick. now you've gotta say something else."

"it's so big," they panted.

"you don't have to wait for me to tell you to lick," time said. "just lick after you've said something, alright? do you understand?"

they nodded as they licked again, another long lick along time's entire length.

"fuck, i want more..." shark muttered.

"this is what you get right now. maybe next time you won't try to be so stubborn, and i'll give you a little more. but right now you just need to worship my cock, alright?"

"yeah..." they panted. "it's really good... it's..."

"already feeling so stupid that you can't even think of anything else? well, you could talk about how stupid it makes you."

"it really... it makes it hard to think... it's so big..."

"that's good enough. you can lick it again."

they couldn't stop moaning as they licked. every second of it felt good.

"fuck, it's... your cock is really good..."

time petted their hair as they licked again. "good boy. and you're not going to try to resist it anymore, are you?"

"no," they said quickly. "no, i... it's really good... i really love it... i like to see it, and touch it..."

they pressed their lips against time's cock as they licked it, swirling their tongue around the tip.

it was getting hard to think of anything, to say anything, even though they wanted to keep licking.

"it's really... i like when it breeds me... i like it inside of me..."

their tongue crawled along it as slowly as possible. drool was dripping down their lips.

"it's really good..." they slurred.

"you really look pathetic now, you know that?" time said.

"it's just... your cock just does that..."

"well, you've been good, and i do want to cum already. you can just keep sucking now."

they didn't waste any time, their lips latching onto the head, both of their hands sliding along the shaft.

"yeah, there you go. you want me to cum in your mouth, huh?"

their answer was muffled by time's cock.

they were wet, but they didn't even think of touching themself, all of their focus on sucking, on pleasuring time, on serving their cock. they couldn't think of anything else. it felt so good, they didn't want anything else.

the cum gushing in their mouth was overwhelming, time's hand holding their head down on it. but they loved the forcefulness. it felt good forcing themself to swallow all of it.

"that's right. see? you really can't help yourself, can you? but that's alright. you're better like this, anyway. this is what your mouth is really for, huh?"

they nodded mindlessly. they didn't cum, but they still felt a kind of haze, a kind of afterglow, just from making time cum.

"honestly, i really am just saying this stuff, but when you act like this, i'm starting to believe it myself," time said.

to shark, those words were just meaningless sounds. even as time's cock softened, they couldn't stop staring at it.