tofi's trail

There is something irressistable about coming across a person sleeping in a public space, Rock Lock thinks. Certain people, too, are far easier to find asleep at various locations, too.

Rock Lock shares part of his commute to the agency with one of the people from HPSC, one he only vaguely knows since the man is in education, not someone who deals daily with the proheroes.

During a visit to the HPSC main office he finds Mera taking a nap at a table. There are thick piles of paper around the man, and he's using his arms as a pillow. Though with how bony Mera is, one could question how comfortable they are to use in such a capacity.

Rock Lock has found Mera sleeping in various places before, has slipped up beside him and has first-hand experienced how much of a heavy sleeper he is.

Still, he likes taking precausions these moments, and has before secured Mera with brooms, foldable tables, and other things readily available.

This time, Rock Lock locks both the table and the chair into place, and shifts some of the paper stacks closer.

Once satisfied, Rock Lock uncermoneously frees his cock from the tight spandex costume he wears. His cock has hardened just mildly, his body feeling the anticipation during his preparations.

One hand on his cock, rubbing it a little to pull the foreskin a little down to reveal the tip of his cock head, his other hand brushes briefly through the mess that is Meras hair, before a finger slips into the corner of his mouth.

Rock Lock runs his finger against the row of perfectly flat teeth, and against the wet inside of Meras lip. Then he coaxes his finger in between Meras teeth, carefully forcing the two rows apart. Meras jaws give in easily, almost as if it was nothing new. It wasn't.

Once there is enough space between Meras teeth, Rock Lock shifts his body closer, and with a thumb still between Meras teeth just in case he were to Actually wake up and try to bite, Rock Lock steers his now half-hard cock in between Meras lips.

He watches Mera wrinkle his nose in his sleep, a subconscious reaction to the bitter tase of Rock Locks precum brushing his tongue.

Rock Lock suppresses a groan as his cock is enveloped by the wet warmth of Meras mouth. He has to keep quiet, so that he won't be found with his cock shoved into a sleeping mans mouth.

Not that the risk is enough to make him stop now.

Rock Locks cock reach Meras cheek, and the sight of the mans cheek bulging out Is one that make Rock Lock near full mast, and leak a steady stream of pre into Meras mouth. He can tell, because Mera is making that expression again, his nose scrunching up and his eyes pressing tighter together in distaste.

It's hot.

Rock Lock moves his hips, thrusting slowly in and out to repeatedly press his cock head against the inside of Meras cheek. There is a steady, wet sound, clear in the otherwise silent room, as Rock Lock moves his hips.

He feels a pressure from the underside of his cock, and Rock Lock shifts his angle a little, stilling his movements for a little while to enjoy the press of the tongue that has come to life inside Meras mouth.

In his sleep, Mera licks Rock Locks cock, runs it along the bottom of his head, and without moving - because he can't, due to the arrangement of the papers around him on the table - he sucks Rock Lock off, and Rock Lock is as hard as he can get now.

Another shift in position, one to grasp at Meras head for purchase, and Rock Lock starts thrusting forward, careful but sharp snaps of his hips, that makes his Heavy balls make dry sounds against wood and skin as they hit the table and Meras face with a low force. Rock Lock is mindful not to thrust too deep in, lest he risk waking Mera up from his sleep from gagging on his cock. It means that a fait amount of cock doesn't get swallowed, but Rock Lock doesn't mind, because he is near the edge already.

He kept his pace steady, so that Mera could know the rhythm and match it with the movements of his tongue.

Rock Locks balls clenches and his cock spews heavy seed inside Meras mouth. He keeps thrusting, slow and shallow, until he has milked every last drop of cum from his balls into Meras mouth.

He keeps his cock inside a while longer, enjoy the feeling of Mera swallowing down cum and lapping his cock clean of the remains.

Finally satisfied, Rock Lock pulls his cock from Meras mouth. Meras lips are still slightly parted, and his tongue darts out to run across them. The tip of it brushes against Rock Locks cock head for just a brief moment, not even a second. Rock Lock manages to suppress the urge to shove his half-hard cock right down Meras throat at that moment.

Instead, he tucks himself back into his hero costume, and slips out of the room.

He is caught nearby after leaving the toilet, and falls into conversation with a rookie hero eager for tips of the trade.

During the conversation, Rock Lock hears soft, confused sounds and the wet movements of a tongue, and he knows that Mera has woken up.

For a few more moments, he keeps the man trapped. Before the man can actually become alarmed, though, he releases his quirk hold of the items holding him in place. There is the sound of falling papers, indicating that Mera has finally freed himself from the improvised bondage he had been trapped by.

Rock Lock listen to Mera sigh, and hears him pick up paper after paper from the floor.

He looks forward to next time, wondering how he might use him then.

He's not sure why, but there is something particularily hot about a person sucking him off while they sleep, totally unaware of what they, or what he, is doing.

In Place