( The way Miyano is moving and pleading for him, Bruce knows this is it. That this boy on his cock will never find this kind of bliss with another. No one that will fill him so thoroughly, leave him desperate and pleading for more.
He finds a smooth rhythm of deep, hard thrusts, leaning over the teen so that one hand can slide over his middle, feel that bulge that stretches his belly with every motion. The thought of fucking Miyano again, in all sorts of different ways, to see every way his body reacts, to watch his face properly fuels him. Miyano is his, he muses, his to use now and any time he pleases. )
Tell me what you want. Make sure all these people can hear.
( His thrusts pause for a moment, and he grinds slow and intent against Miyano's ass. The thick bulge of his knot threatens to push through, to fill him as Bruce gets closer and closer to his own orgasm. )
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He finds a smooth rhythm of deep, hard thrusts, leaning over the teen so that one hand can slide over his middle, feel that bulge that stretches his belly with every motion. The thought of fucking Miyano again, in all sorts of different ways, to see every way his body reacts, to watch his face properly fuels him. Miyano is his, he muses, his to use now and any time he pleases. )
Tell me what you want. Make sure all these people can hear.
( His thrusts pause for a moment, and he grinds slow and intent against Miyano's ass. The thick bulge of his knot threatens to push through, to fill him as Bruce gets closer and closer to his own orgasm. )