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"Is this what you wanted?" Toro demanded, his voice rough and breathless as he began to move, using Ollie with an intensity that left them both gasping for air. "You wanted me to fuck you hard like this?"
"Y-yes," Ollie managed to stutter, his hands gripping the sheets beneath him as he struggled to keep up with Toro's punishing pace. It was rougher than anything he'd ever imagined, but at the same time, it was exactly what he needed—what he craved.
"Tell me how much you like it," Toro ordered, his hand snaking around to wrap around Ollie's erection. "Tell me how good my cock feels inside you."
"Feels...so good," Ollie panted, his eyes rolling back in his head as Toro's skilled fingers matched the rhythm of his thrusts. "I—I've never felt anything like it... Please don't stop, Toro."
"Fuck, you're driving me wild, baby," Toro grunted, his eyes darkening with lust as he stared down at Ollie's flushed face. "I'm gonna make sure you remember who owns this tight little hole of yours."
"Please," Ollie begged, his desperation only fuelling Toro's desire even more. "I want to feel you come inside me. Mark me as yours."
I want to belong to someone.
I want to be yours.
"Shit, you're gonna be the death of me." Toro's thrusts became almost frantic, the sound of their bodies colliding filling the room. His grip on Ollie tightened, pulling him closer as if to imprint himself on the younger man. "Fuck yeah," he groaned, his fingers digging into Ollie's hips as he picked up the pace. "No one else is gonna fuck you like this. You hear me?"
Toro leaned down, pressing down against Ollie with his body, and bit at his ear. "You belong to me."
At the sound of his own thoughts, Ollie gasped, overcome. Ollie could barely form words, his body trembling with every rough thrust of Toro's hips. The filthy talk, the raw power of the other man—it was all too much, and he felt himself teetering on the edge of bliss.
"Come for me, baby," Toro urged, hot and glorious and giving Ollie everything he needed. "I wanna see you lose it, feel you come apart in my arms--"
With a strangled cry, Ollie let go, his whole body convulsing as his orgasm ripped through him like wildfire. His hips bucked wildly, pushing Toro still deeper as he shuddered in pleasure. Toro responded with increased intensity, pounding into Ollie with long, powerful strokes that broke down all barriers.
The pleasure was more than Ollie could have ever imagined, cascading over him like a waterfall. The wave crashed and pulled him under, leaving him gasping and trembling in its wake. He felt himself drifting in the ocean of bliss that seemed to go on forever, until he eventually surfaced again, back in the world of reality.
Then suddenly, he felt Toro tense up, and knew what was coming next. With a deep guttural groan, Toro thrust harder, faster—and then with one final powerful thrust, he emptied himself deep inside Ollie.
Ollie felt himself melt beneath the other man's weight, all of his muscles turning to putty as each wave of pleasure ebbed away. He could feel Toro's rapid breathing against his neck and hear his heart hammering wildly in his chest.
The air around them was thick with sweat and sex, punctuated only by their ragged breathing. It felt like an eternity before either of them moved again, but eventually Toro finally pulled out and collapsed to the side, panting heavily from the effort.
"Tell me," Ollie said softly, still hazy. "Did you enjoy it?"
Toro looked down at him, his dark eyes unreadable, but there was a flicker of something there – amusement or perhaps something deeper. "What do you think?" he replied, a slight smirk playing on his lips.
"Come on," Ollie said. The world felt warmer, everything fuzzy at the edges. It made him bolder. "I want to hear you say it. I want to know how much you liked fucking me."
That earned him a bout of laughter. "Fine," Toro relented, his voice rough and husky. "I enjoyed breaking in your tight little ass. More than I should have, probably."
"What does that mean?
"Don't push your luck" Toro said, but he shut his eyes and dropped his head back against the floor. "It doesn't mean anything."
As they lay there, the reality of their situation began to seep back in. Toro's eyes narrowed suddenly, a curse slipping through his lips. "Damn it," he muttered, visibly frustrated.
"What?" Ollie asked, propping himself up on one elbow and looking at Toro curiously.
"Nothing," Toro replied, shaking his head. "I just remembered... I should've filmed that. It would've given your old man a heart attack."
Ollie raised an eyebrow, trying not to let the satisfaction of catching Toro off-guard show on his face. "Well, it seems you were a little... preoccupied.".
"Shut up," Toro grumbled, but there was no real heat behind his words. "Just remember, kid. This doesn't change anything."
"Of course not," Ollie agreed. There was a smile on his face that he couldn't seem to fight.
"Jesus Christ, you're insufferable," Toro muttered, but the lust in his eyes was unmistakable. His hand drifted unconsciously toward Ollie's hip, gripping it tightly as if to remind himself of the power he still held.
