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“Not yet. Not until your cock is inside of me, Franky. Ineedyour cum inside of me,” I panted, feeling my own climax tap at my lower spine. “Just the tip. For round one, just give me the tip, then jerk off while it’s inside of me.” I wanted to be tempted and teased. I wanted my hole ungrateful and hungry for more. And I wanted him crazed, his hold on reality gone. I wanted him violent and needing more than what the tip could offer us both.
“What do I need to do?” he asked, moaning as he fought back his orgasm.
“Sit up,” I said.
Franky backed into a kneeling position, his face contorted with genuine torture as he gripped his drooling cock at the base. He needed to come. We both did.
“Lube your fingers,” I said swiftly, hauling my knees to my ears as I continued to work my shaft.
Franky fumbled the bottle twice before popping the cap and making a mess in the process. “Slip one finger in,slowly, at first,” I said, leisurely whipping my dick. “Fuck!” My head fell back and pressed into the pillow when one finger breached me. I hadn’t had anal sex in a while. Franky would be a terrifyingly tight fit.
“That’s it,” I said, peering down my chest again, needing to see every centimeter of his thick fingers vanish inside my hole. “Another, then crook them.”
Franky did as told, adding another finger, sliding them in to the very last knuckle. “You’re so damn hot,” he said, showing his teeth, and now fucking his fist too.
Now four digits deep into me, my ass sucked on his hand while the pace of our jack-off session exceeded the speed necessary to keep our loads in their sacs.
Working on instinct, Franky crooked his fingers, tapping my gland until I fucking detonated. Keening, I called out his name, spurting cum until I’d left a fucking stream of it all over the front of my body.
“Leland,” Franky said between gritted teeth, still finger-pounding my nub, still painfully jacking his cock.
“Now,” I said, wringing every drop of cum from my dick. “Stick it in now, Franky.”
Franky fell over me again, leading just his cockhead into my snug entrance like we’d agreed. I hissed through the burn, my orgasm lengthening.
He pumped himself in short, punishing strokes, his crown swelling just beyond my hole before a river of warmth went barreling through me.
“Christ…fuck,” he spit out.
“That’s right,” I said, fully spent, head rolling to one side. “Don’t pull out until you’re done, Franky.”
The hand holding his weight up slipped, taking him down, the air whooshing out of me as he fell onto my sticky chest, his cock breaching me more than halfway now. I cried out from the invasion.
Franky plunged all the way inside, shooting me higher up the bed until my head banged against the headboard. His mouth and throat moved as if he were gagging on his words. “So-sorry,” he said, even as he unapologetically kept plowing and fucking me full of his spunk.
I’d never felt so full, so overwhelmed, so fucking complete as I did with his dick fully sheathed in me. My hole spasmed, puckered like a set of lips, opening to accommodate every sinfully thick inch of him.
Franky secured the headboard with one hand, using it as leverage as he continued to roll into me, in complete denial that the sex was over. “More,” he said as his climax ebbed. “I need…more.”
“There’s plenty where that came from,” I said, completely and utterly annihilated.
Franky sat up, slipping wetly from me, gaze chained to my jizz-smeared chest, then lowering to his cock and balls, both stained with his own release. Next he stalked the helping of cum leaking from my ass to soak through the sheet.
I lowered my legs, my feet hitting the bed.
“Can I?” Franky asked, his tongue darting across his lips.
“I’d be mad if you didn’t,” I said, bearing down until a gush of cum erupted from my used hole.
Franky sucked me clean, slurping and moaning, mouth sealed over my asshole. His need to ingest cum was a physical thing, so intense that he hadn’t even stopped to consider whose cum he so eagerly gulped down.
Stretched out on his stomach and writhing, Franky ate from me indiscriminately, lapping and praising me as his palms split my cheeks apart. I gripped the backs of my thighs to make the deep dive easier on his tongue.
I circled my hips, watching him go to work on me. “I don’t think you got it all, Franky,” I said, taunting him to do something about it. He sent a middle finger straight into me, withdrawing and sucking the white off the thick digit before sending it back in for more.
Once satisfied that he’d digested it all, he crawled up my body, his tongue flattened to my skin, licking up the mess I’d made. He even got the drop under my chin, then retraced his steps, devoting all his attention to my nut sac and dick.
“Fuck, wait,” I hissed, my cock sensitive to the touch.
