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"I'm going to make you come" Woj said while clapping his hands together and evil smile on his face. Robert just raised an eyebrow, his already so hard and leaking it's not going to take much.
"pees" Robert managed to stay around the gag that still lay in his mouth, his jaw started to ache from having it in for such a long time but Woj didn't really want to hurt him and would cuddle him and kiss him once this is all over, he always did.
"There's one condition though Robert, i'm not allowed to touch your cock and i'm only going to use my fingers. I want to see how long you can last. However you can touch yourself Robert" Woj smiled wickedly.
Robert knew the reason for the evil smile because his hands are still bound to the bed and by the look on Woj's face it looks as if they are not going to be free anytime soon. Robert just nodded in response.
Woj took the tube of lube from where he had left it on the night stand and climbed up onto the bed, kicking Robert's legs apart and sitting between them. The goal keeper licked his lips, his eyes fully on Robert as he slicked up his fingers just for good measure.
The goal keeper brought his fingers down to Robert's hole but started to tease him for a few short moments, running his fingers around the rim. Woj thrust in the very tip of his finger then pulled out once again. Robert groaned in pure frustration, he just wants to feel something, anything.
Woj massaged the area around his hole just for a few more seconds then unexpectedly slammed inside with the single finger. Robert thrust up his hips and groaned, trying to get as much for the digit as possible.
He stalled for a few moments, just long enough to give Robert time to get used to the intrusion then started to thrust in and out of him with the finger. Robert is glad for the friction but the thrusts a shallow and short, not giving him any real pleasure what so ever.
"Do you want more Robert or is the single finger enough to make you come"
" Mrewn pees"
"I can't understand you Robert, please use your words"
"Pees" was all Robert could manage to say, Woj just laughed he was only teasing and pulled out the first finger all together, only to slam it back inside accompanied by a second finger, instantly twisting and turning the digit.
Woj thrust lightly for a few moments then eventually took pity on his boyfriend and sunk deeper inside of him. Woj relished the feeling of Robert's velvety walls and searched for the sweet spot inside of his boyfriend.
Robert bucked up and withered trying to get more from Woj's teasing fingers. The goal keeper sunk deeper until he felt the sensitive mound and pressed into it with the very tip of his fingers. Robert mewled and thrust up his hips, moaning around the gag.
A large amount of saliva dripped down from around the ball gag from all the moaning he'd been doing. Woj just laughed and started to brush his fingers against the sweet spot a few more times then started to move his fingers.
Woj picked up pace and speed slamming his fingers in and out of Robert with all he can manage, pounding his fingers into Robert's prostate with a blistering speed. Robert threw his body back against the pillow and moaned around the gag from the overwhelming amount of pleasure.
Robert's cock leaked masses of cum onto his stomach and Woj still hadn't yet took of the cock ring, Robert knows for a fact he won't be able to last after the ring is taken away from him. Robert whined and thrust up his hips as to remind Woj about the ring.
Woj eventually took pity on him and let the ring slide off. Robert is close now, he's been close for such a long time. He knows as soon as Woj touches his prostate he's going to come.
The goal keeper continued to tease him for a few short moments, deliberately avoiding the sweet spot, just running his fingers around the sensitive mound. Woj unexpectedly smashed into Robert's prostate with so much speed and force.
That's all took, Robert shook uncontrollably as his orgasm shot out of him, painting his stomach milky white, mixing with the already dried come there. Woj continued to pound into the prostate until every drop was milked.
Woj let his fingers slip out with a hard kiss to the strikers forehead. "Don't worry Robert, not long left now"
and with that he left the room.