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He can't stop thinking about it.
It lives in his fucking head like a song he hates but can't stop humming—obnoxious, persistent, and loud as hell when it shouldn't be.
It's not even just the size—though fuck, it's big.
Thick like a fucking can, flushed red and stupidly hard when he catches glimpses of it in the dark, swinging heavy when David strips down, innocent as ever. His balls are smooth, full—shaved clean—and Dave's mouth waters like a pervert every time he sees them.
It's sick. He's sick.
Junior doesn't even realize what he's packing.
That's part of the problem. All that cock, like it's no big deal. Like he doesn't know the kind of damage he could do with it. Dave's ridden his thigh, grinded against his hip, felt it pressing against him hard and hot like a brand—and it undoes him. Every. Time.
It should piss him off. And it does. But not in the way he wants it to.
He was always the top. Always. That was the rule. With James, stupid fucking James—he let him top, sometimes, but that was a joke. James didn't know what the fuck he was doing.
Sloppy, arrogant, acting like he was doing Dave a favor every time he put his dick in him. Dave hated him for it. Still does.
But Junior? Junior looks at him like he's holy. Like he's breakable and precious and needs to be worshipped.
He listens. Always listens. Does anything Dave tells him to. Good boy to his fucking core. That's what makes it worse, because if Dave asked, if he so much as whispered his desires, Junior would.
Wide-eyed, breathless, apologetic with every push of those sexy hips. He'd be so nervous. So eager. So fucking careful.
Dave could ride him. Could hold him by the throat and tell him how to move, how to stretch him open slow and deep, how to make him feel it. He could watch that cock vanish into him inch by thick, devastating inch. Feel the weight of those perfect, heavy balls slap against him.
And he'd moan for it. Whore for it. He knows he would.
Every night, once David's asleep, curled up like some cherub-faced idiot with that long hair spilling across his pillow, Dave slips a hand down his boxers and ruts into his fist.
Sometimes he fingers himself, face buried in the sheets, teeth clenched to keep from gasping. Imagining that red, hot cock pounding into him, making him scream in pleasure. Not like James. Better. Real.
He feels slutty about it. He likes feeling slutty about it. But he's not gonna ask for it. He's Dave fucking Mustaine. He doesn't beg. Doesn't admit to this kind of need. This kind of ache.
So he waited. He waited for the right moment, when the mood was right, when they were sitting close, and he can just say it like it's no big deal.
David was curled against the armrest, loose-limbed and warm. His hair was a soft mess, falling into his eyes in slow waves. He'd just showered—still smelled faintly of soap and cigarettes—and his cheeks were flushed. He looked up at Dave like a puppy. Like he always did.
Dave was fidgeting. Leg bouncing, fingers twitching against the soft denim of David's thigh. His jeans were tight—too tight. His cock had been hard since they sat down, half from proximity, half from sheer fucking need.
The air felt too warm, like it had soaked up all of Dave's body heat and was pressing it back into his skin. Dim light flickered from the corner lamp, casting shadows across the cluttered floor, the ashtray full of crushed cigarette butts, and the cracked leather couch where they sat too close.
„Y'okay?" David asked, voice quiet. He tilted his head a little, brows knitting with concern. His big brown eyes scanned Dave's face like he was trying to solve a puzzle. „You're, uh... fidgety."
Dave grunted, not trusting himself to say much more. His throat worked around a swallow—hard—his Adam's apple bobbing visibly.
David's gaze followed the movement, then dropped. Fixed on Dave's lips. His stupid soft pink lips he kept licking without realizing. That fucking look in his eyes. Like Dave was something to be cared for. Something fragile.
Dave could barely breathe through it.
His hand tightened on David's thigh. He didn't even remember moving it there, but now it was gripping, fingers digging into muscle, possessive and pulsing with want. David didn't flinch. Just leaned in slightly. Expectant.
Sweet boy. Always ready. Always waiting for Dave to call the shots.
David blinked, then smiled, soft and obedient. Like he was already getting into place. His fingers drifted to the waistband of his jeans, fumbling at the button like he knew what was coming. Ready to roll over. Let Dave take what he wanted. Just like always.
But Dave didn't move. He watched instead.
The way David's pants slid down, low on his hips. That cut of muscle at his pelvis. The trail of hair leading down.
And then his cock. His cock. Big. Thick. Angry red at the head, the shaft flushed with blood and need. Heavy. It curved up slightly, hard and ready, veins standing out faintly beneath the skin. And below it, those smooth, shaved balls—full and perfect, a weight Dave could already feel against his ass in his head.
His own breath hitched. He was throbbing, leaking, humiliated by how badly he wanted it.
He wanted to get on his knees. Wrap his lips around it. Let it ruin his throat. He wanted to bend over and beg for it, stretch himself open and take every goddamn inch while Junior whispered apologies into his hair. Wanted to be wrecked.
His throat was tight when he finally forced the words out.
„How 'bout you fuck me this time, Junior?"
The silence hit like a slap.
David froze mid-movement. His eyes widened, those soft features going still in disbelief. Like he'd been hit with static. Like Dave had just pulled a fucking gun.
„W-what?" That deep voice cracked high at the end.
Dave rolled his eyes, even as his heart hammered. His Adam's apple bobbed again, traitorous. He played it cool. „I said how 'bout you fuck me this time. You know, stick your cock in my ass and—"
„No, no, I heard you." David interrupted quickly, cheeks burning. He looked like he didn't know what to do with his hands. „I just... I never figured you'd wanna... take it."
Dave huffed out something like a laugh. His hand still gripped David's thigh. His fingers twitched.
„You're acting like I asked you to kill a guy."
David ducked his head, then peeked up again, biting his lip. His gaze dipped to Dave's mouth again, like he was hypnotized by it.
„I mean—I just..." He fidgeted. „You always wanna be on top. You're so—like—good at it."
Dave leaned back against the couch, trying to look bored even as his cock pressed hard against the zipper. „Yeah, well. Maybe I want something different."
He leaned in. David stilled.
„I'm not gonna beg you, Junior." Dave said, voice low, eyes dark. „You wanna fuck me or not?"
David blinked, stunned for a beat, then nodded slowly. „I... I never really, um. Done it before." he murmured, like he was ashamed. His voice was barely above a whisper, low and rumbling.
Dave's eyes burned with something between hunger and amusement. He let his fingers trail along David's jawline, rough thumb brushing across soft skin. David closed his eyes at the touch, leaning into it instinctively.
„That just means you'll do exactly what I tell you to, huh?"
A swallow. A breath. Then a quiet, „Y-yeah."
Dave smirked, lips curling slow and cruel—but underneath it, his stomach was twisted in heat and anticipation.
„Good boy.." he breathed. „Then take your clothes off."
David Swallows hard, nibbling on his lower lip, a faint blush spreading from his neck to his cheeks, a stark contrast to his pale skin.
„Okay... I'm, uh, I'm just gonna... get ready." His voice trembles slightly, as he hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his boxers and slides them down his legs with his jeans. He then reaches up to grasp the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head in one swift motion. His eyes never leave Dave's intense gaze, seeking approval.
„Good boy." Dave murmurs, his eyes raking over David's now fully exposed body. The sight of him like this, so open and willing, makes him feel like a king surveying his domain.
His gaze lingers on that big, beautiful cock, standing tall and proud. It's a beast, a crimson spear, a declaration of lust that makes him ache to be filled.
„Look at that." he says, voice thick with want. „So thick, so fucking hard for me." His praise is a caress, a warm breeze that sends a shiver down David's spine.
David's cheeks burn brighter as Dave talks about his cock. He's always known it's big, but to hear the admiration in Dave's voice sends a thrill through him. He shifts, his cock bobbing slightly with his movements.
He's unsure what to do next, his hands hovering over his hips, like he's waiting for instructions.
„D-do I just...?" he asks, looking up through his lashes.
A dark chuckle rumbles in Dave's chest, his eyes glinting with a predatory light as he takes in David's uncertainty.
„Yeah, that's it," he says, his voice a purr. „Lay back for me, baby." He leans in, his breath hot against David's skin as he gives a gentle push to his shoulder.
„Spread those legs. Let me see that pretty cock up close." His tone is commanding, coaxing david into submission once again.
David obeys, sitting back on the soft couch cushions and spreading his legs wide. His cock juts out, thick and heavy, the tip glistening with precum. He's done this before, but never like this—never with the intention of being the one on top.
His hands shake slightly as he wraps them around his shaft, stroking it gently, his eyes never leaving Dave's. The air is charged with anticipation, the musky scent of arousal growing stronger.
The sight of David sprawled out before him, his legs spread wide, sends a jolt of pure desire through Dave's body. He's the picture of submission, a living doll waiting to be played with.
With a smug smirk, Dave sinks to his knees, his eyes never leaving that magnificent cock. He leans in, his nose flaring as he breathes in the heady scent of his boy. His hand reaches out, trembling slightly as he wraps his long, pale fingers around the girth.
„Look at this," he whispers, a mix of awe and greed in his voice. „So perfect."
The contact of Dave's hand sends a jolt of pleasure through David's body, making him gasp. His eyes flutter shut as Dave's hand starts to move, the gentle strokes setting a rhythm that echoes through his veins. His hips rock up slightly, following the movement, and he can't help the soft, needy noises that escape his throat.
Each stroke is a whispered promise, a sweet torment that makes his toes curl and his balls tighten. He's never felt this...this alive before.
„D-Dave..." he whimpers, his voice thick with arousal.
Dave watches David's face, a smug smile playing on his lips as he starts to stroke him in earnest. The way David's body responds to his touch is intoxicating, making him feel like a god. His other hand comes up to cup David's balls, rolling them gently in his palm.
„Look at you.." he murmurs, his voice a dark caress. „So eager for it." He leans in, his nose brushing against the velvety skin of David's cock, breathing in his scent.
The tip of his tongue darts out, giving it a quick, teasing lick that has David's eyes flying open, a strangled cry escaping his lips.
David's eyes widen, his breath hitching as Dave licks him. It's a sensation he's never felt before, one that sends his nerves into overdrive. His body arches off the couch, his hands coming to rest on the back of Dave's head, not pushing, just...there, like he can't help but be drawn closer to the source of his pleasure.
„D-Dave—!" he stammers, the words torn from him.
Dave can't help but smirk at David's reaction, his grip tightening slightly on his balls. He's got him now, all that sweet, sweet power in his mouth. He flicks the tip of David's cock with his tongue, a tease that's just the start of what's to come.
„You like that, don't you, baby?" he murmurs against the hot, pulsing flesh.
David's eyes roll back in his head as Dave teases him with just the tip of his tongue, the sensation making him whine like a starved animal.
„Y-yes!" he gasps, his voice a ragged whisper. He's so close to losing it, but he's desperate to please, to be a good boy for Dave.
Hearing the desperation in David's voice sends a thrill through Dave's body. He opens his mouth wider, taking the tip of that massive cock between his teeth, giving it a gentle nip before sucking it in.
His tongue swirls around the head, savoring the taste of precum and the sound of David's whimpers. He's so much better than James, so much thicker, so much more of a man.
David's eyes lock onto Dave's, the pupils blown wide with lust. The sight of those full, plush lips wrapping around him is too much.
„D-Dave.." he whispers, his voice a soft whine of pleasure. He watches as Dave's head bobs, the ginger's cheeks hollowing out as he takes him deeper, the sound of wet suction filling the room. It's mesmerizing.
He can feel his orgasm building, a pressure at the base of his spine, his toes curling into the rug beneath the couch
Dave's eyes water slightly as he takes David deeper into his mouth, the head of his cock hitting the back of his throat. He swallows around it, the sensation making him moan, the vibrations of his voice sending waves of pleasure through David's body.
He's never felt so alive, so powerful. He pulls back, a string of saliva connecting his mouth to David's cock, and then takes him in again, his hand joining in the rhythm, squeezing and stroking the base of that massive shaft.
„A-ahh, yes, yes, D-Dave!" he stammers, his voice breathy and desperate. He feels a strange sense of power as his hand moves to the back of Dave's head, his fingers weaving through the ginger locks.
He tightens his grip gently, not quite pushing, but urging, guiding Dave's movements. „Just like that," he whispers, his voice barely audible.
Dave picks up the pace, his eyes flicking up to meet David's gaze as he deep-throats him without mercy. He loves the way David's eyes widen and his breath hitches with every bob of his head. The noises he makes are music to his ears—whimpers and whines that melt into the air.
David whines softly, his body tensing as Dave's mouth moves up and down his shaft, the friction sending shockwaves through his body.
„Ahh, fuck, yes!...Just like that...fuck, you're so good at this, Dave.." he murmurs, his voice a hoarse whisper. His hips start to buck, his hands moving to grip the couch cushions tightly.
Dave grinned wickedly and took David's cock out of his mouth with a wet pop. „Is that all you got for me, baby?" He asks, his voice filled with a teasing challenge. He licks his lips, savoring the taste of David's precum.
„Let's get you nice and wet before we go any further." Without waiting for a response, Dave dives back in, his mouth enveloping David's cock again, his tongue moving in a rough, sloppy dance around the shaft.
His cheeks hollow out as he takes him deep, sucking hard and fast, the sounds of his efforts muffled and obscene.
Above him, David's eyes flutter shut, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. „Y-yes, oh fuck, yes.."he whispers, his voice a soft moan of pleasure.
His hips rock upward to meet Dave's mouth, his body moving almost of its own accord. His hands are balled into fists in the couch cushions, knuckles white with the effort of holding back. He's so close, so fucking close, and it's all because of Dave, his perfect, cruel, loving Dave.
Dave feels the tension in the air thicken as David's body reacts to his expert sucking. The sounds of David's need—his sweet, desperate whimpers—only serve to stoke the fire in Dave's belly.
He sucks harder, faster, his cheeks hollowing as he takes David's cock deep into his throat, savoring the taste of precum and the smell of his arousal.
But just as davids pleasure builds to a peak, Dave pulls away, the sudden loss of heat and pressure making David's eyes fly open in shock.
„Not yet." Dave says, his voice a low growl.
„I want to feel you stretch me out first." He wipes a smear of saliva from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, his gaze never leaving David's flushed, needy expression.
„I- O-okay.." David whispers, his voice shaking with a mix of excitement and nerves. His hands move to his own cock, stroking it gently as he watches Dave with wide, doe-like eyes.
„How do I...?" He trails off, looking to Dave for guidance.
„First, let's get these off." Dave says, his voice low and commanding. He stands up from the couch, his eyes never leaving David's.
With swift, efficient movements, he starts to strip off his own clothes. His shirt comes over his head, revealing the pale, narrow planes of his chest. His pants follow, pooling around his ankles, and he steps out of them, leaving only his boots. He kicks them off with a thud, his socks following.
His own cock stands at attention, hard and demanding, a stark contrast to David's gentle strokes. „Now, come here." he says, beckoning with a crooked finger. „Let's get you ready."
With trembling legs, David stands up from the couch, his cock bobbing with every shaky breath he takes. He's still sensitive from the blowjob, the lingering warmth of Dave's mouth like a phantom kiss.
His eyes never leave Dave's, looking for any sign of disapproval or hesitation. When he sees none, he takes a step forward, then another, until he's standing in front of him, naked and exposed.
„Good boy." Dave says, his voice a dark purr that sends shivers down David's spine. He sits back on the sofa, one hand reaching behind to grip the armrest for support. The other hand slides down his body, tracing the path of his ribs to his navel and then lower, until his fingers graze the soft thatch of hair above his cock.
His legs spread wide, one bent at the knee, the other lifted and propped against the couch's side, displaying his tight pink hole. The room seems to hold its breath as Dave's fingers dance closer to it, teasing the sensitive skin around it before finally pressing against it, making him gasp.
„F-fuck, Dave." he whispers, watching as Dave's finger presses against his entrance. The anticipation is unbearable, his cock twitching with every touch.
He's never been the one to take control before, but something about the way Dave is looking at him now, the way his eyes are filled with heat and challenge, makes him want to try.
He drops to his knees, his cock bobbing with every movement, and starts to rummage through the pile of discarded clothes.
„What are you looking for, baby?" Dave asks, his voice a low rumble as he watches David search through the fabric. The tension in the room is palpable, and his cock throbs with every second that passes.
He's never seen David this...desperate before, and it's making him crave more than just the feel of that thick cock inside him.
„L-lube.." David whispers, his voice shaky as he fumbles through the pile of clothes. His heart is racing, his breaths coming in quick pants. He feels like he's searching for a treasure, something precious and rare that will unlock the next level of pleasure for them both.
His eyes finally find it, a small, unassuming bottle peeking out from under Dave's discarded jeans. He pulls it out with trembling hands, holding it up like an offering.
„Here." he says softly, looking up at Dave with a mix of hope and trepidation.
„Ah, there it is.." Dave says, his voice a warm rumble of amusement. He takes the lube from David's trembling hand, his own cock jutting up, the head glistening with his own arousal.
„Good boy." he murmurs, his thumb tracing over the plump mushroom top of his cock. „But this time, you're going to do the honors."
He leans back, his eyes never leaving David's.
„I want to feel your fingers inside me, stretching me open for that big, beautiful cock of yours."
David's eyes widen as Dave takes the lube, but instead of applying it to himself, he holds it out to him. His hands are shaking as he takes the bottle back, his mind racing with nerves. He's never done this before—not really. Sure, he's played around, but never with the intent of actually fucking someone.
„O-okay." he whispers, fumbling with the cap. His hands are slick with nerves and anticipation as he coats his fingers, the sound of the gel squelching in the quiet room. „I-I'm not sure..."
„It's alright, baby." Dave says, his voice soothing despite the hunger in his eyes. „Just take your time. I'll tell you what to do." He spreads his legs wider, his cock standing tall and proud, the tip pulsing slightly.
„Go slow. Just push in one finger, like this." He demonstrates by inserting one finger into his own mouth, sucking it wet. „And when you think I'm ready, just add another."
David nods, his eyes wide and a little glazed with lust as he watches Dave's demonstration. He swallows hard, trying to moisten his own suddenly dry mouth.
With a trembling hand, he pours a generous amount of lube onto his fingertips. His heart is racing, his cock throbbing with excitement.
He brings his hand to Dave's ass, his thumb brushing against that tight pink ring of muscle.
„L-like this?"
„Just like that," Dave says, his voice a dark rumble. „But remember, take it slow." He watches David's hand with bated breath, his own hand still stroking his cock lazily. „And keep those eyes on me, baby. I want to see every single reaction."
David nods, his eyes never leaving Dave's. He brings his lubed fingers to that tight, pink entrance, his heart racing. He takes a deep breath, then slowly, so slowly, he presses one finger inside.
He watches Dave's face, looking for any sign of pain or discomfort, but all he sees is a flash of pleasure, a quiver of his bottom lip. „M-more?"
„Mmhmm.." he hums, his eyes half-lidded with lust. „Just like that, baby. Now, move it in and out." His voice is a seductive purr, urging David on.
He leans back, his hand still working his own cock, the other bracing himself on the arm of the couch. „Just like you'd want me to do to you."
David's eyes widen as he watches Dave's reaction, feeling a sudden jolt of power surge through him, the way Dave's body responds to his touch is intoxicating.
He takes a deep breath and starts to move his finger in and out, watching as Dave's eyes flutter closed and his plus lips open to form a perfect 'o'.
„You like that, don't you?" David asks, his voice a little shaky, but with a hint of mischief creeping in. „You like it when I fill you up, Dave?"
„Yeah, baby.." Dave groans, his hips bucking slightly to meet David's finger. „Just like that. Fuck, you're a natural."
His voice is tight with pleasure, his eyes snapping open to meet David's gaze. „But you can do better. Two fingers, now. I want to feel you opening me up."
With a nod, David adds another finger, his own breath catching as he watches Dave's face contort with pleasure. He's never felt so...capable, so in control.
His cock throbs in response to the power he holds, the way Dave's body reacts to his touch. „Does that feel good, Dave?" he asks, his voice a little shakier now.
„Yeah, baby, it feels so fucking good." His eyes narrow with pleasure, his hips rising to meet David's gentle but insistent probing.
The sight of David's cock, so hard and demanding, only makes him want it more. But something's different about David today—his voice has a new edge, a hint of dominance that Dave can't help but find incredibly hot.
He takes a deep breath, his heart hammering in his chest as he listens to Dave's encouragement. He adds more force behind his movements, watching as Dave's face contorts with pleasure. He can feel the tightness around his fingers, the way Dave's body is fighting to take more of him in.
„You're so tight," he murmurs, his voice dropping an octave. „So fucking tight around my fingers." He leans in closer, his breath hot on Dave's skin. „Do you want all of me, Dave? Do you want to feel how big and thick I really am?"
„Oh, fuck yes!" Dave breathes, his eyes glazed with desire. He can feel his body opening up, the tightness giving way to a need that's been building for weeks.
„I want all of you, baby. Give it to me." He reaches down with his free hand to grip the base of his cock, the tip leaking pre-cum onto his stomach. „Show me what you've got."
His hands shake even more as he withdraws his fingers, his breath coming in short, sharp pants. The idea of being inside Dave like this—it's all he can think about. He positions himself over Dave's body, his cock hovering just above that perfect, pink hole.
„D-Dave," he whispers, his voice trembling. „I...I want to fuck you so bad."
„Oh, baby." Dave's voice is a breathless moan, his eyes locked onto the massive cock hovering above him. „Please, I need it. Fuck me, fill me up with that monster."
His body arches, his ass lifting off the couch slightly, silently begging for it. „I've never felt anything so big. I've dreamt of this, David, of you taking me like the slut I am."
David's eyes widen at Dave's words, a mix of shock and excitement flushing his cheeks a deep crimson. He's never heard Dave talk like this before—so wanton, so needy. It does something to him, makes his heart race and his cock pulse with a newfound confidence.
He swallows hard, his hands shaking as he lines himself up with Dave's eager hole. „D-Dave," he whispers, his voice thick with arousal. „You really want me to fuck you with this?"
„Oh, fuck yes, baby. I've been dying to feel your thick, juicy cock inside me. You're going to make me scream." Dave says, his voice a seductive whine.
He lifts his legs up, bending them at the knees and spreading them wider. His asshole glistens with lube, begging to be claimed. „Take me, David. Show me how much of a man you really are."
David stares at Dave for a moment, his cock pulsing with excitement. He's never seen him like this—so desperate, so eager to be filled by him. It sends a thrill through his body, a heady mix of power and lust that makes his knees weak.
He takes a deep breath and pushes his cockhead against Dave's opening, feeling the initial resistance before it gives way with a soft pop.
„Ahh, fuck.." Dave's voice is a low, guttural groan as David's cock breaches him, filling him in a way he's never been filled before. His body stretches around the thick, unyielding girth, the pain a sharp contrast to the pleasure that quickly follows.
„You're so fucking big.." Dave whispers, his eyes rolling back in his head. „So big, baby."
With a gentle nod, David starts to push himself deeper into Dave, watching as the tight pink hole stretches and swallows his thick cock. The sight of it makes him feel like a king, like he's conquered something incredible
„Does it feel good, Dave?" he asks, his voice still shaking with nerves, but now laced with a hint of smugness. He's never been the one to take charge like this, but he's quickly learning how much he enjoys it.
„Yeah, baby, it feels fucking amazing. Now, move," he says, his voice a commanding whisper, his eyes never leaving David's.
He wants to watch every reaction, every twitch of pleasure that crosses his face as David fucks him like the slut he knows he is. „Take it slow at first. Get used to me, to how tight I am around you."
Davids hands shake as he starts to move his hips, sliding his cock in and out of Dave with a slow, deliberate rhythm. The feeling is overwhelming—the tightness, the heat, the way Dave's body surrenders to him.
„Am I doing it right, Dave?" he asks, his voice a mix of uncertainty and pride.
„Yeah, baby, you're doing so good," Dave whispers, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. He loves feeling David's thick cock stretch him, filling him up in a way he never thought possible.
His nails dig into the couch cushions, his toes curling with every deep thrust. „It's so big.." he murmurs, his voice filled with awe. „So much bigger than anyone else's."
„You're so fucking tight, Dave.." David says, his voice a mix of amazement and lust. He's never felt anything so hot, so snug around his cock. It's like Dave's body was made for him, made to take every inch of him.
He starts to pick up the pace, his thrusts becoming more confident. „Do you like feeling me stretch you out like this?"
Dave's eyes roll back in his head as David's cock stretches him more and more with every thrust. It's like nothing he's ever felt before—so much better than James ever was.
„Yes, baby!" he gasps, his voice tight with pleasure. „It's so much better than I ever imagined." He feels so full, so stuffed, like he's been waiting for this his whole life.
„Your cock is fucking perfect," Dave says, his voice a strained whisper. „So big, so thick." His hips are moving with David's now, pushing back to meet every thrust, his own cock slapping against his stomach.
David's eyes widen as he feels Dave's body responding to him. He's never felt so powerful before, and it's making his own cock throb with excitement.
„Is that all you can handle, Dave?" he asks, his voice teasing, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. He's never talked to Dave like this before, but something about the situation is bringing it out of him.
„Harder, baby!" Dave grunts, his eyes snapping open to meet David's. „Fuck me harder! Show me what that big, thick cock of yours can do."
His voice is a desperate whine, his body begging for more. His cock bobs with every thrust, smearing pre-cum on his stomach, the need in his eyes almost feral.
Looking down at Dave, David can't help but admire how gorgeous he looks beneath him, his skin pale and flushed with pleasure, his eyes filled with a hunger that David has never seen directed at him before.
The sight of his own cock disappearing into Dave's tight, wet heat only makes him more confident, and he starts to thrust harder, his hips slamming down with every push.
„You love it, don't you?" David's voice is a little shaky, but there's a newfound confidence in his tone. „You love how my big cock feels inside you."
„Oh, fuck, yes!" Dave whimpers, his eyes screwed shut with pleasure.
He feels his body opening up more and more with each thrust, his tight pink hole stretching around David's thick, pulsing shaft.
The feeling of fullness is indescribable, and the way David's talking to him, so sure and in control, is pushing him closer and closer to the edge.
He spreads his even legs wider, keeping one hooked around David's shoulder, silently begging for more. „Don't stop, baby. Don't ever stop.." he whispers, his voice hoarse with need.
„I won't." he promises, his own voice strained as he tries to keep his pace steady. He's never felt so...powerful before, so in charge of someone else's pleasure. It's intoxicating.
He starts to pound into Dave a little harder, watching as Dave's body responds to his every move. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, mingling with Dave's gasps and moans. „You're so tight, Dave." he says, his voice filled with amazement. „So fucking tight."
„Fuck me harder, baby!" Dave pants, his eyes flying open to meet David's. „You're so fucking huge." His voice is a mix of amazement and desperation, his hips rocking back to meet every one of David's deep, powerful thrusts. „You're stretching me so good."
„D-Dave!" David gasps, his eyes wide and glassy with pleasure. „I-it feels so good, being inside you." His voice is a whine, his hips moving faster tentatively, not wanting to go too hard, not wanting to hurt him.
Dave's eyes darken with need, his body tensing as he feels David's gentle thrusts. „Faster, baby!" he commands, his voice a low growl. „Fuck me like you own me. Like you're the king of my world."
The head of David's cock hits his prostate with each powerful stroke, sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body. „Your cock feels so good!" he moans, „Don't you dare hold back."
His cheeks aflame, David listens to Dave's commanding tone and feels his cock pulse in response. He clenches his teeth and slams into Dave with renewed vigor, his balls slapping against the older man's ass with each punishing thrust. He's never felt so alive, so powerful, his entire being focused on giving Dave what he needs.
„Ah, fuck!" David grunts, his eyes squeezed shut as he tries to keep his rhythm steady and fast.
Dave's eyes roll back in his head as David's thick cock pounds into him, each stroke hitting his prostate like a well-aimed punch. He can feel Davids balls slapping against his ass, sticky with lube, and it's driving him wild. His leg over David's shoulder strains with every thrust, his body begging for more.
„Oh, fuck, baby!" he gasps, his voice hoarse with lust. „You're so fucking good at this." He reaches down to grip his own cock, stroking it in time with David's movements.
„You're so big!" he whines, his eyes fluttering closed as he feels his orgasm building. „I can't wait to feel your cum deep inside me."
„Do you like it, Dave? Do you like how my big fat cock feels inside you?" His voice is a mix of pride and desperation, his thrusts growing more erratic as he feels himself getting closer and closer to the edge.
„Oh, fuck, Dave!" David cries out, his voice high and desperate. „It feels so good, so fucking good!" His eyes are squeezed shut tightly, his teeth gritted as he tries to keep from coming too soon. The sensation of being in control, of being the one to make Dave feel this way, is overwhelming.
„Yeah, baby.." Dave purrs, his eyes glinting with a fiery lust that David has never seen before. „You're doing so good. Fuck me harder, make me beg for it."
His hand wraps around his own cock, stroking it in a furious rhythm. „I want to feel you come deep inside me, fill me up like the slut I am."
With a whimper, David's hips pick up speed, his cock sliding in and out of Dave's tight hole with an ease that surprises him.
He watches as Dave's pink lips part, his tongue darting out to lick the beads of sweat forming on his top lip. The sight of him, so lost in pleasure, only fuels David's own desire.
„Oh, Dave," he whispers, his voice thick with need. „You're so fucking hot like this."
„You're doing such a good job, baby.." Dave purrs, his eyes locked onto David's face. His hand is moving faster on his own cock, the wet sounds of his strokes echoing through the room. „Fuck, I knew you'd feel amazing. So thick, so hard."
„Ah, Dave, it feels so good," David whimpers, his eyes fluttering as he tries to keep his rhythm steady. The way Dave's talking to him, the way his body feels around his cock, it's all so new, so intense. „It's so tight, so good." His voice is strained, his body shaking with the effort of holding back his own climax.
„You're doing so good, baby," Dave says, his voice a seductive growl. „Keep going, just like that. Make me your bitch!" His eyes are half-closed, his breaths coming in short, sharp gasps.
„Call me your bitch, David. Tell me how much you love fucking me me with that big, beautiful cock."
„You're... you're such a... a slut... for me, Dave" David's voice is a mix of awe and arousal, his eyes wide with the newfound power of his words. He tries to keep his voice steady, but it's getting harder with every stroke. His cock feels like it's going to burst any second.
„Ah, fuck, Dave!" David gasps, his voice strained as he tries to keep his own orgasm at bay. The way Dave's body responds to him, the way he begs for it, it's like nothing he's ever experienced. He can feel his balls tightening, his cock swelling with every deep thrust into Dave's eager ass.
„You're... you're so fucking good for me, baby," David says, his voice a desperate whine. „You're taking it all, aren't you? My big, thick cock."
„Fuck, yes!" Dave groans, his hand moving faster on his own cock. „So good, David. So... fucking... good." His eyes are glazed over with lust, his hips bucking up to meet every one of David's powerful strokes. He's never felt so alive, so wanted.
„You're going to make me come, baby.." Dave whispers, his voice tight with anticipation. „You're going to make me your bitch."
„Y-yes, Dave!" David stammers, his voice filled with a nervous excitement. He's never talked like this before, never claimed someone so confidently. „You're... you're my bitch.." he says, his voice shaking as he tries to keep up the pace.
„That's it, baby." Dave's voice is a low, needy purr, his eyes snapping open to meet David's. „Keep calling me that. Tell me how much you love fucking your bitch."
His hand tightens on his cock, stroking himself harder as David's thick length continues to plunge into him, stretching him to his limits.
„I-I love fucking you, Dave!" David whines, his voice high-pitched with pleasure. „Your ass feels so good around me, so warm, so tight."
His eyes are glued to the sight of his cock disappearing into Dave's body, the way the older man's body responds to every single thrust. He can feel the tension in Dave's body, the way his muscles clench around him, and it only makes him want to push deeper, harder.
„That's it, Sweetheart.." Dave says, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He loves how David is now openly expressing his desires, using words he's never heard from him before.
„Fuck me harder, tell me how much you love my tight, little ass." His grin widens as he watches David's eyes glaze over with lust. He's corrupted him, turned him into a creature of desire just like him, and it's the hottest thing he's ever seen. „I'm all yours, David. Fill me up, make me your bitch."
„I love fucking you, Dave!" David says again, his voice a mix of awe and need. „Your ass is so... perfect!" he gasps, his eyes locked on the spot where their bodies connect.
He can feel himself getting closer, his hips jerking with the force of his thrusts.
„Oh, fuck, David!" Dave moans, his voice a symphony of pleasure. His body tenses as David's cock hits just the right spot inside him.
„Fuck, I'm so close, baby.." Dave says, his voice trembling. He grips the couch cushions with his free hand, his knuckles white. „Fuck me harder, fill me up, please."
„Ahh, yes, Dave!" David whimpers, his voice strained as he tries to keep his own orgasm at bay. He leans into it, pushing deeper and harder into Dave's ass, his own hips moving almost of their own accord.
„Fuck me, baby," Dave says, his voice tight with pleasure. „You're so fucking big. You're going to make me come, aren't you?" His eyes are glazed over, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. He can feel it building, the pressure in his balls, the heat in his cock.
„Y-yes, Dave." David whines, his voice shaking as he tries to keep the rhythm of his thrusts. He watches as Dave's body responds to him, the way his cock slides in and out of that tight, pink hole.
„I'll make you come, I promise." His eyes are glued to the sight of his own cock disappearing into Dave's body, the way Dave's asshole clenches around him.
„Fuck, baby, I'm so close!" Dave pants, his eyes squeezed shut tightly. „Fuck me harder, just like that." His voice is a whine, his body begging for release. He feels David's cock hit his prostate with every stroke, sending bolts of pleasure through his body.
„You're so big.." he whispers, his voice filled with amazement and lust. „You're going to make me come so hard."
„Oh, Dave, I'm gonna make you come." he says, his voice shaking with excitement. He leans down, pressing his chest against Dave's, his cock driving into him with more force.
„You're going to scream my name, aren't you?" David asks, his voice a desperate whine. He can feel his own climax building, but he wants to make sure Dave gets there first.
„Fuck, yes, David," Dave whispers, his eyes rolling back in his head. „Keep fucking me like that. Don't stop. Don't you dare fucking stop." His nails dig into the couch cushions, his hips bucking up to meet David's thrusts. „I'm going to come, baby. I'm going to come all over you."
„Ahh, fuck, David!" he cries out as his orgasm hits him like a freight train. His body tenses, his back arching off the couch, and his toes curling in ecstasy. His cock spurts thick ropes of cum onto his stomach, his hips jerking wildly. „Yes, baby, yes!"
„D-Dave.." David gasps, watching as Dave's body shakes with pleasure beneath him. He feels like he's in a trance, his own orgasm building as he watches Dave's face contort with ecstasy. „You're... you're so beautiful." he says, his voice filled with awe.
„Keep going, baby." Dave purrs, his eyes snapping open to meet David's. „I'm not done with you yet." His voice is thick with need, his breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. „I want you to fill me up."
„Oh, fuck, Dave.." David whimpers, his voice tight with restraint. He feels Dave's muscles tighten around his cock, the grip like a vise, and it sends him spiraling over the edge. With a strangled cry, he starts to come, his hips jerking erratically as rope after rope of hot cum fills Dave's ass. "It feels so good," he whispers, his voice barely audible amidst the sound of their panting breaths.
„Fuck, David," Dave says, his voice a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction as he collapses back onto the couch, his body slick with sweat.
He looks up at David, who is still standing between his legs, his cock slowly softening inside him. „That was... fucking incredible..“ he says, his eyes half-closed. „You're such a natural."
David's knees buckle and he leans over Dave, his body trembling with the aftershocks of his powerful orgasm.
„W-was I okay?" David's voice is a tremble, his legs shaking slightly. He looks down at where they're still connected, his cock still buried deep inside Dave. „I've never felt like this before."
Dave opened one eye, slow and lazy, gaze dragging up the flushed lines of David's body. That sweet face, red and worried. He smirked, voice rough and hoarse. „Yeah, baby... You did so well for me."
David whimpered, shifting like he didn't know if he should move or stay. When he pulled out, Dave let out a breathless sound and felt the warm spill of cum dripping down his thighs, leaking out slow and obscene.
„Good boy..“ Dave murmured, eyes slipping closed for a moment. „Making me into your fuckin' cockslut."
David's face turned scarlet. His fingers twitched like he might touch, then curled back in, hovering. „I—I didn't hurt you, did I? You're okay?"
Dave chuckled softly, then winced as he stretched his legs. „I'm sore as hell, Junior. But if you hadn't made me sore, I'd be insulted."
David bit his lip, still looking unsure. „I just... I didn't know if it was too much. Or not enough."
Dave's gaze softened, just barely. He reached for him, tugged David down onto the couch beside him. Their skin stuck together in places, sweat and mess and warmth. Dave's hand curled around the back of David's neck, pulling him close enough to press their foreheads together.
„You did everything right," he said, voice low. „You fucked me like I told you to. That big, stupid cock—knew I'd love it. Knew it'd ruin me."
David let out a shaky laugh, eyes wide and glassy. His cheeks were still burning, but a hint of pride flickered behind the bashfulness.
„I didn't think I could do it like that..."
Dave just hummed, thumb brushing along David's jaw. „Told you to listen. Feels good when you do."
He kissed him—slow, messy, lazy. Then leaned back, eyes fluttering shut as his body melted into the cushions.
„You're never getting fucked again..“ he mumbled. „That dick's mine now."
David smiled, finally letting himself relax, fingers drawing slow, comforting circles into Dave's back.
„...I liked it too..“ he whispered.
Dave just let out a low sound of agreement, half-asleep already, his body warm and satisfied, stretched open and still tingling with the memory of David's cock inside him.
He'd waited for this. And it was worth every second.