[ For as quick as he's capable of being with everything, Barry appreciates the slow of this moment, both to adjust in how it feels to be so full and stretched, and in being able to savor this moment of his first time with another man. A man who he has a hopeless crush on. Honestly, who better to lose some sort of virginity to? Bruce might hmm about that, but. To Barry, this is what he wants. This is who he wants. No one else. This is, as Bruce feels, perfect.
The way Bruce takes his time in getting him used to how it feels to be fed his cock is appreciated — sweet? The man could push him down and fuck him relentlessly into the mattress and Barry would let him if it meant they'd both feel good. The amount of trust he has for the man is rather large when it comes to people in Barry's life and while he may not have the full experience with being dicked down by another man, this feels right to him. The way Bruce handles him and this moment feels right and he's so appreciative of it and of him.
Catching (deeper) feelings for a man with his cock in your ass is probably not the best time to decide to do so, but. Barry is always Barry.
Again, his head drops between his shoulders, fingers twisting in the sheets beneath him. Bruce feels so big inside him that he almost wonders how he was able to take any of this in his mouth to begin with. Or maybe this is the Final Boss and he's only now seen his True Form in size now that they're actually fucking and all. Nerdy thoughts that quickly zip through his head before he's back to staring down at the sheets he so tightly grips.
Swallowing, he makes a soft sound of acknowledgment of those hips rocking against him as they do and he presses back against the other man, nice and slow, encouraging him that this is what he wants. ]
Good... [ He breathes out, a whine on his lips. ] You're so good.
[ Offering the praise, he cants his head to the side, before he chuckles a little to himself, pushing back again against those hips and onto that cock. ]
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The way Bruce takes his time in getting him used to how it feels to be fed his cock is appreciated — sweet? The man could push him down and fuck him relentlessly into the mattress and Barry would let him if it meant they'd both feel good. The amount of trust he has for the man is rather large when it comes to people in Barry's life and while he may not have the full experience with being dicked down by another man, this feels right to him. The way Bruce handles him and this moment feels right and he's so appreciative of it and of him.
Catching (deeper) feelings for a man with his cock in your ass is probably not the best time to decide to do so, but. Barry is always Barry.
Again, his head drops between his shoulders, fingers twisting in the sheets beneath him. Bruce feels so big inside him that he almost wonders how he was able to take any of this in his mouth to begin with. Or maybe this is the Final Boss and he's only now seen his True Form in size now that they're actually fucking and all. Nerdy thoughts that quickly zip through his head before he's back to staring down at the sheets he so tightly grips.
Swallowing, he makes a soft sound of acknowledgment of those hips rocking against him as they do and he presses back against the other man, nice and slow, encouraging him that this is what he wants. ]
Good... [ He breathes out, a whine on his lips. ] You're so good.
[ Offering the praise, he cants his head to the side, before he chuckles a little to himself, pushing back again against those hips and onto that cock. ]
Fuck me, Bruce. I wanna be fucked by you.