[ The sudden loss of Bruce inside him has Barry whine when the man pulls out, hand reaching out to brace himself on on the bed. He'd felt so full and stretched and good and now, he doesn't. He wonders if it's because of Bruce or if it just always feels that way after but, either way, he finds himself rocking back with his hips for a moment before glances over his shoulder and catches sight of Bruce peeling that condom off.
Four times coming in one night — he's tired — even with the sort of hyper metabolism that he has. Yet even with (finally) feeling a little more sluggish, he still finds himself wanting what he had asked of Bruce earlier and it's why he shifts about when Bruce asks him to come... again. Differently this time.
Twisting around, fingers reach out for that cock he's become so well acquainted with tonight and he strokes it with a hum on his lips, lazy brown eyes looking up to Bruce as he does. Rather than say anything, he wraps those shiny lips around the head of that cock and sucks with an eagerness that's wet and lewd. It doesn't take him long before he's sliding those lips down that cock and taking him into his mouth just like he'd done on the couch earlier. Quicker. Harder. Cheeks hollowed as he sucks on the very cock that had just been inside his ass a few moments ago. Fingers press at the base of his shaft, holding Bruce there as he fucks his mouth on that cock with slutty little sounds, slurping and drooling saliva all over him as he tries to get Bruce to give in and give him what he wants.
Flicking his gaze up to the man as he does, he pleads with him through those soft brown eyes. Mouth stretched, pinpricks of water at the edges of his eyes with how much he keeps taking in. Tell him he feels good, Bruce, and give him all your cum for being so good. ]
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Four times coming in one night — he's tired — even with the sort of hyper metabolism that he has. Yet even with (finally) feeling a little more sluggish, he still finds himself wanting what he had asked of Bruce earlier and it's why he shifts about when Bruce asks him to come... again. Differently this time.
Twisting around, fingers reach out for that cock he's become so well acquainted with tonight and he strokes it with a hum on his lips, lazy brown eyes looking up to Bruce as he does. Rather than say anything, he wraps those shiny lips around the head of that cock and sucks with an eagerness that's wet and lewd. It doesn't take him long before he's sliding those lips down that cock and taking him into his mouth just like he'd done on the couch earlier. Quicker. Harder. Cheeks hollowed as he sucks on the very cock that had just been inside his ass a few moments ago. Fingers press at the base of his shaft, holding Bruce there as he fucks his mouth on that cock with slutty little sounds, slurping and drooling saliva all over him as he tries to get Bruce to give in and give him what he wants.
Flicking his gaze up to the man as he does, he pleads with him through those soft brown eyes. Mouth stretched, pinpricks of water at the edges of his eyes with how much he keeps taking in. Tell him he feels good, Bruce, and give him all your cum for being so good. ]