Erotic short. A young man sits back on a wolfman’s cock.
500w. Cumflation, knotting, teasing, belly bulging. Rated E, trans M/cis M.
Sam groans and leans back into Balda’s hands as they cup and squeeze at his chest, his thumbs pressing and massaging into the muscle around his breast, flicking over his nipples. Sam is sitting back on his cock and can feel the weight and warmth of Balda’s belly against his lower back, feel all the hair on his body, and Balda’s knot is tied just inside his asshole, and it’s so big, it’s so big, and it feels so— So fucking solid.
Sam doesn’t know how long he’s been riding him for, Balda’s knees keeping Sam’s spread so that he’s settled right down on him, and Balda rocks his hips almost lazily up and against Sam’s arse cheeks, and fuck, fuck, Sam can feel all the come pumping up and into his belly, right into his fucking womb, and he can see himself swelling, see his belly bulging.
He’s fucking needed this.
He’s needed this instead of Alfa in his ear telling him what a fuck-up he is and how he’s not doing enough for the team, as if he isn’t doing as much as anybody else is, as if he isn’t hauling ass through every other fucking dungeon.
He’s needed a good fuck, needed to relax, and this is a nice way to do it, speared on a wolfman’s cock and feeling him pierce him right open and pump him so full of come that he can feel it sloshing and bubbling deep inside him, can see the paunch to his belly, can feel how fucking hot it is. His cunt is spread so wide it aches, and he groans as Balda squeezes his tits and thumbs over his nipples a few more times, strumming them back and forth as he keeps rolling his hips up and into him, leaving Sam’s belly jiggling a little with how fucking full it is.
“Good boy,” Balda purrs in his ear. “That’s it, just let me fill you up the way I know you need, the way I know you want, the way you crave. Greedy little pussy you have, desperate for a dog cock to fill it up.”
“You’re turning me off with all your blabbering,” Sam lies, and Balda laughs and takes a handful of his come-fat belly, pulling it up so that he can reach under it and play with Sam’s cock, and Sam groans, thrusting into Balda’s thumb even though it makes his swollen belly ache, even though it hurts a little, makes him fucking bubble like a brewing kettle.
Balda bites his neck, underneath his ear, and Sam whines as he comes, and it makes him feel like he’s gonna pull all the come up and into him, the inside of his cunt fluttering and squeezing around the prick inside him, and Gods, it fucking hurts as he squeezes around the big fist-sized lump of knot spreading him open.
“Good boy,” Balda says, and squeezes his belly, shakes a little, and Sam groans and tips further back against him for more.
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