Se connecterDr. Webb stood up and looked down at the mess. Leo was sprawled across the chair, completely wrecked. His chest was covered in his own cum, his hole was puffy and leaking the doctor's load, his hair was a mess, and his eyes were glazed with satisfaction. He looked absolutely ruined. He looked perfec
Leo scrambled to flip over. He lay on his back across the wide arm of the chair, his head hanging off the seat side, his legs wrapped around the doctor's thick waist. Dr. Webb stepped forward and lined up his cock again. He grabbed Leo's ankles and pushed them up toward the boy's shoulders, folding
Dr. Webb did not warn him. He did not go slow. He drove his hips forward in one long, powerful, relentless thrust, burying every inch of his massive cock deep inside Leo's body. His heavy, hairy balls slapped against Leo's ass. The sound was loud and wet and obscene in the quiet therapy office.Leo'
"You are so tight," Dr. Webb murmured against his skin. He pushed his thumb deeper, feeling the boy's walls clench around the digit. "I am going to open you up, Leo. I am going to stretch this tight little hole until it is ready to take my cock. And then I am going to fuck you over this chair until
"You can put it in your mouth," the doctor said. He stepped forward, his cock hovering inches from Leo's face. "Open wide."Leo opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. He leaned forward and licked a long, slow stripe from the base of the shaft to the leaking tip. The taste was salty and musky, pu
Dr. Webb's hands slid from Leo's shoulders down to his waist. His thick, warm fingers gripped the hem of Leo's white t-shirt and pulled it up slowly, deliberately, his knuckles dragging against the boy's bare stomach. The contact sent a violent shiver through Leo's body. The doctor pulled the shirt
I held my breath, my eyes pressed to the slats in the door. My cock was throbbing, a painful, insistent beat. This was it. The research. The raw, unfiltered data. I unbuckled my jeans, pulling my own aching cock out. I was so hard it was almost purple, the tip already leaking pre-cum. I started to s
I heard the sound of a foil packet being torn open. A condom. Of course. A moment of disappointment pricked at me, but it was quickly replaced by anticipation. But then, I heard something else. The sound of the foil packet being tossed into the trash.My heart stopped. “What are you doing?” I asked,
My biggest problem wasn’t writer’s block. It was a terminal, throbbing case of blue balls, and the only cure was Damian.I could write a thousand words about the slick heat of skin on skin, the guttural sounds a man makes when he’s about to come, the exact way a cock pulses in your hand. My anonymou
I let out a strangled cry, my back arching as I took the full length of him. He was so big, so unforgivingly solid, that my vision blurred for a second. He stayed there, buried deep inside me, letting me adjust to the invasion."My god," he breathed into my ear, his chest heaving against my back. "Y







