Four more packets of homemade ‘roids hit the floor as The_**** pinned Bruce Bear to the wall, their tongues battling for dominance. Bruce’s arms were suspended in the air as The_**** moved down the hairier man’s neck, nipping at the flesh lightly as his tongue would then glide over the reddening area. Sliding a hand down, The_**** slipped it into the waistline of the boy’s pants, smirking at the surprised gasp as he began working with the belt. “You’re really cute when you blush…” Managing to get rid of the belt, he slipped his hand into Alex’s pants, taking the limp flesh into his grasp.

Crying out with a dark blush across his face Bruce arched his back, giving a loud moan as The_**** began moving his hand. Pulling away, The_**** picked up Bruce bridal style, dumping him on the bed, and then locking the door in one swift motion. Crawling on top of the blushing man, he smirked again.

Unbumoning the man’s pants and lowering the zipper The_**** once again grasped Bruce’s hardening member. “Getting excited are we? I barely touched you…” Pumping his hand, he continued biting and sucking the other man’s neck, using his free hand to strip Bruce of his shirt.

Alex was clearly frustrated, squirming and moaning with his hands balled into fists around the sheets. “Oh th-th-thweetie p-please…” he begged, arching his back

“WHAT THE **** DOES A woman's genitals RAG LIKE YOU WANT?” The_**** asked with fake innocence, removing both hands and placing them on Bruce’s chest. “What do you want me to do?” Whimpering from the lack of contact, Bruce stared at him eyes full of want and need. “P-please…touch me…”

“Hmm? But I am touching you!” to prove his point, The_**** moved his hands on the boy’s chest

“Oh thweetie…Lower…”

“Here?” he kissed his sides, placing his hands on the bed to help him move lower. “Or maybe here?” his tongued danced over Bruce’s naval moving down into the pit. “Or do you mean…” he stripped away the pants, his mouth hovering over Bruce’s stiff member “…here?” He breathed out the word, his breath causing the member to twitch.

Bruce moaned loudly trying to thrust up to The_****’s warm mouth. “Oh, GOD YETH THWEETIE PLEASE DO IT! PLEASE!” He thrusted his hips up, but was stopped by The_****’s hands on his hips.

Finally believing that Bruce was teased enough The_**** took the hot, throbbing flesh into his mouth. It was better than he imagined. Keeping a firm grip on Bruce’s hips The_**** took to pleasuring him. Taking long slow sucks and letting his tongue run along the length and the base. Despite Bruce’s arousing please for him not to stop The_**** moved away and began stripping himself. Wit that finished, he placed 3 fingers inside Bruce’s mouth “Suck.”

He was so close he could feel the pressure building up inside of him. Bu nonetheless he obeyed, coating the fingers with saliva. The_**** pulled them out and slipped one into Bruce’s entrance, kissing his neck. After some time he added the second, then finally, the third. When Bruce was ready Steven positioned his weeping male reproductive organ to the stretched opening. With one final comforting kiss, he pushed in.

Alex bit his lip in ecstasy and rocked his hips, “M-move”

Smiling lightly The_**** pulled back then pushed roughly back in groaning at the tight, hot feeling. He soon set a fast and hard pace, Bruce’s moans almost drowning out his cursing and moans. Reaching down between Bruce’s legs he grabbed his male reproductive organ once more, pumping it in time with his thrusting.

Alex’s moans and cries reached a desperate tone as he came all over the sheets and The_****’s hand as he came arching his back in bliss. Soon, he felt The_****’s body tense over him great times was released into his bum. Bruce felt almost sad as The_**** fell out but he suddenly became so tired he fell asleep within the minute. The last thing he saw was The_**** licking his great times off of his fingers.

Shining brightly through the open window, the sun’s rays lightly caressed The_****’s face, beckoning him to awake. Sitting up, he groaned, his head in his hands, “Damn… those ‘roids keep getting stronger.” As he began to move a pair of hairy arms impaired his movement. Memories of last night came flooding back as he glanced down at Bruce. Steven bent over and kissed his head then said, “WAKE THE **** UP. I GOTTA **** LIKE A RACEHORSE.”

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