[In retrospect, he shouldn't have been embarrassed for his monstrous display back in October when he all but took the other in a feral desperation upon seeing the other no longer in stone. Not when Pinocchio had immediately came to him upon them properly checked in.
Especially because Pinocchio has him folded in half and absolutely reminding him that their physicalities are really quite unmatched. He really was not going to compare to their strength and stamina. And, frankly, he can't complain.
There's nothing more satisfying than the ache and burn of being split open, plowed over and over with reckless abandon. Toes curl in the air and he fists the sheets tightly in some desperation to keep himself grounded from the mounting pleasure taking over his body. Sweat runs and drool drips from his chin as Pinocchio doesn't relent on their need to fill him. To make him feel their cock practically in his throat. Moans flow from his lips like water, his gaze barely focused as the other rocks in and out of his needy hole.]
P-Pino-! S-Sunshine... [He can barely choke out any words, the strength of Pinocchio's thrusts making it hard to get his thoughts together.] I'm not going to last much longer like this.
[Not that this is a problem. He's pretty sure that was the smaller man's aim in the first place.]
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Especially because Pinocchio has him folded in half and absolutely reminding him that their physicalities are really quite unmatched. He really was not going to compare to their strength and stamina. And, frankly, he can't complain.
There's nothing more satisfying than the ache and burn of being split open, plowed over and over with reckless abandon. Toes curl in the air and he fists the sheets tightly in some desperation to keep himself grounded from the mounting pleasure taking over his body. Sweat runs and drool drips from his chin as Pinocchio doesn't relent on their need to fill him. To make him feel their cock practically in his throat. Moans flow from his lips like water, his gaze barely focused as the other rocks in and out of his needy hole.]
P-Pino-! S-Sunshine... [He can barely choke out any words, the strength of Pinocchio's thrusts making it hard to get his thoughts together.] I'm not going to last much longer like this.
[Not that this is a problem. He's pretty sure that was the smaller man's aim in the first place.]