Sex , lust , humiliate

01:17 Adrian_Vale: That night, after I left the dojo, I couldn’t stop replaying it — the taste of his sweat, the weight of his foot, the way he dismissed me like it meant nothing. Rage and shame burned in my chest for days. I avoided the usual training hours. Three weeks passed before I could bring myself to step back onto the mat and now after three weeks of avoiding this moment. And when it finally happened, that was all I received. A glance. only for a brief fucking moment, irritation rose sharply within me. My jaw tightened, and I felt the familiar urge to react—to challenge, to demand acknowledgment.Then the thought settled in. Perhaps I had not earned more than that. I did not like the conclusion, but I did not reject it either.Without another look, I turned toward the lockers, changed into my gi, and stepped back onto the mat.

01:26 Jacob_Marino: You blended back into the group with ease. Your GI was clean, your blue belt tied firmly, your posture controlled. At a surface level, there was nothing remarkable. But I knew better. As I continued instructing, my attention passed over you occasionally. I did not linger, but I observed enough. There was a difference.Subtle, but undeniable.

01:28 Adrian_Vale: The routine continued—stretching, warm-ups, controlled breathing. My body moved through it without issue, but my mind remained unsettled.Every time you passed near me, I felt it.It was not intimidation, nor was it pressure. It was awareness. As if I were being evaluated without a single word spoken. And somehow, that unsettled me more than direct criticism ever could.

01:35 Jacob_Marino: I walked between the lines as the students performed their kata, correcting small errors, adjusting posture where necessary. When I reached you, I did not stop. I did not correct you. You did not need it.

01:36 Adrian_Vale: You said nothing.That silence carried more weight than any correction. For a brief moment, my focus wavered, but I regained it quickly.I completed the kata cleanly. Still, I knew you had seen everything.

01:48 Jacob_Marino: After the lower ranks finished their performance it was for the black belts to present their Kata not only to the sensei but as an inspiration to everyone. Just me and Adam, the sensei told us to perform the Kanku Sho, we bowed down and started our performance, each hit, each jump, each step synchronised, each movement coordinated, there was no mistake, everything was perfect.

01:56 Adrian_Vale: When you stepped forward, the atmosphere shifted. To most, it was simply a demonstration of high-level technique. To me, it was something more. You did not perform the kata. You existed within the Kanku Sho kata. Every movement was precise, deliberate, and necessary. Nothing was forced, and nothing was wasted. Right from the Moro-ashi-dachi till the end, even the sound of the friction of the canvases of the GI uniform was so intense for a moment, I found myself holding my breath. You were perfect! Ferocity where needed, grace where required. The performance was like a dance! Adam’s performance wasn’t even close to yours, to everyone else watching it they only saw two black belts in sync! But to my eyes and perhaps to others who understood the heart of the kata, it was clear you were a tad bit better than Adam. We were in awe of the performance. After it was done, I woke up from the trance after I saw sensei leave early. He handed the class over to the two black belts and the keys to you. Perhaps he understood that the perfection you achieved was not by luck but by sheer hard work. Staying late until everyone left, working hard.

01:59 Jacob_Marino: The sensei came over and talked to both me and Adam, he gave us both a few instructions which would improve our fighting skills. We both listened carefully. He handed me the keys and told me to close everything up afterwards. The sensei bowed down and ended the class, the first to leave were the white and yellow belts. Along with a few of the reds. A handful stayed back, these were the ones who practiced on their skills or socialised. Adam had to leave early so he left me all alone. Without a sparring partner I walked to the weapons section and started practicing with the bo stick. After almost an hour and half I stopped and yanked off my GI top. I take a break to rehydrate myself.

02:02 Adrian_Vale: I saw that Adam had to leave early today, I was about to ask if you were available for a sparring session but before I could approach you, you turned around and walked over to the weapons section to practice on your own. I watched you, while you were practicing with the Bo stick. I stood at the periphery for a while with my arms crossed across my chest, watching and learning. You made everything look so effortless. When one of my regular sparring partners, Sam, asked me to pair up with him I agreed. Sam was a brown belt 1dan, his skills were great. We squared off against each other and took our stances ready to fight. Almost everyone present surrounded us, we all knew that you hated being watched while you practiced

02:04 Jacob_Marino: While taking a few sips of water I noticed that a small group had gathered around watching a match. I walked over to make sure that it was respectful and clean instead of a skirmish or a brawl. When I reached the group, Dan saw me and stepped to the side. He was a brown belt 3rd dan, and a regular sparring partner. He briefed me about the match, it’s between Sam and Adrian. Sam is a good fighter but not as good as Adrian. I watched their stances carefully, I chuckled. I know what’s going to happen next.

02:08 Adrian_Vale: I take a deep breath and exhale, the sounds around me are shut off. I patiently wait for Sam to make his move. He steps in first too quickly, pushes off his rear leg and fires a sharp jab toward my face, extending it fast, trying to establish rhythm before I do.I parry cleanly with my right hand, redirecting the jab outward without breaking stance. I don't counter immediately, instead I wait. He gets faster but not cleaner. I can feel it—he’s trying to take control early. So I don’t rush. I step slightly off-line letting him come. He follows the jab with a right cross, rotating his hips harder than necessary, committing to the strike to force me back.I slips just off the centre line, the punch passing by my shoulder. I step inside the line of the strike. I close distance immediately, stepping in chest-to-chest before he can reset, my lead foot planting deep between his stance. I don’t strike, instead I clinch. He tries to widen his base, dropping his hips to stabilize, But my feet are set properly.I secure inside control one arm threading under his, the other pressing across his shoulder and instead of rushing the turn, I settle first. Weight, position and then I step behind his leg. His balance shifts before he can correct it, his weight moving onto one leg without support. He tries to widen his stance but he’s already off. He goes down, not violently, but cleanly. I follow him down immediately, lowering my hips, spreading my base wide, forearm settling across his chest with the same precision, I’m not rushing it, I secure him with control and authority.

02:10 Jacob_Marino: I had already anticipated the outcome. Not the exact movement, but the intent behind it.You had improved. There was more control now. Less ego. But it was not complete. While others reacted, I observed. Then I turned away. There was nothing more to see for now. I went over to the rack to replace the bo staff, I sat at the centre of the mat cross legged meditating and working on my breath, i can hear everyone is slowly leaving the dojo

02:17 Adrian_Vale: Everyone applauds after we stand and bow down, ending the bout, but my eyes move around searching for you. I look around and see that you’re on the mat meditating, a deep sadness fills my heart, after I realised that you didn't see me perform. As everyone starts to leave, I stay back for a while, I strip off my GI top and start my post work out stretching routine trying to catch your attention but after a while i realise that i need to leave. I walked to the locker room, it was quiet.Most of the others had already left. I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my belt, though it did not need adjusting.My thoughts replayed the sparring session in detail. Every movement. Every hesitation. Every correction. “Not enough,” I said quietly to myself. Because it wasn’t.

02:22 Jacob_Marino: During my meditation session my thoughts are about you, I try to push them out of mind. When they start to make me uncomfortable, I walk over to the toilet and stand in front of the mirror, I wash my face with cold water. I wet my fingers and run them through my hair, blinking my eyes, as I look into the mirror. It felt like only yesterday, me watching the raising firestorm of our dojo on his knees kissing and dragging his tongue over my feet. I walk out of the toilet and enter the locker room to change. That's when I see you admiring yourself in the mirror. I pause at the edge of the toilet leaning against a wall, not making a sound at first. The place is quiet—too quiet for this time of night. Most of them are already gone. They train, they leave. But not you. you stand in front of the mirror like you're still on the mat. Shoulders tight. Breathing controlled, but not settled. Hands at your belt, like you're anchoring yourself to something. Or trying to. I take a step forward. Then another, but you don't turn.

02:57 Adrian_Vale: You’re here, I didn’t hear the door. Didn’t hear your footsteps, until i saw your reflection in the mirror standing behind me, either you were a master of stealth mode or maybe I was too much immersed in your thoughts, or maybe i fucking manifested you and you were not there in reality. But I feel it. That shift in the air. The weight behind me. The way my body goes alert before my mind catches up, this is very much real, I forget to breathe, feeling like a fawn who saw the tiger too late and now doesn't know what to do. I don’t turn. My fingers tighten slightly against the belt, but I keep my eyes forward—locked on the mirror. And there you are, staring back at me. Not at the back of my head or to the side of my face but directly into my eyes. Fuck you’re so close, that i can feel the heat of your body against mine, your breath over my neck, controlled and measured. So fucking steady that it makes me slightly unsettled. This is too close, my heartbeat picks up, just enough that I notice it. Damn it, I try hard not to react but it’s impossible not to be aware of you. The stillness. The presence. It’s the same as on the mat—no wasted movement, no unnecessary noise, Just… there, watching, observing, reading. I swallow, subtle, hoping it doesn’t show. What did you think of me today? The question presses in, louder now that you’re actually here, within reach of an answer I’m not sure I want. When your eyes glide down they lock to my blue belt, then they glide up and lock once again onto my eyes. My fingers tighten slightly against the belt firmly, I can feel the edges of the belt changing shape from the pressure of my grip. My shoulders straighten on instinct. Not defensively—just… aware. Like I’m being adjusted without you even touching me. Fuck this silence between us is so thick, say something… fuck ….no don’t. If I speak, it breaks whatever this is. And somehow that feels worse. So I hold it. And I look at you through the mirror.

03:05 Jacob_Marino: The room is silent. No movement. No words. Just the reflection, both of us locked in the same frame, neither willing to break first.I stand behind you, steady, unreadable. My big muscular body is like an unshakable presence. I lean forward slightly after a few minutes asserting my dominance over you, my face stoic and calm. Eyes steady, i want to see if you’er the same adrian who is defiant as fuck towards authority. You face forward, tension coiled just beneath the surface, There’s something unspoken there—something sharp and electric, like the moment before a strike lands. Not hostility. Not exactly recognition or maybe a challenge. There it is that spark of defiance still in your eyes as they meet mine in the reflection of the mirror. Something unfinished stretching tight between them. I can feel your jaw shift slightly, like you’re about to say something, maybe a rude comeback but you don't. I didn't move either. Seconds pass, Or longer, It’s hard to tell. The weight of it builds—thick, pressing—until it becomes too much to just stand in. My nostrils flare as I breathe in, my bulge throbs as I smell your scent…so close, so sexy, earthy, woody!

03:16 Adrian_Vale: Don’t look at him. Just—Don’t. I keep telling myself repeatedly, My eyes drop before I even realize I’ve made the choice. The mirror disappears. Your reflection with it, my eyes glide over my own body and station down to my blue belt. Scenes of our previous match flashing across my head. I was outclassed. I will be outclassed. My hands loosen at my sides, fingers uncurling the edges of my blue belt slowly like I’m letting something go or maybe admitting I never had it to begin with. My shoulders settle, not defeated, just… still. I can feel you behind me, your presence is heavy, strong and unmoving like a massive oak tree against which I want to lean on, fuck you haven’t moved and inch, of course you haven’t. You don't need to. I swallow, breath steadying, chest rising slower now, this isn’t losing, it’s something else. Something deeper, it’s acknowledgement. The word sits there, uncomfortable—but right. Because I know. I know the gap.I felt it on that night. In every exchange, you were holding back. The taste of your feet still lingering on my tongue, the pressure of those big warm feet over my chest controlling my breath!. I tilt my head slightly forward, chin dipping—not forced, not formal—but it happens anyway. “I see it,” I think, though I don’t say it…I see it ... .I see the difference, and for the first time. I don’t fight it, my mind torn between my desire to drop down to my knees and drag my tongue over your feet, or to walk away with my dignity. I am not sure what you want...fuck i am not even sure what I fucking want, that's when i feel it. a throb of my cock against my bulge, a spasm running from my taint up to the tip of my cock forcing my precum out. It makes me feel weak! It makes me feel conscious! it makes me feel submissive to you

03:27 Jacob_Marino: There it is. You don't chase it this time. Don't look for me in the mirror. Don't force something into the silence. You hold it. Understand it. My eyes drop—not fully, just enough to see the shift in your posture, the way your hands settle at your sides. No tremor. No collapse. Control. Finally, I can see that you've accepted it. Respecting your acknowledgement of my rank and dominance I move, barely enough to clear the line in front of you, giving you space to leave. I watch silently to see what you do with this, do you slip out of this predicament or do you continue to be defiant and stand your ground. There is only silence between us long drawn silence which would be counted as offensive to some

03:35 Adrian_Vale: I hold my breath and don’t look up. Every single thought in my mind is telling me to retaliate to be defiant but that one part of my mind reminds me how I was outclassed by you. My eyes stay on the knot of the belt, even as I feel you shift—just slightly. It’s subtle. Anyone else wouldn’t notice it. But I do, your masculine presence, the aura and authority that you exert, that your muscular frame commands makes me want to just drop down to my knees and worship those feet. But you move. Not forward, Not closer…Aside! A permit to leave this confrontation. A path for me. My fingers flex once at my sides, then settle again. Controlled. ‘Don’t rush it. Don’t turn this into something it’s not. This isn’t a challenge. Not anymore.’ I tell this to myself, calming my nerves. I inhale slowly, steadying the last bit of noise in my chest. The urge to look—to check your face, to understand what that movement means—pulls at me. I push it back. Because I already know. It’s not permission. It’s not a dismissal. It’s…acknowledgment. Equal, but not the same. My jaw tightens just slightly. That’s enough, I step backward's. close enough to feel the tip of your nipple crease against my back. Closer than before—closer than I’ve ever been without striking. For a fraction of a second, the space between us narrows to nothing, Heat, Presence. Weight. I don’t look up. I don’t need to. I pass you and keep walking.

03:45 Jacob_Marino: You noticed it, of course you did. you notice everything now. That’s the difference. Before, you would’ve taken this as a challenge. A test. Something to push against. Now you accept it. Not submission. Recognition. I watch you step backward, the feel of your wet warm skin over the tip of my nipples makes my bulge grow, I feel the air change as you pass through the space I opened. you don't look at me, without hesitating you pass. For a moment, you're close enough that I can hear your breath, steady and measured. Not the same as before. You're learning. I don’t turn as you pass. Don’t follow you. Don’t stop you.I just stand there, eyes forward, letting the silence settle back into place. A small shift. But it’s enough. Next time it won't be the same.

03:54 Adrian_Vale: I don’t turn around, don’t need to. The locker door creaks open, metal on metal, louder than it should be. My hands move automatically—folding, adjusting, touching things without really seeing them. But I’m not here. I’m aware of you. Standing behind me. Still, always still like a glassy lake, dept of which no one knows, such a stillness can either drown or keep afloat, but its never without danger. I can feel it without looking—the way you stand, the way the air shifts around you. You'er not closer, not leaving. Just… watching. Why are you still here? My fingers pause for half a second inside the locker, then continue like nothing happened. Keep it normal. Breathe. In. Out. The towel shifts slightly on my shoulders as I lean forward, pretending to focus on something inside—anything to keep my eyes away from the mirror, from the angle where I’d catch him again. Because if I look—No.I already know what I’ll see. That same expression. Not judging.Not impressed.Just… measuring. My jaw tightens. What are you seeing now?Not the spar. Not the stance. Not the mistake. Me. Here. After. And that bothers me more than it should. I exhale slowly, quieter this time. You stepped aside earlier. Not out of the way—no, that’s not what it was. You made space for me. The thought lingers, heavier than anything else.Why? I grip the edge of the locker for a second, just enough to feel the cold metal ground me. Don’t overthink it. But I am. Of course I am. Because nothing you do feels accidental. Everything is deliberate. Even this silence. Especially this silence. I straighten slightly, not fully turning—just enough that I’m not hunched over anymore. Still facing the locker. Still not looking at you. But I’m aware of the line between us now. The distance. The fact that it’s still there. Unbroken.Unspoken. I could say something.I don’t. Because I don’t know what this is yet. And somehow— It feels like you do too. So I stay here. Hands resting inside the locker. Breathing steady. Letting you watch.Just for a moment longer. In my briefs with a towel over my shoulder's. That's when I feel it once more, a spasm from my hole traveling over my taint, moving up to my cockhead oozing precum into my briefs. I let out a soft whimper unaware that the sound just echoed through the empty locker room

04:07 Adrian_Vale: You're right there. Not watching from a distance anymore. Not behind me. Not something I can ignore by just not turning. Beside me. Equal space. I keep my eyes inside the locker, but I’m not looking at anything. I’m listening. The sound of you moving—calm, unhurried. Fabric shifting. Locker opening. No wasted motion. Same as always. But different. Because now it’s not pressure. It’s… presence. I pull out my shirt, stare at it for a second longer than I need to. Say something. No. Don’t. Because whatever this is— It doesn’t need words. Not yet. I feel your eyes on me, Moment's pass and i realise why the fuck am i staring at the shirt. i toss it inside, nervously glancing to my side to see if you're really looking at me

04:13 Jacob_Marino: You didn’t leave. I can feel the restraint in you, not the forced kind from before, but something more deliberate. You'er holding yourself together. I reach into my locker, take what I need, simple, routine. No reason to break the silence. I know you're listening to the sounds in the locker room and waiting for my words. That’s why I don’t speak.Because if I do—It becomes something else. Right now, it’s exactly what it needs to be.A pause.A shared space.No hierarchy being pushed.No challenge being thrown.Just understanding, sitting between us. I know you're glancing at me but I ignore you.

04:23 Adrian_Vale: The water hits harder than I expect. Cold for a second—then warm.Steady. It drowns everything else out. The locker room. The noise in my head. Even the memory of the mat. Almost. I stand there, hands braced lightly against the tile, head lowered, not like before. Not in acknowledgment this time.Just… still. Breathing.For the first time since the spar, since the mirror, since our confrontation It’s quiet.Or it should be.But I feel it again.Not pressure. Not that sharp awareness from before.Just you!. Close enough that I don’t need to look to know you're there. I close my eyes for a second. Let the water run. Don’t turn. Not yet. Because if I do—I don’t know what this becomes.

04:35 Adrian_Vale: No words. Just water. Steam building slowly, softening the edges of everything. I shift slightly, not turning, just adjusting, grounding myself. You don't move. Neither of us breaks the silence. And somehow It’s not heavy anymore. It’s… clear. You'er already here, I know it without looking. And for once— It doesn’t pull at me. Doesn’t push me. Doesn’t make me want to prove anything, it's like a switch which is inside of you, you switched it off and i start getting comfortable with your presence. I straighten slightly, letting the water run over my shoulders, my chest, washing away the last of the tension I didn’t even realize I was holding. A breath. Slow. Even.Then—I turn. Not fully. Just enough.

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04:41 Jacob_Marino: You straighten up, and turn to face me. It's slow, not sharp or deliberate or reactive. I meet it, without any change in my posture. our eyes meet, the water falls over your blond hair and glides over your face, chest and abs down to your tenting bulge. You don't hide it from me, our eyes meet once more. Your face looks so vulnerable, silently I reach back and turn off my shower. I walk over to you, place my hands on your hips. thumbs rubbing your skin. I hold your gaze for a while until I see you give into me. then i smile and speak for the first time "Forgot to get your briefs off? Do you need help?"

04:50 Adrian_Vale: Smiling as I hear your words for the first time, this is the first time that you acknowledge my desires and it overwhelms me. I lean forward resting my forehead against your pec. leaning against your strong huge body. just giving myself over, resting my body on yours. Water hitting my nape, running down my spine and over my ass drenching the briefs. I rest my forehead on your chest for a while, reliving that moment in our fight where I leaned against your chest, right before you tortured me mercilessly with those uppercuts. That's when I feel it, a strong spasm engulfs my body. A squeeze so hard that it makes my knees wobble as I lean against you, rubbing my cheeks into your chest, letting out a hiss. The spasms travel through my cock forcing me to squirt a huge wad of precum. I let out a whimper onto your chest as I cling on your muscles desperately while I ride those anal spasms. After they subside I raise my head up to look at you. “yeah I need help!” I grab your right wrist and pull your hand towards my bulge, letting your palm rest on my pulsing bulge.

04:57 Jacob_Marino: Your face is pressed hard against my pecs. Hands rubbing that v cut right at your waistband. You whimper and coil so firmly into my pecs that it turns me on. fuck you'er so vulnerable. you hold my wrist and guide my hand down to your pulsing bulge. Smiling, acknowledging your desires for me for the first time. I flip you around and let you lean your back against my pecs. leaning down i kiss your cheek, thumbs hooking your waistband, palm Pushing down, letting my hand rub against that throbbing bulge, strip you down so your cock is free. My bulge at your ass helps push your briefs down from the back, sliding against your crack with the help of the hot water. I keep pulling your briefs down your legs, I do the same with mine simultaneously. Kissing your neck, back, then ass all along the way before standing back up to turn you to face me. "You got hard in the mirror didn't you?"

05:01 Adrian_Vale: I moan as you flip me around effortlessly and make me lean against your chest, water hitting my chest, nipples getting hard. I gasp and roll my head back. I melt into your body, but you hold me in place and strip me off my briefs, my cock catapults up slapping into my abs. I let out a moan, feeling your kisses over my back neck and ass makes my cock pulse. Eyes flutter as head rolls back, water sprays over my face. Moaning you turn me around to face you, there is a smirk on my face “yeah! that was a tense moment!” Place my palms over your hot pecs and rub them up and down. Feeling the water running down my spine gliding over my spine, trickling between my ass cheeks

05:03 Jacob_Marino: Turn our bodies together so that the water rushes between us. Your hands on my pecs, I flex them for you so you can get a better grip even though the water keeps them slick. “Says you with the cocky smug look.” My hands are now riding up your torso, rubbing your abs like I’m washing clothes. My hand “accidentally” bumping against your cock head, while my eyes watch to see how you react.

05:05 Adrian_Vale: Eyes flutter in lust and mouth drops down, I lean in slowly and reluctantly towards you, purse my lips and kiss you after your hand bumps into my hard cock. My hands slide up to your shoulders, I step towards you and wrap my arms around you pulling us closer. Moaning into the kiss as our warm bodies press into each other. You cock nestled over my abs while mine pushes between your thighs against your balls

05:07 Jacob_Marino: We finally kissed, the hot water making this kiss feel sloppy and wet, but also refreshing. My hand stays at your lower abs, rubbing against your cock just enough. Your hands pull me in, closing our distance, making it so my cock presses over your hard abs, while urs presses against my balls. “Fuck, yeah…” I murmur before keeping up the kiss. Hand still on your stomach, I reach down and bend at my knees bringing our cocks at one length, I grip our cocks together, start stroking them while my other hand reaches for your muscular ass.

05:08 Adrian_Vale: I moan, my breathing quivers as you grab both of our hard cocks. Feeling the warmth of your cock and the power and strength against mine. Eyes rolling back, I suck in a sharp breath as you grab my muscular ass. I push more of it into your strong able hand… push my fingers through your hair pulling you into a passionate kiss. Eyes rolling back, opening my mouth for you

05:09 Jacob_Marino: Smirking hard against your lips. Your cock is mine. Now your hole is mine using the water and soap as lube to stick two fingers right into your tight ass. Your hug on us keeps us close and makes everything I do so much easier. My tongue pushes in, slamming down against yours, letting you know that you’re all mine.

05:11 Adrian_Vale: I give out a sharp moan and my hips push forward, my cock gets pushed into your grip, feel your hard solid cock pulsing against mine. Grinding the cockhead. Breath quivers, moaning I melt into your embrace as your tongue slams into mine. Toes curling down. Suddenly I feel once more that intense spasm running though my taint and cock. I feel my hard cock twitch so hard that it gives out a thick droplet of precum pressed against your hot thick cock. Feel the water washing against my cockhead. Fingers gripping your shoulder and hair tightly for support

05:13 Jacob_Marino: You push your hips forward when I finger your hole, making me push in deeper to find that prostrate, I can feel your hole spasming around my fingers which makes you cling tightly against me. Our cock heads leaking together as they keep trotting, making me moan into your throat. Your grip in my hair and against my shoulders give me the anchor I need. My fingers still thrusting in and out of you, I pull my hip back slightly and then thrust forward. My cock head is going for a direct strike to your cum vein as my fingers shove in hard and deep!

05:16 Adrian_Vale: You pressure into my prostate making my eyes roll and body quiver in weakness against yours. My cock pulses and then pulses harder when you spear into my cumvien. It leaks precum, I break the kiss and press my forehead against yours. Looking down, breathing shallow and rapidly. Feeling hot and weak against you. Looking at you fucking my cock, feeling your fingers pushing against my hole. That's when I feel it again, that intense spasm, and for the first time I watch my cock spitting out precum instead of just feeling it, My toes curl as my legs quiver “fuckkkk!” I mutter as I feel my desire for you taking control of me "pleaseeeeeeeee"

05:18 Jacob_Marino: Your hole stretched and prepped. Your cock leaking nonstop. You’re begging me, I dont want to torture you any more. Hands moving off your cock and fingers sliding out of your ass, I pull your hands off me and turn you around, pressing your face and chest to the cold shower tiles. Grabbing your hair and waist, I kick your legs out a bit to spread your cheeks, letting the shower rush all over your back and ass. Lining my cock up, I lean in to kiss your neck and thrust up, pushing my cock deeper than my fingers went to make you completely mine!

05:23 Adrian_Vale: I moan as you push me off you and turn me around, shove me into the cold titles. Fuck my nipples getting hard, face pressed against the tiles. I feel the water running down my back, my hole spasms hard around your warm cock. Eyes widen as you thrust forward “AAAHHH!” I groan, wincing my face, feeling your hot thick cock stretching my spasming hole. Pushed a few inches in. My toes curl down digging into the ground. Clawing into the tiles. Eyes tightly shut as you rip open my cherry! Breathing faster! Shocked as you push me into being a bottom for the first time in my life. those spasms keep my cock hard and leaking like a broken faucet

05:28 Jacob_Marino: I panic when you scream, reaching around in place one hand around your mouth to keep you quiet, the other across your chest, fingers pinching your nipple and twisting it. My hips doing all the major work as I stay leaning against your body thrusting in and out, making sure that each time I pull out that I slam right back in. "I should have ripped you open in our first encounter” growl into your ear, feeling your pecs admiring how fucking sexy this stud is as I keep thrusting into that ass like we’ve known each other forever. My cock throbbing, getting closer with each jab to your prostate. My hand on your chest slides down, reunited with your cock, and starts jerking you as fast as I’m fucking.

05:33 Adrian_Vale: I go limp from the pain, my hard cock slapping against my abs. I yell into your palm, my groans muffled. I’m reduced to a whimpering bitch, eyes closed, face scrunched. Each of your thrusts into my tight hole pushes your cock and inch deeper. I’m quivering, my legs and shaking as you drain the strength from me. My nipples being worked makes me moan and then suddenly AAAHHH!!! My eyes shoot wide open as your cock pushes my prostate! I let out a muffled quivering moan as it bumps over my bitchnut! My cock twitches as waves of pleasure and spasms wash over me. Fuck I sigh! My body, a drained and weak mass, is getting nailed into the wall. Your cock reaches into that spot which always causes spasms in my groin and jabs me where it flips the switch. I push my ass back into your hips, moaning even more as you grab my cock and start controlling my desires. Each of your thrusts and jerking off now gets my hard cock to squirt precum! For the first time I understand what the bottoms I watched in the videos feel. Your cock and hand together dictates my pleasure centres making me feel more comfortable in this position

05:35 Jacob_Marino: Your body goes limp for some time until I find that right angle. Everything on you getting hard again, I chuckle and suck down on your shoulder, kissing your neck right after as my fucking becomes more frantic. Needy, full of desire, finding a strong stud who can handle my heat. “Cum with me,” I growl, jerking and fucking so hard that our skin slaps and echoes even louder than the rushing water. My lips are looking for yours as I’m mere moments from flooding your inner walls with my seed.

05:37 Adrian_Vale: I moan as I feel your thrusts, getting wild! Eyes rolling back as I’m nailed against the cold tiles, my cheek moving up and down over it. I claw into the wall, hear you command me with a growl. Fuck my cock throbs in your grip, i whimper into your palm. My ass clenches tightly against your cock gripping it so hard. My balls pulling up into my hips, I reach down and grab your wrist trying to stop your hand from controlling my cock. I let out whimpers not wanting to cum like this, I hiss protesting but am too hot! Each of your trusts pushes any resistance from my body out. Your lips find mine and my eyes widen. I grab your hair firmly pushing my ass into your hips trying to get away from your hand which is gripping my cock

05:39 Jacob_Marino: You clench down on my length as if to force me to cum, but at the same time grip my hands to stop me from finishing you off. Oh, fuck no. Pulling nearly out of you so that your ass just clenched my cock head, stopping me from releasing, I move my free hand from your mouth to your hair and press your head hard so that your head is turned to see me while stuck to the shower wall. Leaning in with an intense scowl, I bite your ear lobe and growl, “You’re mine, bitch. Think you can control this fuck?” I slam my full length back in, letting you howl to the gym. “That’s right, scream. Scream like the slut you are!” Pulling out again, I slam back in, twice, jerking you off with my thumb against the cum vein. “You wanted this the whole fucking time.” I continue growling, making sure your eye stays locked on mine. Just my thumb, index, and middle finger stroking you now, my ring and thumb reach below, tapping at your balls to stir them up. “So fucking take it!” Pecs smothering your back again, hand pulling at your hair to keep your mouth open and wailing, I latch my own onto your neck, marking you as my bitch as my hand and cock finish you off.

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