Clone A-03.02 (Francis x male!reader)

Chapter 21 - New Addiction (smut)

"I want you to masturbate for me."

Those few words exho in your mind when he said them. But you didn't hesitate.

You stripped of all of your clothes and rolled onto the bed, your hand driving down to rouch your shaft before he stops you with a single hand motion.

"I think you're missing something." he says, putting a small clamp over the base of your cock that would make it to where you couldn't cum. You groan at the feeling of it on you, but you knew why he put it there.

He wanted to watch you squirm and scream.

After Francis sits back down on a chair neaby, you start rubbing your shaft, your hand jerking up and down over the sensitive flesh. Your eyes flutter at the stimulation this provided to you. It made you feel alive.

You go a bit faster, your thumb rubbing over the tip as your other hand reaches down to play with your balls, your eyes rolling even more, the touches causing you to moan.

Francis was watching from afar, stripping himself of his clothes once he felt his pants tighten because of his hardness. He sits back down in the chair and slowly begins touching himself to the rhythm of your hip jerking and your moans. "Good boy, keep going." Francis praises, his hand moving over his own cock while your hand moves on yours.

"Nghh.." you groan, your hips jerking up in search of more stimulation; more friction. This wasn't enough for you.

Tension began to build in your hard length, the stimulation finally taking a toll on you. You moan, your hand moving faster, your other hand still playing with your sensitive balls, gently squeezing them to add more friction.

You knew you would need to cum soon, but you couldn't. Not with the clamp over your base, keeping the semen from coming out. "Francis," you gasp, your eyes half-lidded with overwhelming pleasure as pressure built in both of your cocks.

"Yes, Y/n?" he purred, feeling his own climax coming up soon. "What is it, mein guter junge?"

"I.. I need to cum... Please," you beg, causing him to smirk.

"Not yet, good boy." he said, stroking his own cock to the sound of your loud, self-induced moans.

Then, not long after, Francis explodes all over himself, his semen completely covering his own hand, some of his chest and the floor with a primal growl. "Yes, fuck yes..." he purrs, his eyes fluttering shut as he came.

You watch as the semen spurts out in heavy streams from his erect cock, a smirk of satisfaction forming on your lips.

He gets up when he finishes and climbs onto the bed, crawling on top of you, his weight on your upper legs; mostly your thighs. He takes the clamp off of your cock and positions his opening to your shaft, a playful grin coming to his lips.

"Ready?" he says with a low, primal growl before lowering himself onto you and taking in everything you had to give him. He smirks, purring as all of your manhood slides cleanly into his tight entrance. He moans, his body shaking.

"Oh, I'm always ready, großer junge." you respond in German, which catches him off guard a bit. Your hips begin to pump into his ass, eliciting hushed whimpers and cries of pleasure from Francis.

When you start getting closer to an orgasm, you grab onto his hips, pushing him harder against your shaft to create more friction. When enough friction is created, you moan and squeeze his hips, signaling just how close you were to coming inside him.

Francis just smirks at you and leans closer to you, kissing the side of your neck and nibbling, leaving small spots that make you whine and cry. And, when he leans away, you shoot your load into him with a hard thrust upwards of your hips, emptying your cock of cum directly into his tight ass.

"Wow, Y/n," he purrs, licking his lips as your semen fills him up completely, "I didn't know that little cock of yours could hold all of that."

"You underestimate me," you chuckle, emptying the rest of your seed into him with a few more pumps of your hips before you lean back and let out a contented sigh.

Francis slowly lifts off of you with a strained grunt and lays beside you. He looks over at you and strokes your hair. "I think you need a blowjob, Y/n. You've been doing really well for me." he smiles and kisses your jaw.

You grin at him mischeviously, but shake your head. You were already spent...

"How about next time? If there's a next time..." you lead on, smirking.

"I could suck you off so good you would see God even for a moment while you ejaculate in my mouth." Francis says, envisioning the whole ordeal in his mind.

"You'd look so sexy on your knees sucking my cock, Francis."

"And you'd look sexy squealing my name as you cum." he responds with an all-knowing grin, cuddling close to your still-naked body.

You yawn and wrap your arms around him. "Only time will tell."