His Lisichka [MXM]

44 - After Care

Oliver, writhe as he pulsated, his body drugged on pleasure.

His eyes rolled back as Ivan held his wrists with his hands pulling his body to meet with his vicious thrust.

Clenching his jaw, Oliver cussed as his muscles tightened and once again Ivan stroked his prostate.

"I-I can't cum anymore,"  Oliver panted. He had came many times to count yet Ivan hadn't seemed finished with him and that worried and excited him.

Ivan smiled as looked up towards his ceiling watching himself as he fucked his Lisichka.

His grip tightened on Oliver as the sexiest noises escaped the man's lips.

"Da, you can," Ivan grunted. Oliver yelped when Ivan flipped him on his side before lifting one of his legs giving himself better access.

"F-Fuck!" Oliver moaned.

A hand on Ivan moved to touch Oliver who shook his head in disagreement.

"I-I can't," Oliver breathed feeling something among him.

Ivan moaned lowly into Oliver's ear before wrapping his fingers around Oliver sending him frenzy.

"Da, Lisichka, you can," Ivan rasped pressing his thumb teasingly against Oliver's tip.

The doctor bit his bottom lip scared of the sounds that might leave his body.

Oliver's eyes widened when Ivan tightened his grip on him before slamming against his prostate making him squeal.

The doctor shook his head as he felt a feeling that he'd never felt before enriched him.

"W-Wait, I-I think I have to-" Oliver began, his abdomen tightening as he spoke.

He was close.