What If?// WDW BxB: Corbyn-Shots

Day 23: Doin' It Live- Dorbyn

This is the continuation of Live Streams because a few people wanted it continued. Enjoy!
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Summary: Daniel and Corbyn have sex with thousands of people watching

Daniel's POV
The descent of pale hips was slow. Gentle fingers wrapped loosely around the moist shaft, guiding the head to his anus.

Ocean blue followed the gradual sink of his body. Comments flooding in, lighting up the screen just behind them.

Tight muscles stretched around the engorged head. Corbyn sliding down the pole slow. Only the very tip remaining when he rose. The sparkle of frozen gems teasing, gazing down at Daniel.

Warm palms pressed to firm hips. Barely applying force," faster, Prince. Don't make me take control."

Teeth nuzzled into his plump bottom lip, speeding up only slightly. His cock sliding out with practiced ease, fleshy walls coated in heavy layers of lube and spit.

Daniel groaned deep, the noise rumbling his throat. Only a hint of what was to come. The microphone hooked to his shirt catching it all. Playing it back for the 120 thousand people watching. The number increasing with each passing second.

The older moaned out, making a show of rolling his ass into Daniel's thighs. The younger's fangs burying into his neck. Pulling the supple skin into his mouth, hot tongue lapping at the sweet flesh. Fingers digging into his hips, yanking him down with each attempt to rise.

Soft whimpers brushed over the microphone, body relaxing beneath his strong grip, allowing him to take over and control each movement. Soon, his hips dropped willingly, moans breathy with exaggerated lust.

Daniel's belly bouncing with a huff, hot breath fanning over blueing flesh," little cock-slut."

" Only for you, Daddy," Corbyn purred, nibbling at his lobe. Eyes glowing with a silent challenge.

Shadows drifted over mighty seas, something dark swimming within their depths.

Fingertips tucked between plump ass cheeks, spreading them apart. Letting the world see each thrust. Letting them watch his cock disappear into the fleshy cavern. Only to reappear, glistening. Tight insides gripping at it, constantly falling to keep it deep.

Heavy moans ghosting over his shoulder. Jumping up with every jerk of Daniel's hips. Tongue poking between pink lips, libs fluttering.

" They're talking about you, whore," the spoken words tense, his hold only growing firmer. More and more control being taken with every thrust. Catching a few of the racing comments.

Viewer 108009:
God he looks so tight

Viewer 112639:
Bean's not very obedient, huh Dani?

Viewer 56793:
His little ass would be punished if he was mine

Viewer 5734:
This is so fucking hot

" I-I... I wanna read, Daddy," nails nestled into plump hips, branding him with crimson cresents. A sharp whine escaping his throat, almost hearing; never demand a damn thing from me.

" Yeah? I'm not shocked, little sluts love attention," the rough sound vibrating within his head, flying around his skull," get up and bend over."

Corbyn clung to nothing. A whimper falling at the sudden emptiness, chasing his departing penis.

The air shook violently, his left ass cheek burning. A bloody print beginning to glow faintly against creamy skin.

" What the hell did I just tell you?" Throat rumbling, words shaking.

" I'm sorry, Daddy," frosted sapphires casted away, studying the dance between his fingers. Not daring to move away.

" You wanna show out for the camera, whore?"

" No, Daddy. I didn't mean, too. I'm sorry," he shifted gently against his legs, gnawing at his lip.

" Bend over. Now, Corbyn."

His chest pressed to ebony wood of Daniel's desk, somehow reading a few of the rushing comments.

Viewer 12693:
Ooo, someone's in trouble

Viewer 1267:
Daddy D's pissed

Viewer 67253:
Bean's gonna get it

The jerk of his body violent, squirming away from the striking hand. A loud whine erupting from his throat," count, slut."

" One, Daddy."

The next left pale flesh stinging. Milky seas rippling, waves rushing away from the site of impact," two."

A cry bubbled within his esophagus. The air pocket squeezing down, popping in his belly. Screaming on the inside," t-three."

Corbyn gripped at the approaching tip, anus warmed by leaking pre. The hand coming down once more, falling from the sky," four."

Daniel's dick nuzzled into him, nestling itself between pulsing walls. Hips rocking in a quick, steady rhythm," five."

Corbyn's low moan left clouds on the midnight table, littering the starless night with delicate wisps and the whisper of nearing storms. Matching him thrust for thrust," six."

The inflating head stabbed at pink inards. Ghosting over his prostate, taunting him," sev-sevEN," contact was made between the throbbing snake and his nerve bundle. Skin shaking, head thumping against the table.

" Read some comments. That's what you wanted so damn badly," an especially hard thrust accompanying the spat words.

" H-he's fu-fucking lov-ing this," body flinching away from his palm," eight."

Tears collected along his lids, droplets distorting his vision, warping words into massive black shapes," B-Bean m-mu-must be so t-ight."

Corbyn melted into the desk, no more than a creamy puddle against inky black. Prostate flexing, the tip grinding into it. A single corner of his mouth curving, sinister blue trailing down his back.

Heat rolled off porcelain mounds in waves, gliding down their ridges and disappearing at their bases. Snow-white splotched red, the faint imprint of hands drawn across their surfaces. Yet another added to the large collection, the skin numb to his touch.

" Did I tell you to stop, whore?"

" D-Daddy," lithe fingers tangled into dyed blonde, lifting his head slow. Scalp pulsing, clinging to its hair, locked in a desperate fight with gravity.

" Did I. Tell you. To stop." His growl echoed throughout his head, skull vibrating and ears tingling. Frosted orbs closing in defeat.

" No, Daddy."

" Look at the camera," gaze drifting lazily to the webcam. His reflection looked back at him, judging him.

Eyes much colder than his own, swollen lips set into a scowl. Face beet red with anger, chin glistening with forgotten drool, the stream slow, but steady. Dripping off his chin and onto the wood below.

Viewer 128540:
Fuck he looks rough

Viewer 492:
God, he's so sexy

Viewer 1481:
I'd fuck that whore in a heartbeat

" Tell them what you are," the words tense, jaw working just below pale skin, muscles flexing. His patience long gone.

" I'm a slut, Daddy."

" Better. You're smart, tell them."

" I'm your little cock-whore, Daddy. I'm your toy, I'm only here to pleasure you. I'm my Daddy's cum-slut," his prostate left aching with the constant attention, throbbing against his weeping head.

" That's right and Daddy's gonna fuck the life out of his little slut."

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