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“Easy, baby boy,” Jules rumbled. “I’ve got you.” He sounded breathless already, and he held Brick’s hips tight as he thrusted inside of him. “You’re takin’ Daddy’s cock so good. You’re such a good boy for Daddy. You feel so fuckin’ good.”

“Goddamn right I do,” Brick fought to get out between gasps and moans. Jules’s girth was hitting nerves previously unknown to Brick, and he loved how amazing it felt to clench down around his fat cock. He was full and sweating, and he definitely appreciated Jules’s patience.

After a few more steady slams, the resistance of Brick’s body had faded, and Brick could finally fully enjoy getting fucked. He arched his back to push his hips forward, feeling over Jules’s massive shoulders and neck, and he mouthed over the side of Jules’s cheek. “Oh… Daddy.”

“Like that, baby boy?” Jules all but purred, a wicked smile curling his lips. “You like my cock?”

“Fuck yes.” Brick let his head fall back, dropping his arms to brace himself on the edge of the counter. He groaned when Jules grabbed his legs to spread them wide, and the new depth of penetration made Jules’s cock feel impossibly bigger. “Oh, f-fuck… yeah… just like that, just like that.”

“I love your sweet little asshole.” Jules growled. “I wanna fuck you for hours, stretch you wide open and leave you fuckin’ drippin’ with my load.” He slammed forward with an unexpected burst of force.

“Fuck!” Brick cried in surprise.

“I’m gonna fuckin’ ruin you for anybody else.” Jules slammed again, his fingers digging into Brick’s thighs as he lifted his legs up and out. “You’re gonna be mine, every fuckin’ inch of you. Look at you takin’ this dick. You were fuckin’ made to get pounded, weren’t you, baby?”

“Yes, yes, fuck, yes!” Brick clawed at the counter top, almost flat on his back now from the strength of Jules’s thrusts. His head was getting fuzzy, and the most incredible shivers were flashing over his body, leaving his skin prickled with goose bumps and perspiration.

There were quick bites of pressure that teetered on pain, but Brick loved it.

Jules’s brow was furrowed in concentration, his eyes focused on where his cock was entering Brick’s body. He showed no signs of slowing down now, and he soon had Brick’s legs up on his shoulders.

Brick went back on his elbows, knocking one of the moving boxes onto the floor. It landed with a clatter, and Brick grimaced. “Ah, shit! I’m sorry!”

“Fuck it,” Jules growled. “Don’t worry about that, baby. You just worry about takin’ this dick.” He slid one of his big hands up on Brick’s chest and pushed him down flat on his back.

“Mmm, yes, Daddy. Oh, fuck!” Brick’s head hit the wall with a smack, and he groaned when Jules scooted him down effortlessly. His head was now on the counter, and his ass was hanging off the edge.

Jules had a tight hold of Brick’s hips, plunging deep and hard, and groaning excitedly. His cries of pleasure were positively animalistic, guttural and low, and Brick was getting even more turned on by how vocal Jules was.

Brick wanted to hear those sounds on repeat forever, and he made sure to let Jules know how much he was enjoying this too by moaning shamelessly. “God, that’s good. That’s so goddamn good. Yes, come on, yeah, Daddy. Come on. Fuck me, Daddy. Harder, please. Come on, wreck my fuckin’ hole, Daddy.”

“Happy to.” Jules grunted, pausing only for a brief moment before giving Brick a taste of his raw strength. He pounded into Brick’s hole with renewed vigor, his grip like iron as he fucked Brick hard enough to make the entire counter shake.

“Fuck!” Brick’s eyes widened, and he let out a blissful shout. There was pain and ecstasy and pressure that made it hard to breathe, and he sobbed from the sheer bliss of it all. His cock was half-hard, bouncing and dragging little dribbles of precome across his stomach. He scrambled to find the edge of the counter again so he had something to hang on to as Jules drilled his ass without mercy.

It was hot, wild, and Brick couldn’t get enough of it. He was certain his eyes were rolled back in his head like those yaoi cartoons when the guy’s mind broke in the middle of a crazy sex scene, and he wouldn’t have been surprised if he was drooling. Nothing had ever been this perfect, and he wasn’t even thinking about coming yet.

He just wanted to get fucked.

“Come here, baby boy.” Jules had stopped, pulling Brick’s legs around his waist. He grabbed his arms and helped him sit up. “You want some more, baby? Huh? You want more of Daddy?”

“Yes, please,” Brick pleaded as he clung to Jules’s chest. “Mmm, that was so good. So fuckin’ good. Why’d you stop?” He teased his tongue over Jules’s lower lip. “Need a break, Daddy?”

“No, I just wanna fuck you up against that wall there.”

Brick laughed.

He hadn’t meant to, but there was no way that was actually happening. Brick was too big. Sure, Jules was pretty strong, but to actually lift Brick up to fuck him against the wall seemed doubtful.

Jules seemed to take Brick’s laughter as a challenge, and he grinned slyly. “You better hang on to somethin’, baby boy.”

Brick hugged Jules’s neck and waist, and he tried to brace himself for a sudden drop. He didn’t think this was going to work, but there Jules went, carrying Brick over and slamming him up against the wall. Brick gasped as Jules’s cock thrust up inside of him, and he whimpered. “Okay, okay, I believe you, Daddy. Oh fuck me, that’s nice.”

“Hang on tight.” Jules grinned and shifted his hands so they were cupping Brick’s ass. His legs were bent at his knees, and his thighs took on some of Brick’s weight. He began to pound up into Brick’s ass, bouncing him on his cock with extraordinary force. “There we go, there we go, baby. Fuck yes, that’s it.”

Brick was likely due for a concussion from hitting his head so much, seeing stars from the crash of his head against the wall as much as Jules’s fat cock was driving into him with tremendous strength. He moaned desperately, nearly sobbing from the rising pressure.

Jules was creating friction against the most intimate places inside of Brick’s body, and the very act itself of getting fucked like this made Brick’s blood boil. Everything about this was amazing, from the fullness of Jules’s cock stuffed inside of him to the way Brick’s back was rubbing against the wall with each incredible thrust. He held on to Jules’s neck for dear life, helpless to do anything except to hold on and get righteously fucked.

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