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{Brock smiled softly and kissed the top of Orin's head as they both came down from their highs} You were so good. {Brock praised and pressed soft kisses to sooth the other man} 

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{Once Orin came, Brock came quickly behind him and thrusted two more times before groaning loudly. Brock shook slightly and pulled out of him. He leaned down rubbing his back slowly} Are you okay, baby? {He whispered softly, stroking Orin's hair softly and pulled him up.} Did I hurt you?

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You are such a good boy for me. {He spoke softly while slamming into him} Come on baby, let go. Come for me. Now. {He hissed driving into him about to lose it, already leaking into Orin trying to hold on.}

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{Brock let out a shaky breathe as the muscles squeezed every time he pushed his tongue in.} So great, so good for me. {Brock pulled away and clenched shaky hands on Orin's hips} You wanna come now baby? I'll let you. {He asked before slamming his hardest into him, in quick rounds not stopping. He barely pulled away from Orin's prostate before ramming harshly against it}

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{Brock kissed down Orin's back as he carefully pulled out once again, pulling forcefully to whisper in Orin's ear} I want to see you writhing and crying for me. {He dug his teeth into the flesh behind Orin's ear.} You can only come if my cock is in you. Understand? {Brock shoved Orin back forward his finger tracing around the rim before slowly driving three fingers in twisting them. He couldn't help himself when he leaned down tracing his tongue around the greedy rim.} Wanna fuck yourself back on my tongue now? 

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My dirty little whore. You just have to beg for don't you? You need it so bad, you want it so bad you'd be fucked on the floor. {He stayed still for a few moments pulling his cock away before ramming into Orin with no warning. He pulled out again tracing the clenching rim with his finger and slammed right into Orin's prostate. Brock reached over to pull harshly on Orin's hair and shoving his face forward and every time he hit Orin's prostate he yanked Orin's head back} I'm going to drag this orgasm out of you. You are going to be feeling this for days. You'll be crying from pleasure when I'm done with you. 

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{Brock grabbed Orin forcefully making him stand up off the desk} You like this don't you? Dirty? Rough? Harsh? {Brock pushed Orin to the floor pushing his chest to the floor and pulled his ass up his throbbing cock barely brushing the tip to his entrance.} Beg. I want you to beg for it. You know you want it, it feels so good. You need it don't you? 

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You want it that way? You want be to fucked and come without touching your cock don't you? {Brock pulled all the way out before ramming back in. He keep Orin's hips still driving in again and again. Brock pulled Orin's head back harshly right when gave a brutal slam. He was desperate to get a scream out of Orin and he could feel himself so close but he wasn't going to let go not until Orin does. He let go of Orin's hip to lift up the man's leg for more momentum and pulled out once again to shove himself back in as hard as he could, still holding Orin's hair} 

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I w-won't stop. {He stumbled over his words as he continued to slam into Orin. He pulled Orin's hips back with the remaining hand on Orin's hip and turned his own hips to hit a new position on Orin's prostate. He was breathing heavily against Orin's shoulder blade but pulled Orin's head back to bite at his neck, teeth digging into the sweating flesh.} Feel so good. You feel so good Orin. {He panted against his neck.} You gonna scream for me?

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That's it. {Brock smirked at Orin's yell, Brock had just figured out what Orin really liked. He snapped his hips and slammed into Orin's prostate again and pushed Orin's legs apart further to slam deeper into Orin. He tiled his head back moaning at Orin's heat, it was amazing.} Tell me how it feels, babe. You feel good? {He growled reaching up pulling on Orin's hair slightly} 

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{Brock slowly pulled his fingers out and slicked up his own cock with a slight groan before slowly pushing into Orin. His fingers curled around Orin's hips starting with slow shallow thrusts and pulling Orin's hips back to meet his thrusts before speeding up and administering a brutal thrust to Orin's prostate wanting to hear him loose it.} 

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Ah, ah. {Brock smirked wrapping his hand around Orin's wrist pulling it away from his cock.} I was waiting for your call. {Brock curled his fingers slightly pumping them faster adding a third finger and probing until he pressed his fingers against his prostate pulling them back and pressing his fingers against it again} Almost there, almost done. {He whispered nipping under Orin's ear} 

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{Brock shivered at the cold air but focused on pleasuring Orin. Once he felt Orin relax, his free hand gripped Orin's hip rubbing circles slowly} Are you alright? {He asked softly making sure Orin was okay. He pushed his finger in deeper before adding a second and scissoring them keeping a slow pace just in case Orin wanted him to stop.} 

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I won't do anything you don't want me to do. I can stop whenever you want me too. {He bent over Orin's back to caress the stressed back muscles. He dug around for his own wand to transfigure lube out of anything he could get his hands on. He coated his fingers and carefully breached Orin taking it very slow not wanting to hurt him}

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{He leaned over to kiss and nip at Orin's shoulder as he tightened his grip and twisted his wrist as he pumped his fist using long and slow movements. He forced Orin forward off the desk before whispering} Turn around. 

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{Brock smirked as Orin eagerly ripped his shirt, well, apart. He watched with wide eyes as Orin took control which was most defiantly a turn on.}  Fuck. {He groaned before rubbing over the new exposed skin and instead of waiting he pushed his hand into the fabric and loosely wrapped his hand around Orin's cock pumping his hand experimentally} 

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