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“C’mon, Jimmy,” Len rasped, “open up that sweet mouth of yours for me.” His fingertips pressed against the bite-reddened flesh of Jim’s lips and he draped his body along of length of his back, teasingly grinding against Jim as his cock rubbed his swollen, abused hole. “Suck,” he ordered, as they slid inside.
Jim curled his tongue around the digits, cheeks hollowing to draw them in deeper as he whimpered at the taste of his own come that coated them. He laved and licked at the fingers until all that was left was Len, every last drop of himself gone, before they were dragged out of his mouth again.
Len wrapped an arm around Jim’s chest to keep him upright as his fingers delved into the tight heat of his body again, plunging easily into the fuck-loose hole and nudging his prostate every time he thrust them inside over and over. He could feel his cock hardening more with each new moan and sigh that spilled from Jim’s lips; the blond’s eyes wrenched shut as the pleasure-pain of overstimulation and desire surged through his body.
“Bones,” he whined, high and strained. “Please, fuck, I need you!” Jim dropped his head back onto Len’s shoulder, chest heaving with every shift that left him gasping for breath. He dug his fingernails into Len’s muscular legs, grasping them and leaving small crescent-shaped marks and scratches all over the tanned skin as he flailed and begged for more.
“It’s okay, darlin’,” the brunet whispered soothingly into Jim’s ear, lightly tugging on the lobe with his teeth to draw out another groan, “I’ll give you what you want.” He slowly pulled out his fingers then circled his rim with the tips, feeling the muscle flutter against them as a cry was ripped from Jim’s throat. “Shhh, baby, just lemme take care of you.”
He reached underneath Jim’s spread thighs to take himself in hand, stroking and nudging the head against the blond’s hole with every jerk of his wrist. Using the come and lube that steadily trickled out, Len slicked up his length and with a single, strong push of his hips, seated himself deep inside.
Relief and desperation flooded Jim’s body as he was filled again, and rolled on his haunches in tight circles. A litany of “Bones, Bones, Bones,” escaped his lips every time his hit him just right.
Len growled deep in his chest, burying his teeth in Jim’s already bruise-marked shoulder. His hold on the blond’s chest tightened and he hoisted him up so that he could piston his flushed, hard dick in and out of his body, making the slapping of skin reverberate in the room with each brutal movement.
Jim was panting, every driving force pushing the air from his lungs and making lights explode behind his closed eyelids. He wrapped a hand around his aching length, feeling his body go taut with his impending orgasm. “I’m --”
The doctor pushed forward, one of his hands joining Jim’s as he fucked harder into his tender body. “Come for me, darlin’,” he drawled, looking over Jim’s shoulder to watch as his cock erupted over his lithe, toned chest, streaking it with white. The sight was enough to bring him to the edge, and with a few more thrusts, he spilled into Jim’s body again, painting and claiming him with his come.
Len peppered Jim’s neck with soft kisses, stroking him through the aftershocks that left him even more sensitive than before until he started to mewl again. “You did so good, Jimmy,” he praised, finally releasing his limp cock. “My good boy. All mine.”
Jim nodded tiredly, rubbing his nose against Len’s cheek. “Yours.”