[ He takes it all, every drop of Bucky's thick seed, hot slick ropes of it filling him up inside until it's trickling from his hole. He takes everything Bucky gives him without breaking, though he's gasping and trembling and rocking in little motions on his cock, stretched-out and split apart, Bucky's erection hardly flagging for a moment. He won't be down for the count this early; Steve knows that, he knows the effect of the serum on his best friend's body and how long his cock will stay hard. He'll take his pleasure again and again, fill Steve with load after load of seed before he's done, and Steve can't help but want it until his little hole feels broken open, stretched and loose and sloppy with come.
His ears burn at the way Bucky talks, low and filthy, calling him humiliating names; he can't help but love it. ] Can't help it, Buck. [ He answers him in a soft, pleading voice, squirming on him as Bucky squeezes his hard dick, and Steve loves this, too, begging him, pretending to apologize for being his greedy little whore. ] You--you won't stop, will you? Please. I'll do anything you want.
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His ears burn at the way Bucky talks, low and filthy, calling him humiliating names; he can't help but love it. ] Can't help it, Buck. [ He answers him in a soft, pleading voice, squirming on him as Bucky squeezes his hard dick, and Steve loves this, too, begging him, pretending to apologize for being his greedy little whore. ] You--you won't stop, will you? Please. I'll do anything you want.