Beg

"Please Ollie..." Mark whimpered, but Ollie cut him off.

"Please? Oh, you're beggin' for my dick now huh? Well alright, slut." Ollie slid inside Mark's hole causing Mark to moan in pain and pleasure.

"No I...ungh" Mark started, but Mark lost his train of thought, so overcome with sensation.

"Fuck you've got a tight little cunt don't you," Ollie said pumping deep inside Mark, starting a pace. "You've been holding out on me," Ollie leaned in, "what a bad boy." Mark could barely stand with Ollie pumping into him, bt he didn't care anymore. Ollie felt better than he could have ever imagined. Mark found himself pushing his butt back onto Ollie.

"Look how hungry you've gotten," Ollie said panting.

"Just shut up and fuck me," Mark moaned, but Ollie wrapped his arm around Mark's neck.

"Don't talk like that to me bitch. I'm the one giving you purpose right now." Ollie flexed his muscles and Mark could barely breathe, but this only made him harder.

"Yes, Fuck I'm sorry." Mark's face was red and he was sweating profusely, but for some reason, being manhandled was making his dick painfully hard. He wanted to touch it so bad, but he feared what would happen if he let go of the elevator.

"Get ready bitch. Your little hole is gonna be flooded with cum"

"Fill me up Ollie" Mark moaned. Ollie slammed his dick inside of Mark, deeper than before, deeper than he had thought humanly possible, Mark felt his ass filling up, cum slowly dripping down his leg. Ollie pulled out slowly and Mark found himself instinctively pushing back.

"Hungry for more I see?" Ollie smiled. Mark whimpered, his hand jacking himself off when suddenly the elevator began to move. "Well, looks like time's up" Ollie says as the doors opened. He dressed and exited, leaving Mark fingering his cum filled hole, jacking on the floor.