Break The Dam

The choice was simple though, even if he didn’t know what would happen, Aarlon couldn’t deny himself the pleasure either.

He smiled at Shane and turned his head, exactly the way the bigger man had dreamed of as he pulled the cord of his trousers. Letting them drop around his ankles, his cock and buttocks now bare before Shane.

The dam broke.

Shane didn’t speak.

He moved forward, his hand grabbing the back of Aarlons neck and shoving him. His gut hit the anvil, forcing the wind from him and bending him forward. His buttocks rising in sympathy and cock pressing against the cold metal.

Shane grunted, his free hand shoving his own clothing aside as Aarlon felt the bigger man's cock pressing at him. The hand around his neck stinking of metal and smoke as Shane shoved himself forward with an animal grunt.

Aarlon noted to himself that he would need to teach Shane that not all people were as talented as him and that some prep was usually needed. The thought was quickly blasted from his mind however as the bigger man's cock filled his ass.

The grip around his neck tightened.

Shanes free hand yanked at his hips as he pushed into Aarlon with all his weight.

Aarlons cock splattered cum against the anvil as his prostate was hammered.

Shane shuddered through his own orgasm.

Great racking gasps of breath escaping him with each pulse of his cock as he pumped a lifetime's worth of repressed desire into Aarlon.

It felt like lighting.