Passively

Just as his body had given way, succumbing to the superior male's sexual desires, so too did Mark's mind. The core shaking sensations being rhythmically drilled into him by Dave's massive cock had sent Mark deep within himself, his world contracting into a cocoon like void consisting only of pleasure. Each powerful thrust that filled him seemed to ignite all his senses, at once thrilling and comforting and left him with a deep sense of connection. This was countered each time Dave slid out of him, the emptiness he felt making him yearn for more. His soul crying out, begging to be filled again.

A satisfied grin was plastered across Dave's face as he railed the horny bottom, the little bitch having submitted so easily to him. He relished hearing each whispered moan escape Mark's lips as he thrust himself deep, then each pleading whimper as he slowly pulled out, only to do it again and again. It didn't take long before he felt Mark stiffen and twich beneath him, the little slut cumming into his sheets no doubt, and this spurred him on. He fucked Mark vigorously, drilling his way to his own climax, eventually bottoming out and holding himself there as he growled in pleasure.

When Dave finally pulled out and dismounted, Mark was either asleep or passed out. Dave smirked as he looked down to admire his latest conquest, before quietly slipping away to clean himself up.