" Where is that going?? IN THERE!? "

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Requested? :: Nop

TW :: None. Just smut

Tested? :: Nooope

KINKMAS DAY #4
4 :: + ̊🦌⊹♡ Sounding - John Doe [Forsaken VER]

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>> You laid a steel rod on the clean towel beside his bed, reaching down to encourage im to spread his legs for you. You had cleaned it multiple times over already, having rubbed antiseptic over the entire thing to assure nothing dirty would be entering his passage. Safety first, freak second, you wouldn't want to harm him after all, and if even the smallest bit of dirt or grime got in there, it wouldn't turn out pretty for either of you.

>> His rested heavily against his stomach, hard and leaking from just your sweet talk and what he knew was coming to him. You swiped an alcohol wipe over the flushed head, the cold sting making him whine even as you coaxed him through the slight sting, simply to assure he himself was clean enough to put the metal rod within him. Soon enough the wipe was thrown away, your thumb rubbing the slit, already slick with pre- . His heartbeat thudded in his ears, deep, slow breath moving his frame ever so slightly, as he began to steel himself for the inevitable.

>> Your fingers grasped a tube of lubricant, scentless, tasteless, nothing quite special about it as to not irritate, popping the cap open and pouring a generous amount onto your fingers. You spread it over his slit, working it into the tight ring of muscle at the entrance of his urethra. A shiver ran up his spine as you circled the tiny opening, pressing just enough to feel the resistance of the small passage open up for you. Next, you coated the metal rod, the material cold against your fingers, rubbing your fingers against it until it warmed.

>> You urged him to lean back against the pillows with a gentle hand, his body complying easily as you guided the tip to his cockhead. The rounded end of the metal pressed against his urethra, the pressure made his balls draw up, hips tilting upward, begging without words for you to proceed with your ministrations. You pushed the rod in, gentle yet relentless, his head falling back with the feeling of the impossible stretch as the rod breached the passage of his urethra.

>> A sharp sensation, not quite pain, yet not quite pleasure, an odd fullness almost, shot through his figure, causing him to shiver and still. The rod slid in, bit by tiny, the warm metal a shocking invasion inside the heat of his . He watched, transfixed, as the first inch of the sounding rod disappeared into the slit of his , his twitching at the feeling. He wined, figure slightly trembling at the sudden new feeling and yet, he did not urge you to stop, sitting still for you to continue.

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