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"What are you thinking about?" Bruce asked, still acting innocent despite shoving three large fingers up Kent’s ass and fucking him with them "you seem distracted"
"I-I’m not distracted" Kent tried to be sassy but failed as moans kept slipping out his mouth, grabbing Bruce’s wrist but not making any movement to stop what was happening "I’m just, t-trying not to be l-oud"
"Oh?" Bruce asked with a smirk thrusting his fingers rougher directly into Kent prostate making the man moan loudly and toss his head back gripping Bruce’s wrist tighter "I guess you wouldn’t want the others to hear you getting claimed"
The term claimed made Kent’s hole quiver, he didn’t realize how much he wanted that until it was said aloud Bruce let out a low groan then while still fucking Kent with his fingers grabbed the remote for the small tv on the dresser across from them and turned it on, the new years’ celebration popped up and Bruce really didn’t care much to change it so he just turned up the volume and plopped the remote somewhere he didn’t see.
Kent bit his lip to try to silence himself but Bruce leaned down and sucked his bottom lip from between his teeth into his mouth and started to kiss him roughly, Kent whimpered and ground his hips to Bruce’s thrusts and felt the knot get stronger in his stomach, he didn’t want to cum from just this so he pulled back from the kiss with a wet pop and finally swallowed his pride "p-please, just fuck me already"
Bruce growled lowly in his throat and pulled out his fingers, Kent not being able to help the whine that left his lips, fumbling with his pants as he took them and his boxers off so rough he almost ripped them, slicking up his cock with the lube he got from the nightstand and pressed his tip against Kent’s entrance, thinking he was forgetting something for a second but Kent gripped his biceps tightly and rolled his hips staring up at him with such unfiltered want he lost his train of thought and slowly sank into the man.
Kent let out a long moan and his eyes rolled back as he cummed all over his stomach once Bruce was fully in and the head of his dick slid over his prostate, his face flushed in embarrassment at the fact that he didn’t even last long enough for Bruce to get a few thrusts in and was about to start babbling apologies when he looked up at Bruce’s face and there was such burning lust in his expression Kent went quiet.
"Fuck that was hot"
"I-it’s embarrassing" Kent admitted, almost shrinking back when their eyes locked due to the intensity of Bruce’s golden eyes "I’m in my twenties, not a teen just discovering sex"
Bruce leaned down and gave a surprisingly gentle kiss "want me to pull out?"
Kent’s immediate answer was no, sure he was going to be sensitive but he was still too horny to just let Bruce go, plus it wasn’t fair if Bruce had to go finish off himself when they were so close to just fucking like rabbits, not wanting to sound too much like a slut he quickly shook his head and felt his dick leak precum when Bruce let out a deep, low chuckle.
It was going to be a long night.
Bruce put Kent’s legs back up on his arms and gripped the man’s hips tight as he started to fuck him, not even starting out softly just roughly pounding straight into Kent’s prostate not quite brutally yet, Kent saw stars as he cried out in pleasure withering and shaking underneath the brute, it felt so good he could have cum on the spot again despite his spillage not even a few seconds ago.
Bruce let out heavy shaking pants as he slammed into the man feeling the hot fucktunnel he buried his cock in become a wet clenching mess, Kent wasn’t as loose as he thought he would be with how many people he sees in one weekend but his dick was being sucked back in eagerly every time he pulled out as Kent’s hole spasmed and clamped down on him, the way Kent was moaning and withering and digging his nails into his biceps turned him on just as much as what he was feeling inside.
Kent kept subconsciously begging to be fucked deeper and harder, he felt full with Bruce’s cock stuffed into him and he loved it, he wanted more and Bruce was very happy to give it to him, before they knew it the bed was creaking under the brutal force of Bruce’s thrusts slamming into Kent, he slid his hands under the man and grabbed as much ass as he could fit in two handfuls and raised his hips off the bed, creating a new angle that had Kent’s toes curling, his eyes rolling back and tongue sticking out as he panted between moans, the pleasure was almost too much as tears formed in his eyes.
"Bruce! Bruce please-" he begged in a whine, he was about to cum again and it was going to happen a lot quicker than the first time.
Bruce didn’t say anything as he concentrated on fucking Kent and trying to also hold back cumming, he wanted to savor the moment for as long as his body would let him, in the background the announcer said that the countdown was about to start and quickly after chanting started.
Kent was the only one that noticed it, even with his senses being overworked and the echos of his pleasure was pulsing in his ears the chanting was distinct enough for him to pick up on it, he was about to start a new year getting pounded into the bed by one of his best friends.
Once the clock hit ten seconds it was like his body just couldn’t force back his needs and the need to cum grew rapidly, he tried to count with the rest of the crowd but he was obviously too foggy-brained for that being he was getting roughly fucked and there wasn’t room for anything more than pure lust.
"B-Bruce…!"
"1, happy new year!"
Both of them came at once as soon as that sentence came out, Bruce slammed his lips onto Kent’s and slipped his tongue down the other’s throat but it didn’t help muffle much of the pleasurable scream that left Kent as he cummed hard and felt himself being filled to the very brim as Bruce’s dick twitched and throbbed in him pumping out the hot thick milk-like liquid deep into his guts.
Bruce pulled back still panting, his cheeks flushing red when he realized the state Kent was in, hair all over the place, tears staining his face, lips puffy and bruised, and cum all over him, Kent had cum so hard a bit of it hit his jaw and the rest splashed on his stomach and pushed up shirt, it took a minute for the both of them to realize Bruce forgot to put a condom on, but even then it most likely would have ripped with the way they were going at it.
Bruce slowly pulled out seeing Kent’s hole was slightly gaping and it took everything in him not to immediately shove his cock in and dump another load when he saw the cum start dripping out of it.
"I-I’m not walking tomorrow" Kent mumbled, slightly pouty about it
Bruce laughed and kissed the man’s temple, Kent let out a small whimper and tried to grind his hips on Bruce’s dick when he felt the touch of Bruce’s shirt rub against his own not quite softening dick, Bruce looked down and got a wicked smile on his face "up for a round two?"
Kent blushed more than he already was biting his lip "pervert"
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