CATCH AND RELEASE

Roy grabs him by the back of the neck and pushes him into the wall. He kicks Bruce's legs spread. Still pinning him with one hand, Roy feels up the crack of Bruce's ass with the other. Slides his fingers up and down. Sweaty and damp. And he smells his hand. It makes his cock harder. It smells like ass and sweat and the heat of a man. The bloom of masculinity. 

Then he makes Bruce smell his hand. And lick his own scent. Bruce's cock throbbing eager anticipation. Precum dripping to the floor. Face against the wall. 

Roy spits on his own cock and gets the head wet. Spits again. He leans into Bruce and whispers if he's ready, asks how much and how bad.

Bruce begs.

Roy feels for the soft pucker of Bruce's hole with his swollen gun. Then shoves his dick deep. Deep into Bruce who yells out. The pain sharp. Roy's cock burns as it fills his ass. He asks if Bruce wants more and Bruce whimpers yes. Roy slowly pulls out almost all the way then slams himself back in. All of his weight thrust into Bruce. 

Roy puts his two hands against the wall on either side of Bruce' head. Bruce can smell Roy's armpits. Ripe from work. The heat of the day. He closes his eyes. Now pinned against the wall with his own hunger.

Roy fucks Bruce. Pumping his ass harder and harder. His thick dick swollen with this need for a man. For Bruce. His balls slapping and banging, hairy and holding all that semen, stocked up from 5 days without him. And Bruce moans with each thrust. Face against the wall. Finally Roy is about to unload. He's so close. Roy feels it from his feet to his neck. Feels the surge up his cock and as he empties himself. And as he keeps fucking, his leaking cum drips to the floor. Roy's cock slick with his own juice while he fucks Bruce into a frothy mess.  

They're both out of breath. The air heavy with the scent of sex. Roy kisses the back of Bruce's neck. His spent dick slides out of Bruce's ass with a load of cum that drops to the floor while Bruce's stock is sprayed across and running down the wall.