Bruce is on his back. Legs spread a little. Roy is kneeling in front of him. He runs his fingers between Bruce's ass and smells them. Again Bruce feels Roy's rough carpenter fingers up and down his crack, pausing at his hole, where Roy lingers slightly for more contact and scent. Soft as velvet. A valley moist with sweat and heat.

Bruce watches him smell his fingers. Roy reaches out and Bruce smells his own on Roy's hand. It's a heavy humid scent.

Roy grabs Bruce by the hips and pulls him in closer. Bruce cannot see Roy's engorged head, swollen and leaking juice. But he feels a finger wet with precum push and probe and slowly slide in. One digit, three knuckles deep, Bruce can feel his tight tunnel sucking at Roy's finger. With his other hand, Roy slowly strokes himself, pausing to milk out more precum.

Bruce closes his eyes.

Roy wets his head with juice and spit. Pushes it up against Bruce who only feels what's about to happen. He can't see. But he can feel how hard and how big. Roy spits again.

And that searing pain as his head pushes into bruce is unbearable. He tells Roy to stop. Wait.

Roy can feel Bruce tense with pain. Tighter. And it makes Roy harder. He pulls out.

And then Bruce feels his head push against him again, teasing, lingering. And then the sharp shove. It floods Bruce's body with pain and power. He feels Roy's head slide in, then the thickness of his hard solid shaft.

Roy pauses and waits. Bruce acknowledges and Roy pushes in completely. All the weight of his body while be looms over Bruce. Barreling down and filling him with force.

Bruce can feel just how badly Roy wants him.

He slides all the way back out and then pushes his cock all the way in again.

Bruce yells out again. It still hurts.