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Dimitri growled, moving his hand to join the other. Now, he held a firm grip on Jack’s head with both hands, forcing Jack up and down the full length of the throbbing shaft.

Jack took every brutal thrust, savoring the pleasure it incited from Dimitri, who groaned eagerly as he face fucked Jack harder with each passing second.

Spit and slime coated Dimitri’s massive cock. It couldn’t be helped. Jack’s gag reflex hit the faster and deeper Dimitri pumped into his throat. But every time Dimitri offered a reprieve, every time his rough strokes steadied, Jack leapt into action. He wanted this; he wanted to choke on every inch of Dimitri, wanted to serve as a skull for Dimitri to fuck to his satisfaction.

Jack’s own cock throbbed, leaking precum the more Dimitri used his mouth and throat to his own gratification.

It seemed unending.

Jack’s body quivered the more Dimitri fucked his throat. His muscles ached from holding his position as his throat was reamed out. The shadow stitching along his jaw stretched something fierce to hold steady. Jack’s vision blurred as his teary eyes struggled with the swift pumps that triggered Jack’s gag reflex over and over.

Still, Jack refused to relent. He gripped Dimitri’s hips, helping heighten the force of each thrust.

“I am close.” Dimitri pounded away, drilling Jack’s face more erratically.

Jack cupped his hands around the perfectly round globes of Dimitri’s ass, squeezing the firm muscles that clenched each time Dimitri bucked forward.

It brought Jack closer and closer, too. His aching dick exploded, and he came on himself, his hard dick trapped in his tight jeans.

“I…” Dimitri went to pull back, his cock twitching.

Jack leaned in, keeping Dimitri in his mouth as he fired off his load. The warm, salty cum splashed against the roof of Jack’s mouth and spilled down his chin as Dimitri pulled out.

“Fuck.” Dimitri panted, staring down at Jack.

His body was covered in a sheen of sweat, and he looked absolutely glorious, towering above Jack. Dimitri appeared like a god, one Jack would happily serve at the altar of for as long as he’d have him.

Dimitri knelt just enough to kiss Jack, licking away the cum that spilled down his face.

“I tried to swallow it.” Jack gulped.

“You are quite a mess.” Dimitri joined Jack on his knees, reaching his hand for Jack’s crotch.

“No, I, um…I sort of already finished.”

“I see.” Dimitri paused, staring with his glowing green eyes. “Next time, I would ask you to try to wait before you finish, so I can taste you too.”

Dimitri gave Jack a gentle kiss, sweet and soft and somehow completely enveloping.

Jack basked in the afterglow of their sex, and he lingered on the idea of a next time. Oh, how he hoped for so many more next times with Dimitri.

CHAPTER TEN

Jack had posted up in the kitchen, filming himself because he claimed it had the best lighting and aesthetic. Dimitri enjoyed watching Jack film his content. He even found his algorithm gravitated toward Jack’s videos whenever he played on the phone Jack had gotten him. Sure, Dimitri didn’t know what an algorithm was, but he appreciated his.

“I would like to make the videos with you,” Dimitri said, studying Jack as he tinkered away on his phone.

“Wait…really?”

“I have enjoyed participating in a few of your videos.”

“Well, yeah, all you have to do is stand there and be sexy,” Jack teased. “I gotta do all the talking.”

“A truly difficult task for you,” Dimitri countered.

Jack laughed. “Fair enough. So, no more vague posting about my monster buddy.”

“Yes, I would like to do the monster dress up on the internet as well.” Dimitri forced a small smile of enthusiasm, revealing his sharp fanged teeth. “I believe it would make trips into town easier as well. I would not need the excuse of being festive for my antlers or ears or…well, all things not human-y.”