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" He heard Judge spit against his ass one more time and then he was pressing inside him, those stout hips unrelenting. He drove forward slowly, still mindful of his size, but pushed in non-stop. “Holy fuck,” Michaels gasped. He couldn’t even yell. He was too full. Was it like this earlier? Damn. Maybe he’d been so wired and worried about proving himself that he’d not been completely conscious of Judge’s size… but he was now. Judge came down over him, pressing that hard, hairy chest against his smooth back. His mouth was pressed against Michaels’ ear, that thick tongue flicking out and driving him crazy. Judge’s gravelly voice was straight out of a porno film. “Mmm. Take it, Michaels. I know you can. Take all of it.” Judge stilled and gripped Michaels’ hips in those huge hands and pulled him back onto the last few inches of his dick. Michaels arched, moaning in pleasure and anguish. “Ahhh, yes. Tight fuckin’ hole.” Judge didn’t give Michaels time to adjust, he pulled out to the tip and pounded back in, swift and solid. “Fuck!” Michaels "

A.E. Via , Don't Judge (Nothing Special, #4)


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A.E. Via quote : He heard Judge spit against his ass one more time and then he was pressing inside him, those stout hips unrelenting. He drove forward slowly, still mindful of his size, but pushed in non-stop. “Holy fuck,” Michaels gasped. He couldn’t even yell. He was too full. Was it like this earlier? Damn. Maybe he’d been so wired and worried about proving himself that he’d not been completely conscious of Judge’s size… but he was now. Judge came down over him, pressing that hard, hairy chest against his smooth back. His mouth was pressed against Michaels’ ear, that thick tongue flicking out and driving him crazy. Judge’s gravelly voice was straight out of a porno film. “Mmm. Take it, Michaels. I know you can. Take all of it.” Judge stilled and gripped Michaels’ hips in those huge hands and pulled him back onto the last few inches of his dick. Michaels arched, moaning in pleasure and anguish. “Ahhh, yes. Tight fuckin’ hole.” Judge didn’t give Michaels time to adjust, he pulled out to the tip and pounded back in, swift and solid. “Fuck!” Michaels