Chapter 103: Fuck Him Until He Couldn’t Take Anymore

Chapter 103: Chapter 103: Fuck Him Until He Couldn’t Take Anymore

~Third- POV~

With one final, slow thrust, Frederick buried his massive length all the way to the base, seating himself completely inside Reynold’s tight, pulsing heat.

"AH—! GOD, FREDERICK!"

Reynold’s head slammed back into the pillows, a high, needy cry tearing from his throat as the size and depth filled him up until he felt completely stretched around every single inch. His toes curled into the bedsheets, his entire body shuddering violently from the overwhelming sensation of having Frederick so deep inside him.

Frederick paused for a second, his hips pressed tightly against Reynold’s thighs, his breathing coming in heavy, ragged pants as he fought for control.

"Fuck, Reynold..." Frederick groaned, his forehead resting against Reynold’s neck as his heart hammered wildly against his ribs. "You feel so tight... so hot. You’re squeezing me so hard..."

"Move..." Reynold murmured, a mixture of pleasure and desperate craving making his hips twitch upward. "Please, Daddy... don’t stop... fuck me..."

That broke whatever remaining restraint Frederick had left.

He pulled back almost to the flared head before slamming back in with a heavy, devastating thrust that hit Reynold’s sweet spot with punishing accuracy.

"Yes... Please, fuck me!" Reynold arched off the mattress, his eyes rolling back as a blinding white light flashed behind his eyelids.

Frederick didn’t give him a single second to catch his breath. He established a fierce, relentless pace, pulling out slowly to tease him before driving all the way home, his broad hips slapping loudly against Reynold’s smooth thighs in a wet, filthy rhythm that echoed through the dim room.

Clap... clap... clap...

"Is this what you wanted, baby?" Frederick growled possessively, leaning down to capture Reynold’s lips in a hot, messy kiss that swallowed his breathless gasps. "Tell me... who do you belong to?!"

"Y-you!" Reynold gasped between desperate thrusts, his hands clawing at Frederick’s muscular back, leaving faint red marks in his wake. "Only you! Ah—Daddy, faster!"

Frederick hooked one of Reynold’s legs over his broad shoulder, opening him up even wider, and plunged in with ruthless depth. Every single stroke drove straight to the hilt, burying him so deep that Reynold could feel the impact in the pit of his stomach.

Reynold was completely helpless under him, his head tossing wildly from side to side on the pillow, his voice cracking as high, shameless moans poured out of him. The pleasure was too much, flooding his senses until he couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t do anything except hold onto Frederick for dear life.

"Look at me, Reynold," Frederick commanded, his voice thick and commanding.

Reynold forced his heavy, tear-filled eyes open, looking up through his lashes at the man hovering over him like a dark god of worship.

"You’ll always be mine," Frederick whispered fiercely, his hips snapping forward in one sharp, powerful thrust. "I’m never letting you go."

"Alright, Daddy... fuck!" Reynold screamed out as Frederick struck his sweet spot three times in rapid succession.

Reynold’s lower stomach cramped with sudden, intense pressure. He didn’t even need to touch himself; the depth of Frederick’s thrusts was driving him straight over the edge.

"OH Fuck! Right there!" He moaned loudly, his hands clawing at the sheets, his hips twitching upward to meet every relentless plunge. "I’m—I’m gonna—!"

"Come for me, baby," Frederick demanded darkly, his own pace becoming frantic, unhinged, and desperate. "Come all over yourself while I fuck you!"

With three more hard, shattering thrusts that drove impossibly deep, Reynold shattered. His entire body went rigid, his thigh muscles trembling as a high, broken cry spilled past his lips.

Thick, hot spurts of cum erupted from Reynold’s untouched length, painting his own stomach and chest as his tight hole clamped down on Frederick’s shaft in a series of violent, ecstatic spasms.

The milky, pulsating squeeze of Reynold’s climax nearly undid Frederick. He forced himself to pull out before he followed him over the edge, chest heaving.

Without a word, Frederick climbed off the bed, took Reynold’s wrist, and guided him to the edge of the mattress. He turned him carefully onto his hands and knees, then placed a firm pillow under Reynold’s chest so he could rest his weight on it. Once Reynold was settled, Frederick gently pushed his knees farther apart until that pretty ass was raised high and open for him.

Only when Reynold looked comfortable did Frederick pour more lube over his still-hard cock, stroking it once to spread the slickness. He gripped Reynold’s hips, lined himself up, and pressed the thick head against his stretched, glistening entrance.

Reynold’s fingers twisted tightly into the sheets.

Frederick pushed forward slowly, sliding back inside in one long, deep stroke until he was buried to the hilt again.

"Fuck—Daddy," Reynold groaned, voice already breaking. "Please... fuck me."

Frederick didn’t answer with words. He reached forward, caught both of Reynold’s wrists, and pulled them firmly behind his back, pinning them together with one strong hand. The new position forced Reynold’s chest lower against the pillow and lifted his ass higher.

Then Frederick started moving.

He fucked into him hard and deep, hips snapping forward with sharp, relentless thrusts. The wet sound of skin meeting skin filled the room as he drove into Reynold again and again, using the grip on his wrists for leverage. Every thrust pushed Reynold farther onto the pillow, his body rocking under the force.

"Take it," Frederick growled, voice rough as he pounded harder. "Just like that."

"Daddy, please... huh, faster," Reynold moaned.

Frederick growled and gave it to him. His hips snapped harder, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room as he drove deep and fast. Reynold’s broken sounds mixed with Frederick’s rough breaths, both of them moaning with every heavy thrust.

Then Frederick released Reynold’s wrists, slid an arm around his chest, and hauled him upright until Reynold’s back was pressed flush against his front. He turned Reynold’s head and claimed his mouth in a deep, messy kiss, swallowing the next moan.

"Please, Daddy, harder," Reynold gasped against his lips.

Frederick kept fucking him hard from behind, one hand splayed across Reynold’s chest so his thumb could rub and pinch a sensitive nipple. Every deep thrust forced another desperate sound into Frederick’s mouth.

"You feel that?" Frederick rasped between kisses, voice thick. "How deep I’m in you? Tell me you love it."

"Yes, fuck... I love it," Reynold moaned into his mouth, hips pushing back to meet every hard stroke. "Don’t stop... please don’t stop—"

Frederick’s thumb kept working his nipple while he pounded into him, the wet sound of their bodies and their shared, filthy moans filling the room.

Then, without warning, he pulled all the way out.

Reynold let out a sharp, frustrated cry at the sudden emptiness. "Daddy... no—"

Frederick only held him tighter against his chest, lips brushing Reynold’s ear as he lined himself up again. He pressed the thick head back against Reynold’s stretched, glistening hole and pushed in slowly this time inch by inch until he was buried deep once more.

Reynold’s whole body shuddered. A broken moan spilled straight into Frederick’s mouth.

"Feel that?" Frederick murmured against his lips, voice rough. "Every inch. Back where it belongs."

He started moving again deeper now. Each deliberate thrust ground all the way to the hilt before he dragged almost completely out, the thick ridge of his cock dragging against Reynold’s sensitive walls, then slammed back home with a wet, heavy slap of skin.

"Daddy, I’m close again," Reynold gasped, voice already shaking. "I’m going to cum—"

Frederick shifted the angle of his hips and drove straight into that swollen, hypersensitive spot deep inside him. Reynold’s entire body jerked hard.

"There... fuck, right there... Daddy—"

Frederick didn’t ease up. He fucked into him harder and faster, every powerful thrust punching that same exact place until Reynold’s moans turned high, broken, and desperate. His untouched cock slapped wetly against his own stomach with every impact, leaking thick strands of pre-cum that smeared across his skin.

"Daddy... Daddy... please—" Reynold cried out, voice cracking.

His body seized violently. Thick, hot ropes of cum shot across the sheets as he came hard, untouched, his hole clamping down in rhythmic, milky pulses around Frederick’s cock. His thighs trembled uncontrollably.

Frederick held him tightly through every spasm, still buried deep, feeling every tight, wet squeeze.

But he wasn’t finished.

Frederick pulled out slowly, the sudden emptiness making Reynold whimper. He climbed back onto the bed and lay down on his back, resting his head on the pillow. His cock stood thick, heavy, and glistening against his stomach, shiny with lube and the wetness from being inside Reynold.

"Come here," he ordered, voice low and dark. "Climb on me. Sit on my cock."

Reynold’s legs were still shaking, but he obeyed. He straddled Frederick’s hips, reached behind himself, and guided the broad, flared head to his stretched, slick entrance. Then he sank down slowly inch by inch until he was completely full, his ass pressed flush against Frederick’s hips.

A long, broken moan tore from his throat.

Frederick’s hands locked onto his waist, thumbs digging into the soft skin. "That’s it. Ride me. Show me how much you want it."

Reynold started moving. At first it was slow and deep, rolling his hips so Frederick’s cock dragged heavily over his prostate with every downward push. The pleasure was sharp, almost too much. He leaned forward, bracing both hands on Frederick’s solid chest, and began to bounce harder, lifting almost all the way off before dropping down and taking every inch again.

"Fuck... Daddy," he moaned, head tipping back, mouth open. "It feels so fucking good; your cock is so deep—"

Frederick’s grip tightened. He thrust upward to meet every drop of Reynold’s hips, forcing himself even deeper. Reynold cried out and slammed down harder, pinning his ass tightly against Frederick’s body so he was completely impaled.

"Fuck me, Daddy—" Reynold screamed, voice raw and needy. "Harder, please—"

That sound pushed Frederick right to the edge...