Patreon Compilation – Fic#239 – Reinhardt/Gabriel – micro penis Gabriel; snowballing; humiliation kink; gentle – Small Toy 2 (Patreon)

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Reinhardt/Gabriel – An after sex massage quickly turns into more... well.. sex.

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Reinhardt comes with a loud groan, hips grinding against Gabriel’s fat cheeks, slightly rotating them like he wants to make sure his load is deposited as deep as possible inside him – and made frothy at that.

He isn’t ashamed about being loud and obvious. He wouldn’t fuck Gabriel any different were they in a room that wasn’t sound proof and the thought is… good. Gabriel likes it. Adores it, even. He’s come a good while before Reinhardt, his clit dick shooting its laughably small load into the bedding because the grinding and slapping from behind had it dragging hard and mind bendingly against the bedding.

He’s just held on for the rest of the ride, his legs pulled up left and right of him in a frog position, hole squelching and smacking around Reinhardt’s fat cock reaming him.

It’s good that he’s done now… but also not. He’d love to stay just like this for hours more, his insides filled with cock to the point of feeling bloated, covered by Reinhardt’s massive body pressing him down into the bed.

But Reinhardt doesn’t stay. He waits until he’s caught his breath and then slowly pulls out of Gabriel’s body. His insides cling so desperately to his mammoth cock that it feels like he is taking his intestines with him.

Next, Gabriel feels one of his large hands on one of his ankles, slowly tugging his leg back down. He whines when his cramped muscles get moved but he honestly is grateful for Reinhardt’s care. He always is a very conscientious lover. Someone Gabriel has grown to trust a hundred percent with anything and everything.

“You were wonderful,” Reinhardt croons, his big hand slowly sliding up Gabriel’s calf and to the back of his thickly muscled thigh. “Let me give you a little massage.”

Gabriel hums. Why not? He treats himself so rarely…

His body is warm and lax and without much agenda of his own, so it’s easy for Reinhardt to manhandle him around. Spreading his cheeks and giving his sloppy fucked-out pussy a few soothing licks before sliding down and suckling Gabriel’s sac completely into his mouth. It’s not difficult. While it is not as laughably small as his micro cock, it is still not what one would call ‘large’, and Reinhardt has been known to be absolutely obsessed with Gabriel’s body.

He had not anticipated the massage to immediately devolve into filth, but… he can’t say he minds. Even though it is embarrassing.

Gabriel groans into his forearm, trying to muffle himself while he awkwardly arches his fat ass up, trying to give Reinhardt more room to suck on his nuts. It feels crazy to have them engulfed in wet heat or to feel how Reinhardt can very easily separate the two orbs with his tongue and press them against the roof of his mouth.

The borderline pain is crystal clear and addictive. It meshes will with the warm burn of his muscles after the marathon fucking. Reinhardt might not be able to get it up as often as a young man, but he can fuck for hours. More than enough if one has a bull cock like him.

Nowhere near enough if someone has a micro cock that wouldn’t even be able to properly penetrate… but then again, no refractory period or stamina would help with that.

With a loud, lewd slurp, Reinhardt lets Gabriel’s balls pop out of his mouth. The air in the room feels extra cool on his dripping sac. He bites into his forearm to remain nice and quiet, though he knows it won’t stay like that for long. Not if Reinhardt is in a mood to savor him.

He’s getting gently manhandled on his back and Reinhardt is ranging over him, slowly looking him up and down.

“Goodness, I will never be able to get enough of you,” he rasps. Gabriel can’t help but believe him.

Reinhardt grabs his tits and gives them a nice squeeze, pushing them together and letting them abruptly go to watch the meaty muscle jiggle. Gabriel is very aware of his eyes on him; watching every little move.

“Your body is a work of art,” he sighs, grasping Gabriel’s thickly muscled thighs and digging his blunt fingers in until it aches just right. “I could sample you forever, Gabriel. The way everything moves… beautiful.” He starts to shift down to lie on his belly and Gabriel knows what he is going to focus his attention on next even before he presses a bristly kiss on the wet tip of his micro cock and mutters: “And the way it looks…”

He opens his mouth and puts it around Gabriel’s cock without any more preamble. Just like Gabriel’s sac, he easily engulfs his micro dick, tongue feeling like a big wet sponge beneath the stumpy length of his shaft.

It takes his breath away, electricity sizzling through his body. He closes his eyes, hands turning slowly so he can grab a hold of the sheets below. He has a reputation for always keeping a cool head but fuck it’s difficult when his whole cock gets sucked like some glorified nipple.

Reinhardt has no ounce of shame in that huge body of his. The sounds his mouth produces on Gabriel’s dick are wet and slurping and go right down to his core.

Gabriel peers down his body but immediately regrets it and lets his head fall back, staring at the ceiling. Not that the sight of Reinhardt’s mouth around his ridiculous micro cock, nose pressed against Gabriel’s belly, hadn’t burned itself into his mind already.

Reinhardt pulls off with a wet slurp, using two thick fingers to very gingerly rub Gabriel’s glans. It feels… incredible. Especially when those rough callouses drag against his sensitive skin.

He can’t help the wheeze dragging itself out of his chest or the way he lifts his hips a little. Reinhardt chuckles, his thumb now dragging back and forth over Gabriel’s tip, slowly but surely driving him insane.

“Oh, do you want to fuck, my friend? Mmhh I would love nothing more than to let you get all those jitters out… Do you want to try it like this?” And he pinches Gabriel’s shaft between two of his thick fingers, completely engulfing his micro cock in the process. “Mmhh no that won’t do… Maybe like this, then.”

He puts his mouth back over Gabriel’s nubbie, wet and hot and with just enough suction to make his blood start boiling and his hips jerk up against his face in a completely instinctual reaction.

One would think that it would have withered away over the years simply because there’s no use for him to even try and fuck anything with that ridiculously small cock of his… but still there it is, a prickling in his loins that crawls through Gabriel’s body like a fire, making him sweaty and eager.

He wouldn’t be able to help himself even if he wanted to; just mindlessly rutting his hips up against Reinhardt’s face. Is he actually fucking his mouth? He can’t tell. He doesn’t know what it would feel like, but it feels good nonetheless. It gets his blood boiling and his balls to feel heavy and swollen as if they weren’t just caricatures of Reinhardt’s massive bull sac.

Reinhardt’s hands curl around his wrists and gently pull his hands to his head, encouraging him to hold on to the white mane as he fucks him as if there were any chance in Hell he could ever choke this man on his nubbie cock.

It doesn’t matter. What matters is the fact that it works. Gabriel suddenly feels like he hasn’t blown his load in years. There’s a pressure in his hips that is mirrored in his head. It makes him feel like he’s about to explode.

Which he does. He thinks. It feels like it certainly as his orgasm rushes through him and he can’t help the explosive groan crawling out of his throat. Reinhardt is tickling his asshole while he comes; just a gentle brush of one of those fat fingers over his swollen rim again and again, egging him on and prolonging his orgasm until black dots dance in front of Gabriel’s eyes.

He goes lax, flopping back onto the bed. He hadn’t even realized how his whole body had curled up like a damn shrimp with the force of his orgasm.

Reinhardt crawls up after him, not seeming worse for wear. He’s not even out of breath, never having been threatened by Gabriel’s micro cock in the first place.

He kisses Gabriel; gentle and slow, urging him to open up his mouth. When he does so, he’s startled to find his own watery cum dripping into his mouth, fed to him by Reinhardt. He has no idea whether the big guy swallowed some of his load or whether this is all but yeah… yeah fuck, the taste is intense.

He couldn’t get away even if he wanted to. Reinhardt is everywhere, holding his head gently as he fucks his tongue into Gabriel’s mouth, making sure he swallows everything he’s being given.

That’s some new kinky shit he’s never really done.

But… he kind of likes it.