"I haven't cum yet, but I am close." he tells him.

The king smiled, and began to grind against his lover's prostate. Prostate orgasms didn't produce much cum, but they sure felt heavy.

He moans softly as he grinds against him. Panting softly and looks towards his lover.

The king caught his lover's lips, grinding the boy's prostate in order to milk an orgasm from him.

With a muffled scream, he release a load of seeds onto the bed.

Arthas smiled, and stroked Ivan's belly slowly. "Does your pretty caged clit feel better now, my sweet?"

He moans and nods his head. "It does, love." he tells him in a soft voice.

"Atta girl." he praised, kissing his lips tenderly.