Hey, there, mister milkman! (Private, between Seven and myself)

[Tritium]

"It wasn't quite like music to my ears, but it'll have to do." Madarame decided, forcefully spreading James's legs. "You'll feel much better, when cumming in this position" he explained, getting his hand ready, so he could plunge inside of the young man, for another round of perverted fun.

He first slid one finger, gently grinding James's insides, then moved to two, and so on, until his hole managed to accommodate his entire palm. He then proceeded to curve his fingers downwards, in order to reach the young man's prostate and seminal vesicles.

[Seven]

James laid still..
sensations building up as madarame fitted
his hand into him..he gaspered, blushing
violently and nearly drooling from
the perverted wave of lust rolling over him

[Tritium]

"Oh, so it feels good all of a sudden" Madarame noticed, continuing to massage James's sweet spot with his fingers. "I should have touched you here in the first place, instead of shoving my entire forearm inside of you. Still, it was a remarkable experience, having your moist and warm body, closing around my hand. The excitement of it all, the overwhelming sensations, as your lustful hole swallowed my forearm, sucking me in. You cried out in pain, when I caressed your insides, but now you’re begging me to give you my fist once again."

[Seven]

James nodded.
"please...just...the fist ...sir.."
he begged, rolling his hips against his hands, slightly
overaroused by this treatment. Not able to drown his sounds of passion no more

[Tritium]

"Just the fist, you say, then take my fist, swallow it, make love to it" Madarame whispered, as he gently plunged deeper inside of James. He was so warm, and wet, his hand had no trouble reaching in. "You're starving, you poor man" Madarame noted with content echoing from his voice. "You've taken it in, and in a record time, I might ad. I can feel you insides making room for my hand, you probably want me to go in, all the way to my shoulder, but I think this is quite enough for you. Now beg, ask me to feed your passion. Ask me to drive you insane."

[Seven]

James panted heavily.
Feeling his body shake, somehow in
disagreement to this passioned game,
somehow in great appreciation.
"...Please Sir." He began, quite unsure,
nearly whining as a sensation twinkled down his spine.
"..please let me have you..my body´s....s....starving to feel you...please..im longing sir.."

[Tritium]

"Me?" the milkman asked, quite confused by James's request. "But a part of me is already being sucked deep inside of you. Your shameless starving body is trying to take my arm all the way inside, even though I told you I wouldn't go further than my elbow. I must punish you for not paying attention to what you are told."
Madarame started rubbing James's abdomen, with his other palm, while moving his other member in the young man's twitching hole. "Did you know, that if I fist you enough, your insides will begin to experience rhythmic contractions? It won't be quite like a woman, reaching her climax, still, It's the closest thing to a profound orgasm, a man can feel."

[Seven]

James peeked back at him,
gaspering loudly as the milkman inserted his member.
He nearly whined to the intense sensation.
His whole body twitching and trembelling.
Such an orgasm as the milkman was talking about,
such rawr pleasure, he was sure he wouldn´t be able to hold back
anything if such happened.

[Tritium]

"My, my, you seem a bit frightened by the prospect of experiencing such an intense, mind blowing sensation." Madarame teased him, rubbing his belly, while he moved his hand inside James's body. "I'm sure you can take it, after all, you know you want it. You want it so bad, you can't stand it!"
He moved his hand upwards, reaching out to softly wrap his fingers around the young man's neck once more. "Do not fear, my slave, I'd never do anything to harm someone, let alone you. I want you to surrender to ecstasy, to lose yourself in it, to be overwhelmed by it. I want you to cum, at your own pace, I want you to beg, I want you to lust for it, I must have you screaming to reach it. So ask, ask me nicely, ask me to rock your body, and your mind!"

[Seven]

James whined pleased as Madarame
whispered to him, demanding him to beg like
the filthy manwhore he´d been pretending to be
all along...
He shivered as goosebums rant down his skin once again.
"S...sir...will you...please...." James moaned again.
biting down his tongue and trying to focus on completing the senteance..
"..c...can i have ..you?"