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

[Tritium]

"You'll have to do better than that" the man replied, gently grinding James's insides with his hand. "After all, you did your best to seduce me and get me into your bed. So beg, beg me to make you climax, beg, like you've never begged before, and I'll show you what pure ecstasy is!"

[Seven]

James gulped as Madrame caressed his insides again.
He nearly came, because of a thrilling sensation. But it was
hold back yet again...though his body was tripping for this climax
that Madarame talked so much about.
Close to yelling, James arched his back upwards as another thrilling
sensation crossed him.
"oh god..oh!....oh!..." His face twitched to the priceless feeling, disabling
him to speech for a few minutes before he tried to build up the senteance again, but was cut off again by another sensational feeling.

[Tritium]

"Say it, or I won't know what you want me to do" Madarame urged his pet, continuing to provide him with unbelievable sensations. It must have felt really good, as James appeared to have lost control of his body, twisting, and turning in the bed. "No, no, this simply won't do" he sighed, pinning his hips to the mattress. "You have to stand still, while I'm doing you, otherwise you might get injured. After all, I am buried deep inside of you."

[Seven]

James peeked back at him.
Trying to hold still, though his body urged him
to twist and turn like a madman in a straightjacket.
It was kinda how he fellt, though this straightjacket
was tuned with a lustfull man to work the madman over..
he tried to keep still, it was torture really, he couldn´t hold still for more than a minute..
he tried to reach for him member, getting crazy from no climaxing.
"....Please!!....Please sir..i...i want you so bad..!...Can´t i have you im starving, i wan´t you to fill me up like a filthy whore, just force every drop of pleasure from me..Please! .."
James nearly coughed on his own tongue as it seemed to function much faster than his own head, running off into this long and messed up senteance, making him sound like a cheap prostitute.

[Tritium]

"Why do you keep asking for me inside of you, when I'm already in? Madarame asked, rather confused by James's requests. The young man seemed overwhelmed by intense sensations he was giving him. He was near the edge. "Could it be that you want something else from me? Is that what you want? But would it be enough to satisfy you, if even my arm can't make you cum?"

[Seven]

James looked back at him, his
eyes hazed by the intensity..he didn´t know..
he didn´t even answer Madarame on his, in this situation ,
complicated question..he moaned deliciously, laying back..
Being threated like nothing but a simple tool was enough for him..
the lesser meaning he had the better...and Madarame did a perfect job doing
exacly that.

[Tritium]

"I'm beginning to get tired of your insubordination. Perhaps I should force the pleasure into you. Get up, and ride my fist, just like you did with the toy, you dirty boy!"

[Seven]

James trembelled as he sat up,
Clinging both hands around the wrist of Madarame´s.
He gulped, trying to keep it still as he slowly rode his fist.
unintentionally, but by plain weak physic, taking the arm
deeper and deeper, until he was completely filled.
His voice was nearly too hoarse to signal the pleasure, instead
it was nothing put plain gasps and panting.

[Tritium]

"How much can you take, you bad, bad boy?" Madarame asked, amazed by James's exceptional endurance. He just got back on his knees, taking his arm inside, while gasping for air, unable to speak, because of the pleasurable sensations. Madarame touched James's throbbing tip. It was a glossy red, from all that precum, and it looked quite delicious, like a sweet cherry flavored lollipop.

[Seven]

James shook his head quickly, unable to answer.
Though his voice returned in a hoarse manner, as
the mouscles of his insides began crambling,
and he nearly screeched.
He arched his back upwards, his nails
burrying into Madarame´s flesh, as the cum oozed out of him..