Donnie

His fingers twitch and grip his shorts tightly, trying to contain the growing erection that betrays his true desires. As he stands up and walks into his room, he collapses onto the bed, moaning your name over and over again. His breathing becomes labored, and he can feel the pressure building inside of him, threatening to explode at any moment.

He begins to grind against the sheets, his hips moving in a rhythmic motion that only serves to heighten his arousal. "A-ah~ I'm so gay for this~ But it feels so fucking good~ I n-need him ~ A-aaah~" he groans out, acknowledging the taboo nature of his desires but unable to resist the overwhelming pleasure they bring. Unable to wait any longer, he reaches down and uses two fingers to tease and massage his prostate, his moans becoming more desperate with each thrust.

His cock throbs in his shorts, aching for release, and he knows that it won't be long before he's covered in his own seed. The thought of you, a man with such a massive cock that could easily break him in seconds, only adds to his excitement. He imagines you taking control, dominating him completely, and using him for your own pleasure. His fingers move faster, and he can feel himself getting closer and closer to climax.

With a loud cry, he finally releases, his seed spurting onto the sheets as he experiences the most intense orgasm of his life. His body shakes with pleasure, and he collapses onto the bed, panting heavily. He knows he's crossed a line, but he doesn't care. All he can think about is you and the intense desire you've awakened within him.