[It’s never felt like this before. Neither Caesar nor his johns have ever cared much about Kurt’s pleasure, never stopping long enough to make sure he feels good too, let alone bring him to climax. They don’t care if the little boy they’re fucking is enjoying himself. All that matters is their own needs.
But Corrigan doesn’t stop, doesn’t slow, doesn’t even move to undress so he can join in. He’s seemingly completely focused on Kurt’s pleasure, gently but firmly jerking him off, telling him it’s all right to feel like this, encouraging him to let go, to let it feel good.
Kurt finally lets go. He comes with a choked keening whine all over Corrigan’s fingers, knees buckling with the force of his pleasure, his mind going completely blank for as long as his climax lasts. A few seconds of mindless bliss. The fear and shame and embarrassment only comes after.] F-Fuck… Sorry, sir, s-sorry, I didn’t…
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But Corrigan doesn’t stop, doesn’t slow, doesn’t even move to undress so he can join in. He’s seemingly completely focused on Kurt’s pleasure, gently but firmly jerking him off, telling him it’s all right to feel like this, encouraging him to let go, to let it feel good.
Kurt finally lets go. He comes with a choked keening whine all over Corrigan’s fingers, knees buckling with the force of his pleasure, his mind going completely blank for as long as his climax lasts. A few seconds of mindless bliss. The fear and shame and embarrassment only comes after.] F-Fuck… Sorry, sir, s-sorry, I didn’t…