Jensen's Hard Dick Waiting to Get Worshipped

I can't stop staring at the way Jensen's massive cock hangs heavy between his thighs, the head already glistening with precum as he stands over me on that wooden bed frame. My mouth waters just looking at it. “That's right, get a good look at what you're about to worship,” Jensen growls, wrapping his fist around the thick shaft and giving it a slow stroke. “Nine inches of prime cock, and you're gonna show it the respect it deserves.”
I drop to my knees without hesitation, my hands trembling as I reach up to touch him. My fingers trace his abs first, feeling the hard muscle flex under my touch. Then I lean in, pressing my lips to the base of his cock, breathing in his musky scent.
“Fuck yeah, that's it,” Jensen groans, his free hand gripping the back of my head. “Kiss every inch of that dick. Show me how much you want it.”

I start at the root, my tongue dragging along the underside as I work my way up. The taste of him intoxicating. I wrap my lips around one of his heavy balls, sucking gently while my hand strokes his shaft. Jensen's cock twitches in my grip, growing even harder.
“Goddamn, you love this big dick, don't you?” he taunts, thrusting his hips forward.
My tongue traces every vein, every ridge, worshipping the massive length. I take the head into my mouth, stretching my lips wide around his girth as I suck. Jensen's hand tightens in my hair.
“That's a good cocksucker. Take more of it. I want to feel that throat.” He pushes deeper, and I gag around him, tears forming in my eyes. I pull off gasping, strings of saliva connecting my lips to his glistening cock. “Please, Jensen... I need you inside me.”
He smirks, that cocky grin making my stomach flip. “Beg for it. Tell me how bad you want this dick stretching your ass.”
“I want it so bad,” I whimper, turning around and presenting myself. “I want you to fuck me with that huge cock. Make me your bitch.”

Jensen spits on my hole, rubbing the head of his cock against my entrance. He pushes in slowly, the burn intense as my body struggles to accommodate his size. “Fuck, you're so tight. This ass was made for my cock.”
He starts thrusting, each stroke going deeper until he's buried to the hilt. His balls slap against me with every brutal thrust. “Take it, you little slut. Take every fucking inch.”
Jensen grips on my hips and pounds into me, his dirty talk never stopping. “This is what you wanted, isn't it? Getting railed by my big dick. Say my name while I fuck you.”
“Jensen!!!” I cry out, my own cock throbbing untouched. “Jensen, please, harder!”
“That's right, scream for me.” He reaches around to grab my throat, pulling me back against his chest. “I'm gonna fill this ass with my load. Gonna breed you like the cock-hungry whore you are.”
His pace becomes frantic, his cock swelling inside me. “Fuck, I'm close. You want my cum? Beg for it.”
“Please, Jensen, cum inside me!” I beg, pushing back against him.
“Here it comes,” he groans, burying himself deep as he unloads. I can feel every pulse of his cock as he fills me, his hot cum flooding my ass. Jensen stays buried inside me, both of us panting. He leans in, pressing a surprisingly gentle kiss to my shoulder while reaching for my dick, noticing I had come without my being touched. “Good boy, you took my dick like a champ.”

Jensen: "Big boy waiting for you."

Jensen leaned back against the bed, his legs spread wide to showcase the massive, throbbing dick, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched his plaything… you were on your knees, trembling on the floor before him“Look at it,” Jensen commanded, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. “Look at how fucking big it is compared to you. You’ve been craving this all day, haven't you? Just a hole waiting to be filled.”
You nodded frantically, eyes locked on the thick, veiny shaft that pulsed with every heartbeat. Jensen didn't wait for an invitation. He reached down, grabbing a handful of your hair and yanked your head forward, forcing your face inches away from the glistening head of his dick.

“Open wide, cumdump. I'm going to stretch that throat out until you can't breathe,” Jensen sneered.
He shoved his cock forward, sliding the thick head past your lips in one motion. He didn't give you time to adjust, pumping his hips forward to bury himself deep in your throat. You gagged, tears streaming down.
“Fuck yeah, take it all. Suck every inch of my dick,” Jensen groaned, his pace increasing. He fucked your mouth with brutal efficiency, the sound of wet slapping and muffled moans filling the room. “You love being used like this, don't you? Just a piece of meat for me to dump my load into.”
After a few minutes of relentless throat-fucking, Jensen pulled out with a wet pop. He didn't let you recover, flipping you over instantly and shoving you face-down onto the bed. He ripped your pants down, exposing your tight, shaking ass.

Jensen spat a thick glob of saliva onto your hole, rubbing it in with his thumb before lining himself up. Without a word of warning, he slammed his entire length inside.
“Fuck!” Jensen barked. “You're so fucking tight. It feels like you're trying to squeeze the cum right out of me.”
He began to hammer into you, each thrust deep and it felt so good... The sofa creaked under the force of his movements. Jensen leaned down, biting your shoulder and whispering filth into your ear. “You're nothing but a cumdump. I'm going to fill you so full of my seed that you'll be leaking it for days.”
At this point all you could do was sob, too lost in the sensation of being fucked, body shaking with every heavy impact of Jensen's hips. The friction was intense, the sound of skin hitting skin echoing loudly. Jensen's pace became frantic, his breath coming in heavy heaves as he reached his limit.

“I'm coming…” Jensen growled.
With one final, violent thrust, Jensen buried himself to the hilt and let out a guttural roar. He erupted inside you, pumping wave after wave of hot, thick cum deep into your ass. He didn't pull out immediately, instead grinding his pelvis against your ass, ensuring every drop was deposited deep inside.
As Jensen finally slid out, a mixture of cum and lube leaked from your stretched-out hole. Jensen stood up, looking down at your spent, shaking body with a look of pure satisfaction.
“Good boy,” Jensen smirked, wiping his cock on your back. “Stay right there. I might decide I need another round later.”

Jensen Ackles Ass (2)

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Selfcest: Jensen x Jensen

Jensen had just taken a shower and was getting out of the bathroom, entering him room fully naked, he was greeted with someone also naked in his room, “Great, a groupie.” He thought with himself... paying attention to the figure in his room, he rubbed his eyes, thinking he was going crazy, it was like staring into the mirror, except he wasn’t in front of a mirror, and the image in front of him didn’t mimic him. “What in the fuck?” Jensen was still in disbelief, how come someone who looked like him, no, it was an exact copy of him, was in the middle of his room, smirking at him.

“C’mon, you know what to do.” His copy said, running his hands over his torso, down his abs, giving his dick a small jerk.
The air in the room instantly turned electric, thick with sexual tension. There was no hesitation, there was only the primal urge to conquer a version of himself that was just as hungry, and just as well-endowed…
They collided in the center of the room, their mouths crashing together in a desperate kiss. It was a mind-blowing sensation, Jensen felt the exact pressure he usually applied, the same roughness of the tongue, and the same scent of musk and sweat. It was like kissing a mirror that breathed and moaned. He gripped the back of his doppelganger’s neck, pulling him closer, their chests slapping together. “You have no fucking idea how much I've wanted to do this," Jensen growled against the other man's lips, his voice a low, gravelly rumble.
“Then stop talking and fucking do it,” the doppelganger spat back, as he was shoved back toward the large brown sofa in Jensen’s room.

Jensen didn't need to be told twice. He shoved the copy down, the doppelganger landing hard on the cushions. His dick was thick, heavy, and leaking pre-cum. He looked down and saw the exact same sight, a massive, throbbing cock mirroring his own, twitching with need.
Jensen flipped the copy over, forcing him onto his hands and knees. The sight of his own muscular ass arched and waiting for him was an aphrodisiac like nothing he'd ever experienced. He spat a thick glob of saliva onto the doppelganger's tight hole, rubbing it in with a rough thumb before positioning his head at the entrance.
With one powerful thrust, Jensen buried his entire length inside his copy.
“FUCK!” they both screamed in unison, the sound echoing through the room.
The sensation was transcendental. Jensen felt the tight, scorching grip, it was better than any pussy ever felt, and knowing it was his body receiving the blow was what made it nasty. He felt every ridge of his cock sliding against the internal walls of his own double.
“You feel so fucking tight,” Jensen hissed, grabbing the doppelganger's hips and slamming into him. “I can feel your walls shaking around my cock. You love being fucked by me, don't you?”
The doppelganger let out a guttural moan, his face pressed into the fabric of the sofa. “Yes... fuck me... fuck your own fucking hole... fill me up!”

The sex became a blur of sweat and friction. Jensen flipped the doppelganger over, and started to hammer into him. Every thrust felt like he was fucking himself in the most literal, erotic sense. He could feel the doppelganger's prostate being hammered, and because they were identical, Jensen felt a sympathetic surge of pleasure in his own nerves. It was a feedback loop of pure, unadulterated lust.
The doppelganger reached, grabbing Jensen’s ass to pull him deeper, demanding more. “Harder! Fuck me harder, dick so good!”
Jensen leaned down, and crashed his mouth down on the doppelganger’s, their identical lips meeting in a wet, hungry collision. The sensation hit him like a jolt, kissing his own mouth, feeling the same full lower lip yield under pressure, the same scrape of beard, the same heat and taste of his own tongue sliding against his. It was like making out with a mirror that kissed back, every movement perfectly mirrored yet somehow new because it came from another body.

He kept thrusting the whole time, his dick driving deep into that familiar, gripping heat while their tongues tangled. The doppelganger moaned into the kiss, the sound vibrating straight into Jensen’s mouth, and Jensen answered with a low growl, sucking on the identical tongue like he could pull the pleasure out of it. Their beards rasped together, spit slicking their chins, the kiss turning messy and desperate as Jensen fucked harder, hips snapping forward with every slide of tongue. He could taste the doppelganger’s breath, his own breath, hot and ragged, and it only made him grind deeper, claiming that mouth and that ass at the same time. The kiss never broke, just got filthier, wetter, more possessive, two identical faces locked together while Jensen’s cock kept pounding in and out of his own perfect double.

The doppelganger was reaching his limit. His breath came in ragged, desperate gasps, and his back arched violently as Jensen hit his prostate with every brutal thrust. He reached down, his hand wrapping around his own massive, throbbing dick, pumping it in a frantic rhythm that mirrored the pace of the fucking. “Fuck, this is hot.” The doppelganger let out a choked scream, his eyes rolling back in his head. With a final, violent shudder, he erupted. Thick, white ropes of cum shot upward, splashing across his own abs and chest, coating his skin in hot, sticky seed. He groaned, his body twitching around Jensen's cock, the internal muscles squeezing the intruder in a series of tight, rhythmic pulses that nearly pushed Jensen over the edge.

The sight of his own body covered in cum was the final trigger. Jensen let out a roar, his thrusts becoming short and violent, burying himself as deep as possible. He felt his cock swell to its absolute limit before he exploded, pumping load after load of hot, thick cum deep into the doppelganger's bowels, filling him to the brim.
As the intensity of the orgasm began to fade, Jensen didn't pull out. He stayed buried inside, breathing heavily, the scent of sex and musk overwhelming. He shifted his weight, leaning over the doppelganger's trembling body. He looked down at the glistening white pools of cum smeared across those abs.

Without a word, Jensen lowered his head. He began to lick the cum off the doppelganger's skin, his tongue swirling through the salty, creamy fluid. He tasted himself, the raw, primal flavor of his own seed and it was one of the most erotic things he had ever experienced. He licked every drop, cleaning the doppelganger's stomach with slow, deliberate strokes of his tongue, savoring the taste of their shared climax. Once he had cleaned the skin, Jensen gripped the doppelganger's chin and forced him to look up. Their green eyes met, identical sparks of hunger and satisfaction. Jensen leaned in, crashing their mouths together in a filthy, desperate kiss.
As they tongued each other, Jensen spat a bit of the cum he had just licked into the doppelganger's mouth, and the copy did the same, swapping the taste of their seed back and forth. It was a dirty, wet exchange, their saliva mixing with the remnants of their orgasms. They sucked on each other's tongues, sharing the essence of their pleasure in a final, mind-blowing act of narcissism, two identical gods bound together by sweat, seed, and an insatiable need for one another.

Jensen Ackles: "Massive dick unleashed, ready to play"

Jensen leaned back against a black wall, his gaze heavy and predatory as he looked at you kneeling between his legs. Jensen didn't say a word at first, simply letting the silence stretch until you were vibrating with anticipation.
“You've been waiting for this all day, haven't you?” Jensen’s voice was a low, gravelly drawl, dripping with cockiness. He reached down, his fingers gripping your chin and forcing you to look up. “Look at me. I want to see how desperate you are.”
You whimpered, eyes wide and pleading. Jensen smirked, his expression arrogant and knowing. He slowly reached for the button of his trousers, popping it open with a deliberate click.
“Mouth open.” Jensen commanded, his tone leaving no room for hesitation.


You obeyed instantly, sliding further forward on the floor, jaw dropping open as Jensen freed his cock. It sprang out, thick and heavy, a massive vein pulsing along the length of the shaft. It was imposing and you stared at it in awe.
“Don't just stare at it, take it,” Jensen groaned, his hand moving to the back of your head, fingers tangling in your hair to guide you.
As you slid your lips over the broad head of Jensen's dick, Jensen let out a sharp exhale, his hips giving a small thrust. “Yeah, just like that. Suck it deep. I want to feel your throat tighten around me.”
Jensen’s dirty talk became a constant stream, fueling the fire. “You love being my little toy, don't you? You love knowing that I own every inch of you. Wrap those lips tight and show me how much you want to please me.”
Your cheeks hollowed as you tried to take as much of the thick shaft as possible. Jensen watched you with a look of pure satisfaction, his hand tightening in your hair, controlling the pace, forcing you to bob up and down with precision.
“Good boy,” Jensen whispered, removing the dick from my mouth. “Now, crawl around to the back. I want to see that ass shaking while you beg for it.”

You scrambled to obey, turning around and arching your back, presenting your ass. Jensen’s cock was glistening with pre-cum, and soon he stepped behind you. He gripped your hips, taking a closer look at your asshole, removing a plug that was there. Jensen growled, shoving three of his thick fingers inside of you, chuckling when he heard you moan. “You're so fucking open for me,” His fingers were gone, making you feel empty, but the sensation only lasted a few seconds, because soon he was positioning the head of his dick against the tight entrance. “I'm going to stretch you out until you can't think of anything but my cock filling you up.”
With one thrust, Jensen slammed home, burying his entire length inside you in one go. You let out a choked scream, body jolting from the sudden fullness.

“Take it all,” Jensen began at a rhythmic pace. He hammered into you, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the room. “Tell me who you belong to. Tell me while I fuck you into the floor!”
“You! I belong to you, Jensen!” you sobbed, voice broken and desperate.
“That's right,” Jensen groaned, his pace accelerating, his breath coming in heavy rasps. “You're my fucking hole. Now hold still and take every inch of this.”
Jensen drove himself deeper and deeper, his movements primal, until you felt the build-up reach a breaking point. With a final roar, he slammed himself home one last time and erupted, filling you with thick, hot loads of cum that pulsed deep inside you.
Jensen stayed there for a moment, panting, his chest heaving against your back. He slowly pulled out, leaving you slumped and shaking on the floor, leaking his seed.
Jensen looked down at you, a smug smile on his face. “Clean me up,” he ordered, his spent dick in front of you, and who were you to deny this man anything…

Jensen Ackles: "Hard and ready, come take a seat."

Jensen sat back in that grey wooden chair, looking exactly like the cocky bastard I knew he was. He didn't say a word at first, just spread his legs wide, letting his massive dick spring free. I stared at it, my throat going dry. It was monstrous, thick, veiny, and pulsing with a heavy weight that seemed impossible for one man to carry. The head was a deep, swollen purple, leaking a bead of pre-cum.
“What are you waiting for?” Jensen smirked, his voice a low, commanding rasp. “Get over here and take it. Now.”
My legs felt like jelly as I crawled toward him. Up close, the size of his dick was even more intimidating. It looked like a piece of polished mahogany, thick as my wrist. I trembled, my own cock leaking through my underwear just from the sight of him.
“I... I don't know if I can,” I whispered, looking up at him, he had already opened me up, but his dick really was something else…

Jensen let out a sly smile, reaching out to grab my hand, guiding me to his lap, making me straddle him. As I slowly lowered myself, the broad head of his cock pressed against my entrance. I gasped, my muscles instinctively clenching. He was too big. The moment I started to sink, I felt my skin stretching to the absolute limit.
“Fuck, you're tight,” Jensen groaned, his hands gripping my waist. I pushed harder, a whimper escaping my lips. I felt the thick shaft sliding inside me, forcing my walls apart. Every millimeter was a struggle, I could feel the ridges of his veins scraping against my internal walls, filling me so completely that I felt like I couldn't breathe. I stopped halfway, my breath coming in ragged gasps, my body shaking from the sheer intensity of the stretch.
"It's... it's too big," I sobbed, but the pain was quickly being overtaken by an overwhelming sense of fullness. I felt occupied, dominated, completely claimed by him.
With a desperate moan, I shoved myself down. I felt a sudden, sharp pressure as the head of his cock slammed deep into my gut, hitting my prostate with a force that made my vision blur. I collapsed against his chest, my insides screaming from the expansion. I was completely impaled. The sensation of being totally filled, sent a shockwave of pleasure through my entire nervous system.
I didn't even touch myself. The sheer friction of his massive dick filling me, combined with the intensity of the stretch, was too much. My toes curled, my back arched, and I suddenly erupted, my cum spraying across Jensen's stomach in thick, white ropes. I screamed into his shoulder, my body racking with an orgasm triggered purely by the size of him inside me.

Jensen didn't let me move. He started to thrust upward, his hips snapping with violent power. He was hammering into me, his thick shaft sliding in and out of my drenched hole with a wet, slapping sound. “I didn’t even have to touch you”. The fact I had come so fast seemed to have turned Jensen on even more, because he accelerated his thrusts, they started to become shorter and more frantic. I could feel his cock swelling even further inside me, the pressure becoming unbearable. With one final, guttural roar, Jensen slammed himself deep into my core and locked his arms around me. I felt the hot, thick jets of his cum exploding deep inside my bowels, filling me to the brim. He pumped load after load into me, the heat of his seed flooding my internals, leaving me shaking and completely spent, pinned beneath his dominant weight.

Jensen Ackles: "Huge cock ready for action, come and get it"

I had been staring at Jensen for the last hour, my throat dry and my heart hammering against my ribs. He knew exactly what he was doing to me. He was sprawled across the gray sofa, shirtless, his muscular chest rising and falling with a slow rhythm. “You've been eyeing it all night,” Jensen said nonchalant, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. He shifted, the fabric of his trousers straining against the thick, heavy bulge between his legs. “You want it, don't you?”
I couldn't speak, I just nodded, my gaze locked on that bulge.
“Get over here. On your knees,” he commanded.
I didn't hesitate. I slid off the chair and sank to the floor between his legs. Up close, the scent of him hit me like a wave, musk, expensive cologne, and raw man. Jensen reached down, his hand gripping the front of his pants before he unbuttoned them and slid the zipper down with a slow, metallic hiss.
When he freed himself, I actually gasped. His cock was massive, a thick, pulsing vein running up the length of the heavy shaft, the head a deep, angry pink. It looked too big to be real, a heavy piece of meat that demanded total attention.
“Look at it,” Jensen groaned, leaning back and spreading his legs wider. “Now open your mouth and take it.” I didn’t waste time, I leaned in, my lips brushing against the sensitive head. I flicked my tongue over the slit, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum, his fingers digging into my hair.
“Fuck, you're eager,” he growled. “Wrap those lips around it. All of it. I want to feel you choking on me.”

I opened wide and pushed forward, sliding my mouth over the broad head. The girth was overwhelming, stretching my cheeks and filling my mouth completely. As I slid further down, the thickness of him hit the back of my throat, triggering a gag reflex that made my eyes water.
“That's it, choke on it,” Jensen whispered, his voice dripping with dominance. “Take my big dick, you little slut. Suck it like you fucking need it.”
He started to thrust his hips, pushing deeper into my throat. Each shove felt like it was hitting the base of my brain. I gripped his thighs, my fingers digging into his muscles as I tried to keep up with the pace. The sound of my wet mouth sliding up and down his shaft filled the room.
"Your mouth feels fucking incredible,” he groaned, his head tossing back against the sofa. “Suck the head, use your tongue. Lick every inch of this cock.”
I obeyed, swirling my tongue around the rim of his glans. I could hear his breathing get heavier, more erratic. He started to pick up the speed, his thrusts becoming more violent, forcing me to lean back just to accommodate the length.

“I'm gonna cum,” he warned, his voice straining. “I'm gonna fill your fucking throat. Don't you dare pull away. You're going to swallow every drop of my cum.”
He gripped the back of my head tight, locking me in place, and delivered three hard, deep lunges that buried him to the hilt. With a guttural roar, he spasmed, his body tensing as he shot load after load of thick, hot cum deep into my throat. I gagged, my throat constricting around him, but I swallowed hard, gulping down the heavy cream as he continued to pulse inside me.
When he finally pulled out, a string of saliva and cum connected his glistening cock to my lips. Jensen looked down at me, a smirk of pure satisfaction on his face.
“Good boy,” he murmured, reaching down to pat my cheek. “Now clean the rest off with your tongue.”

Jensen Ackles: Bound and tied.

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Jensen Ackles: "Come taste my giant dick, now."

“Don't just stare at it, open your mouth. Now.” Jensen growled, reaching down to grip the back of your neck, his fingers digging into your skin to push you closer.
You obeyed instantly, parting your lips. Jensen didn't give you time to adjust, he shoved his cock forward, burying the head deep into your throat. You gagged, eyes watering, but Jensen only tightened his grip on your neck, pushing deeper.
“Take it all,” Jensen hissed, his hips beginning to thrust rhythmically. “Suck it like your fucking life depends on it. I want to feel every inch of your throat squeezing my cock.”
The sound of wet, sloppy suction filled the room. Jensen groaned, his head hitting the wall behind him as you began to work your tongue around the rim of the head, swirling it before sliding back down to the base.
“Yeah, just like that,” Jensen muttered, his voice dripping with dominance. “You're such a good little slut, aren't you? Just a hole for me to use.”

Jensen began to pick up the pace, his thrusts becoming more aggressive, forcing your head back and forth. He watched with a smirk as you struggled to keep up, saliva dripping from the corners of your mouth and coating Jensen's shaft in a glistening sheen.
“I'm gonna fill your fucking throat,” Jensen warned, his breath hitching as he neared the edge. “I'm gonna cum so deep in your mouth you'll be tasting me for hours.” The friction was intense, the wet heat of your mouth gripping him tight. Jensen's muscles coiled, his thighs flexing as he gave one final, powerful shove, burying himself to the hilt. He let out a guttural roar, his body shuddering as he blasted thick, hot ropes of cum deep into your throat.
He didn't pull out immediately, keeping you pinned there, forcing you to take every single drop of the load. Only when Jensen was completely spent did he slide out with a wet pop, leaving you gasping for air, a string of white cum connecting his dick to your lips.
Jensen looked down at you, a satisfied smile on his face. “Clean it up,” he ordered, gesturing to the stray drips on his thighs. “Lick every fucking drop off me.”

Jensen Ackles: Zip down, dick out, ready to play

“Do you like what you see, or are you just imagining how it feels to have me inside you?” Jensen took a slow, deliberate step forward, his still soft dick hanging between his open pants. The sheer size of him was overwhelming, the scent of musk and expensive cologne filling the air. He reached out, his large hand gripping the back of your neck and forcing you to look up at him.
“I can tell you're desperate,” he murmured, a smirk playing on his lips. “Your breath is shaking. You want this thick cock stretching you out, don't you?”
Without waiting for an answer, he shoved you backward onto the nearest surface. He stepped between your legs, his dick brushing against your thigh. He leaned down, his hot breath ghosting over your ear.
“I'm going to fuck you until you can't remember your own name,” he growled, his hand sliding down to grip your ass, squeezing the flesh hard. “I want to hear you scream while I ram this cock deep into your tight little hole. You're going to take every inch of me, and you're going to beg for more.”

He shifted, giving his dick a few strokes, and just like that it was hard… He made you lay there, lifting your legs to rest over his shoulders, positioning the broad head of his cock right against your entrance, no condom, just the lube you had used to open yourself earlier. He didn't ease in, he gave one powerful, dominant thrust, burying his entire length inside you in one go.
“Fuck!” You heard his deep groan, his muscles locking up as he felt your tight walls clamp around him. “You're so fucking tight. God, it feels nice to be buried in you.”

Jensen began to move, his pace relentless. Each thrust was deep and heavy, his hips slamming against you with a wet, slapping sound. He reached down, grabbing your hips to anchor you, driving himself deeper with every stroke.
“Look at me,” he commanded, his voice strained with pleasure. “Look at how I'm fucking you. You're my little slut today, aren't you? Just a hole for me to dump my load into.”
The friction was intense, the feeling of his thick shaft sliding in and out of you sending sparks of pleasure through your entire body. He picked up the speed, his thrusts becoming shorter and more violent, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

“I'm going to fill you up. I'm going to cum so deep inside you that you'll feel it in your throat.” With one final groan, Jensen slammed himself home one last time and held it there. His body shuddered violently as he erupted, pumping thick, hot loads of cum deep into your bowels. He groaned loudly, his forehead resting against yours, both of you panting in the sudden silence of the room, the only sound the wet slide of his cock as he slowly pulled out, leaving you leaking and spent.

Leather Daddy: Jensen Ackles (3)

“Look at you,” Jensen growls, his voice low and rough, reverberating off the stone walls. “Already dripping for me, huh? You’re gonna beg for every inch.”
Your hands are bound behind your back with soft black rope. A leather collar encircles your throat, a small ring dangling from it, waiting for Jensen’s leash.
“You like being restrained?” Jensen asks, stepping closer. He lifts a gloved hand, tracing the line of your jaw with his thumb. “Answer me.”
“Y‑yes, sir,” You whisper, voice cracking. “I… I want you to use me.”
Jensen’s lips curl into a smirk. He slides his hand down, gripping your chin firmly, forcing your eyes to meet. “Good. Because I’m gonna make you scream until your throat is raw.”
He unbuckles his pants, letting them fall to his ankles. His cock springs free, thick and heavy, a glossy, pink head. A bead of precum slides down the shaft, catching the light.
“Open up,” Jensen commands, pressing the tip against your parted lips. “Suck it like you mean it.”
You obey, wrapping your lips around the swollen head, tongue swirling eagerly. Jensen moans low, his hips jerking forward as the warm mouth envelops him. He grabs a handful of your hair, pulling just enough to elicit a gasp.

“That’s it,” Jensen growls, his voice thick with pleasure. “Feel how hard I am? You’re gonna take every inch down that pretty throat of yours.”
He begins to thrust, slow at first, then faster, each push driving his cock deeper. Your eyes water, but he doesn’t pull away.
“Taking it like a good boy, you love the taste of my precum, don’t you? You want me to fill you up?”
“Yes, sir… please…” You manage around his cock, voice muffled but desperate.
Jensen pulls back, leaving you gasping, a string of saliva connecting your lips to the tip of Jensen’s cock. He steps back, admiring the sight: Your chest heaving, nipples hard, the rope biting into your wrists, the collar tight around your throat.
“Turn over,” Jensen orders, his tone leaving no room for argument. “Ass up, face down.”
You obey, presenting your rounded ass, the cheeks clenched in anticipation. Jensen runs a firm hand over the smooth globes, feeling the heat radiating from the skin. He leans in, biting the left cheek hard enough to leave a red imprint.

“You like that?” he snarls, his teeth grazing the flesh. “You’re gonna love what comes next.”
He reaches for a leather flogger hanging from a nearby rack, the tails soft yet menacing. He flicks it once, the tips brushing your inner thigh, eliciting a startled whimper.
“Count,” Jensen commands, his voice dripping with authority. “Every strike, you count. If you lose count, I start over.”
You, eyes squeezed shut. Jensen brings the flogger down with a measured swing, the tails landing across your ass with a sharp thwack. You jerk, a gasp escaping your lips.
“One,” You chuck out.
Another strike lands, harder this time, the sting blooming across both cheeks. “Two,” You whimper, body trembling.
Jensen establishes a rhythm, each blow landing with precision, the pain mingling with an undeniable arousal. Your cock trapped between your thighs, hard and leaking precum onto the stone floor.
“You’re doing so well,” Jensen murmurs, as he drops the flogger.
“Time to fuck you proper,” Jensen declares, his voice raw with lust. He lines up his cock at the slick entrance, the head pressing against the rim.
“Ready?” he asks, though he already knows the answer.
“Yes, sir… please… fuck me hard,” you beg, voice hoarse.

Jensen doesn’t hesitate. He thrusts forward, burying himself to the hilt in one powerful stroke. You, a raw, animal sound that echoes off the stone walls, body bucking against the intrusion.
“Fuck… you’re so tight,” Jensen pants, his hips beginning a relentless rhythm. Each thrust drives his cock deeper.
Jensen leans over, his chest pressing against your back, Jensen’s mouth bites down your ear.
“You like that?” he growls, his tongue lapping at the bite mark. “You like being marked? You like knowing everyone will see what I’ve done to you?”
“Yes… sir… please… more…” you whimper, ass clenching around Jensen’s cock with each thrust.

The pace becomes frantic, Jensen’s hips slamming into your ass with brutal force. The sound of flesh meeting flesh fills the room, a wet, slapping rhythm accompanied by your choked cries and Jensen’s guttural grunts.
“I’m gonna fill you up,” Jensen warns, his voice low and dangerous. “You’re gonna feel my cum pumping deep inside you, filling you till you leak.”
Jensen’s thrusts become erratic, his balls tightening. With a final, deep plunge, Jensen erupts, hot jets of semen flooding your rectum. You shudder, a long, drawn-out moan escaping your lips as you feel the hot liquid coat your inner walls.
Jensen continues to pump, milking every last drop, his cock still throbbing inside the clenching heat. When he finally stills, he pulls out slowly, a string of cum and lube trailing from his cock to the gaping hole, which twitches and leaks onto the stone floor.
“Look at you,” Jensen breathes, his chest heaving, sweat glistening on his forehead. “You’re a mess. And you loved every second of it.” 

Jensen Ackles: Big dick, condom full, ready to burst

Jensen sat back against the black leather chair, his legs spread wide to showcase the heavy, thick cock that pulsed between his thighs. He didn't say a word, just watched with a predatory smirk as you knelt on the floor between his knees. 

“Get over here,” he commanded, his voice a low, gravelly rumble.

You didn't hesitate, crawling forward until your face was inches from his heat. The smell of him, musk and expensive cologne hit you instantly. Jensen reached down, his large hand gripping the back of your neck, forcing your mouth open. He didn't give you time to adjust, nor did he bother to take the condom off his dick… he shoved his meat deep into your throat, gagging you instantly.

He groaned, his hips thrusting forward to bury his length in your mouth. You couldn’t taste him, just the feel of the rubber in your mouth and most likely the taste of a pussy that he was fucking… He shoved his dick again and when he was putting it out, you took the chance to bite the condom and free his dick… Jensen only smirked, and then he started fucking your throat with a rhythmic, brutal pace, his fingers digging into your scalp to keep you pinned. Every time you tried to pull back for air, he pushed deeper, making sure you felt every inch of his girth stretching your cheeks.

After a few minutes of relentless throat-fucking, he pulled out with a wet pop. He flipped you over instantly, shoving your face down into the leather and hiking your ass up in the air.

“I'm going to stretch you out,” he whispered harshly against your ear.

He didn't use lube, he used the spit still coating his shaft. Jensen lined himself up and slammed into you in one hard motion. You let out a choked scream as his massive cock ripped through your tight hole, bottoming out against your prostate.

He began to hammer into you, his heavy balls slapping against your ass with every wet thud. He was relentless, gripping your hips and pulling you back onto him to ensure he hit the deepest spot possible. The friction was intense, the feeling of his thick shaft filling every millimeter of your insides driving you crazy.

Jensen’s breathing became ragged, his thrusts becoming faster and more desperate. He reached around to grab your cock, jerking you off in sync with the way he was fucking your ass. As you reached your limit, he let out a guttural growl and delivered one final, deep plunge. He shuddered violently, pumping hot, thick loads of cum deep inside your ass, filling you up while you erupted across the leather chair.

“We're not done yet...” Jensen got up, taking the spent condom you threw on the floor. “On your knees boy”. He ordered and you obeyed, still feeling his hot cum pulsating inside of you. You look at him holding the condom with the white and viscous fluid.

“Open,” Jensen growled, his voice low and commanding.

Parting your lips as he pressed the condom’s tip against your mouth. He squeezed, forcing a hot stream of semen to spill onto your tongue. The salty, musky taste flooded your senses, thick and warm, coating every inch of your oral cavity.

He didn’t let you pull away. Jensen’s grip tightened on your jaw, guiding the condom deeper until you swallowed the entire contents in one gulping, shuddering motion. The cum slid down your throat, leaving a lingering, decadent aftertaste as he smirked, watching you choke and then breathe heavily.

Soldier Boy Fucking Bombsight (2)

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Soldier Boy Fucking Bombsight.

“Hiya, Robbie.” Soldier Boy smirked looking at his old “friend” standing in front of him in an abandoned warehouse. 

“Ben... it's been a long time.” Bombsight got closer. “Did you miss me?”

“Sure, missed my fuck buddy, did you miss my cock deep inside of you?”

“You know, I wouldn't turn down a revival…” He was now in front of Soldier Boy. 

Ben's smirk widened, his eyes scanning Bombsight’s frame with a hunger that hadn't faded with time. Robbie didn't waste another second on words. He reached out, grabbing the back of Ben's neck and pulling him in for a bruising, aggressive kiss. It wasn't a greeting, it was a claim. Their tongues clashed violently, tasting of desperation and old memories, while Soldier Boy’s other hand slid down to grip Ben's ass, squeezing the muscle hard.

“Fuck, you're still as needy as ever,” Soldier Boy groaned against his lips, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. “Did I ever tell you? You are the only one who could really take what I had to give, best hole, best mouth that got wrapped around my dick.”

Robbie shoved Ben backward, pinning him against a rusted metal support beam of the warehouse. The clang of metal echoed through the empty space, but neither of them cared. Bombsight stepped deep into Ben's space, pressing his hard, thick cock right against Ben's thigh, letting him feel the heat of it through their clothes.

“I'm so turned on.” Robbie said, looking at Ben.

“Less talking... more doing,” Ben breathed, his hand reaching down to fumble with the fastening of his own pants.

“Impatient little shit,” Robbie chuckled. He didn't help him, he just stood there, smirking, enjoying the sight of Ben struggling.

Once the fabric gave way, Soldier Boy's cock sprang free, thick, big and pulsing, already leaking a bead of pre-cum at the tip. Robbie didn't hesitate. He dropped to his knees on the dusty concrete floor, his eyes locking onto the shaft before he wrapped his hand around the base and slid his mouth over the head.

Soldier Boy let out a sharp hiss of pleasure, his fingers digging into Robbie's hair, forcing his head down deeper. “Yeah, just like that. Take it all.”

The sound of wet, sloppy suction filled the warehouse, the rhythmic slap of Robbie's face hitting Ben's pelvic bone echoing in the silence.

Ben leaned back against the beam now, his hips beginning to thrust instinctively into Robbie's mouth. “Fuck, you've still got the best mouth in the service. Keep going... suck it dry before I flip you around and wreck that ass.”

Soldier Boy Having His Dick Sucked By The Deep.

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Jensen Ackles Is Ready To Claim Any Tight Hole That Dares To Take It.

“Look at this beast,” Jensen growled, wrapping a hand around his shaft and giving it a slow, deliberate stroke. The skin slid over the rigid core, making it swell even larger in his grip. “This big fucking cock is gonna stretch that tight ass of yours wide open.”

You swallowed hard, chest heaving as you stared, mesmerized. Jensen got up from the couch, getting closer to you on the bed, “I'm gonna ram this monster inside you, make you beg for every inch. You'll feel it pounding your prostate until you're leaking like a faucet, screaming my name while I fill you up with my hot load.”

Jensen leaned down, his breath hot against your ear, “Bet your hole's clenching just thinking about it. I'm gonna fuck you raw, own that ass until you can't walk straight. You want this dick wrecking you, don't you? Say it.”

You nodded frantically, hands reaching up to grip Jensen's dick. “Yes... fuck, please.”

With a wicked grin, Jensen got on the bed and aligned his throbbing cock against your lips. “Open wide first, slut. Suck it down your throat to get it ready for your greedy hole.”

Soldier Boy is Hard and Ready to Fuck

“You want to give it a try, doll?” Soldier Boy smirked, looking into your eyes, he had woken up, and you just entered the room. “Bet you've never seen one this big up close. Can you handle it? Because some can't handle the kick, but something tells me you'll do just fine.”

Soldier Boy In All His Glory

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