Jensen Ackles Fucking Elliot Knight

“Fuck, look at you,” Jensen growled, his voice low and rough, Texas drawl thickening with lust. “That tight ass is begging for my dick. You want it, don't you? Want me to stretch you open?”

Elliot's breath hitched, his brown eyes darkening as he spread his legs, an open invitation. His own erection bobbed heavily on his stomach, the dark shaft glistening. “Hell yeah, Jensen. Pound my hole with that big cock of yours.”

Jensen smirked. He spread those muscular cheeks wide, exposing the puckered entrance. Without warning, he spat on it, rubbing the saliva in with his thumb before lining up his cockhead. “Gonna fuck you raw, boy. Feel how hard you make me? All for that sweet ass.”

He thrust forward, the blunt head breaching Elliot's ring in one slow, deliberate push. Elliot groaned, fists clenching the sheets. Jensen sank in balls-deep, his hips slapping against Elliot's skin in a rhythmic contrast. He pulled back almost out, then slammed home again, setting a brutal pace. 

Elliot pushed back, meeting every thrust, his body rocking. Jensen's pace quickened, hips pistoning like a machine. “Gonna cum soon, fill that ass up. Are you ready for my load? Mark you inside out?” 

“Do it! Pump me full,” Elliot demanded, clenching around him.

With a guttural roar, Jensen buried himself to the hilt, his cock pulsing as ropes of hot cum erupted into Elliot's depths. Elliot followed seconds later, spilling onto the bed with a shuddering cry. They collapsed together, Jensen still buried deep, whispering more dirty promises as they caught their breath.