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.