You Had A Bad Day
Miguel shook his head, a grimace appeared on Peter’s face. Miguel pulled Peter up onto his lap, his dick sliding between Peter’s still suited thighs, the fabric of his suit scraping painfully against Miguel’s shaft, Miguel winced in pain, feeling like he just got carpet burn on his cock. He pushed his hands down to Peter’s thighs and quickly ripped through Peter’s suit with his claws, revealing his thighs and crotch, now Miguel could easily fuck Peter’s thighs. He grabbed his hips and slowly started to move him up and down while keeping his legs together, Peter watched miserably as Miguel’s tip revealed itself then disappeared between his thighs, his legs smeared with his precum which was once again leaking out of his slit.
Suddenly Peter felt Miguel’s hands tugging at the one thing keeping his dignity intact, his boxers, it wasn’t like he had much dignity left so he struggled against Miguel he held him firmly against his lap and easily sliced through the middle of his underwear. Miguel slipped Peter’s dick out which was limp and unaroused, Miguel scowled and spat in his hand and started pumping both of their dicks at the same time, Miguel smirked at the size difference between them, Peter’s was almost tiny compared to Miguel’s cock.
Peter felt betrayed as his dick slowly started getting hard, he didn’t want any of this yet his body was telling Miguel otherwise, he shut his eyes making the tears that where clumping up in his eyelashes spill down his cheeks. His thighs felt unnaturally slippery almost greasy. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard I’ll get you pregnant..” Miguel hissed in his ear, making him cringe. Peter had never been this scared before in his life, he was terrified that Miguel could end up killing him.
“You can’t act like you’re not into this you dirty slut.. You’re hard..” Miguel sneered, flicking the tip of Peters dick making him wince in pain yet he didn’t respond, perhaps if he kept quiet Miguel would take it easy on him..