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Chapter 73 - Chapter 72: The Finest Measure Of Intensity

Apartment 44, The Parguise Apartment Complex, Southport, New Jersey.....

  Moans continued to fill the bedroom as Ron Hemming shamelessly pounded his massive appendage in and out of the tight shapely arse of the thin male model known as Oliver Lorenz who gripped his bedsheets howling as his toes curled and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed aloud along with his shouting. He'd been red in the face from the knowledge of the fact that his baby sister could hear him scream for the cock that drove him insane with lust, he knew he wouldn't be able to live her teasing down but Ron pounding that hidden button inside him made it all worthwhile as he whimpered and moaned arching his shapely olive colored arse into the pale flesh of the older brute's pelvis. Both had been converted with a thick sheen of sweat and neither had been willing to give an inch as far as backing down had gone. 

  Oliver moaned again and again, as Ron's keen ears took in the sound as if it had been music. He had enjoyed bedding the thin man quite a bit since he'd become his primary source of pleasure in the wake of Talia Summers leaving him behind to get married to her Greek actor. He indulged in a bit of fun with Charlotte now and again but her current progression of pregnancy made it impossible for him to let loose when he'd been with her. 

Ron's bare naked pale arse was still decidedly well-toned as it was pumped against Oliver's tanned bare arse as they both howled amid the steady sound of the headboard beating against the nearby wall. The hulking brute of a werewolf had not seemed to care that he'd been jolting the mortal thin man every which way in a bid to shove as much of his massive cock inside the tight orifice as possible. Oliver's mewling increased as he gripped the mattress digging his fingers into the bedding as Ron continued to pound his shapely arse bouncing them up and down in rapid strokes as if he'd been in some sort of lust-bound trance. 

A whimper and a gasp passed from the lips of the handsome thin man as Ron continued to pump his cock inside him drilling that sweet spot over and over as Oliver howled with need and exhilaration in the wake of it being stimulated causing his own cock to spurt rope after rope of his own thin seed coating himself and the bedding below them. 

"Fuck....fuck....fuck...fuck..." chanted Oliver in a mindless trance as Ron's massive cock continued to pound his insides. "OH....OH...OH FUCK....FUCK...FUCK...OH!"

Ron growled and grunted as his pace increased into an almost frenzy as he continued to lay claim to the tight arse of Oliver Lorenz pounding him for all he was worth as the handsome thin man moaned in the background. He had not intended to take all of his aggression out on Oliver's tight arse but seeing Karlos had done something to him caused a good deal of agitation and lust to build as his Les Ferale blood boiled in his veins and his seed churned in his loins desperate for release no matter the orifice. 

Oliver continued to bounce along Ron's massive cock nearly boneless as the older brute had his way hammering his small frame with long and frenzied strokes. He felt the biting of Ron's fangs dig into his heat-sensitive flesh and moaned even louder as the pounding commenced his body rocked with sensation overload as he struggled amid gasps to get ahold of himself. 

The handsome thin man felt so helpless and weak in the hulking brute's arms and at the mercy of his massive pistoning cock as it stretched him to the brink and continued to pound his inner depths crashing into the hidden bundle of nerves that made Oliver's body shudder again and again as his cock spurt splattering the bedding once again as he gasped his testicles pulsing as Ron pounded him harder and harder driven by his own need for a release amid sex soaked sheets. 

The brute never seemed to run out of stamina with his pace so brazen as he continued to bounce Oliver along his mattress. Unknownst to them, or rather unbeknownst to Oliver, his sister Becca had been eagerly watching the show as Ron's naked and heavily chiseled body flexed and her brother's bounced in the wake of their act amid howls and groans. 

She had never seen anything like it, or Ron for that matter as the pale naked brute had his way with her elder brother as if he'd been a woman making him moan and scream for him as he drilled his massive cock deeper into his tight tanned arse. She'd imagined Ron being large and powerful but not to this extent as she found herself quite turned on by the show despite her brother's constant screams and moans in the background. 

Ron's nostrils flared as he caught the pungent scent of her arousal and continued to pump his hips into the tanned arse of her brother making the younger man moan again and again as he tensed and coated the bed once more with his thin-grade release as he whimpered through the intense pounding, his body much more sensitive after this latest wave than before. Oliver whimpered again and again as tears streamed down his cheeks feeling Ron impale him harder and faster. He'd been too good, much too good and Oliver could hardly keep up as he was continuously pounded into his mattress. Another deep thrust sent him off again and his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he blacked out unable to take much more of the intense pounding of his overworked arse. 

Ron snarled as he felt his cock throb and his release burst from it filling the unconscious Oliver's tight arse as he groaned kissing and licking the flesh of the thin man's neck and shoulder. His eyes shifted back to their natural state and he thrust forward once more before pulling out and climbing off the bed. He smirked as he noted how Oliver had been sprawled amid the messy bed coated in a thick sheen of sweat and his own release. 

The hulking brute turned his attention toward grabbing a nearby towel and wiping off his slick appendage before moving through the bedroom and toward the bathroom where he proceeded to empty his aching bladder and wash his face before stepping out into the living room still naked but decidedly fresher than he'd been after putting Oliver out of commission. He could still smell the scent of arousal from Becca Lorenz and had aimed to make her little fantasy a much more obtainable reality. 

After all, it made no difference to him where he shoved his massive cock, so long as it was a warm and inviting hole to begin with.