[ it's a damn miracle that whoever anon is on the other side hasn't heard the thudthudthud of keith's heart. this isn't how he'd pictured allowing someone to experiment with all of his most sensitive and intimate spots, and keith oscillates wildly between freaking out about what he's doing here and and mewling against the back of the chair.
the fingers holding his asscheek twitch as anonymous drags his finger out and pushes right back in with double the thickness. slick with lube and unnaturally slippery, the two fingers glide in with relative ease. keith gasps, shuddering as the fingers push inside. it's still not painful, just hard to shaked discomfort. keith takes a series of deeper breaths, only to jerk and scrape the legs of the chair forward when fingers find the spot again and then spread.
thoroughly unused to the feeling, keith groans low and throaty, grip tight on the arm rests of the chair. it's hard to say that any of this really feels natural when every instinct says to calm down and move away, but he grits his teeth and tries to focus on the bizarre way his dick feels likes being massaged at the root. breath hitching, he gives up on holding his ass open and goes right back to giving his cock a few self soothing pumps as those fingers and poke and stretch.
fuck though. asses weren't meam t for approximating volume with, but surely this guy had a dick bigger than the stretch created by two fingers? grinding his teeth to keep any further noises stifled, keith worries through the prospect of how it's all going to fit. of course, asses can accomodate quite a bit, but it's a barely reassuring thought when it takes a while for his ass to accomodate the stretching. ]
imagine. lotr but san is walter white in tighty whiteys
the fingers holding his asscheek twitch as anonymous drags his finger out and pushes right back in with double the thickness. slick with lube and unnaturally slippery, the two fingers glide in with relative ease. keith gasps, shuddering as the fingers push inside. it's still not painful, just hard to shaked discomfort. keith takes a series of deeper breaths, only to jerk and scrape the legs of the chair forward when fingers find the spot again and then spread.
thoroughly unused to the feeling, keith groans low and throaty, grip tight on the arm rests of the chair. it's hard to say that any of this really feels natural when every instinct says to calm down and move away, but he grits his teeth and tries to focus on the bizarre way his dick feels likes being massaged at the root. breath hitching, he gives up on holding his ass open and goes right back to giving his cock a few self soothing pumps as those fingers and poke and stretch.
fuck though. asses weren't meam t for approximating volume with, but surely this guy had a dick bigger than the stretch created by two fingers? grinding his teeth to keep any further noises stifled, keith worries through the prospect of how it's all going to fit. of course, asses can accomodate quite a bit, but it's a barely reassuring thought when it takes a while for his ass to accomodate the stretching. ]