"You enjoy being filled, Anders, and I mean to fill you in every way possible. I let you strain for a moment or two, I wait for you to find your breath, to find your words, twisting the rod between my fingers as you adjust. It is a thing of beauty, watching you struggle. You are trying so hard not to fuck yourself on this rod- were I not so focused on your pleasure I might tend to my own." But no, this is about Anders. For Anders.

"You ask, and eventually? I give. I let the rod drop those last few inches and slow the curve to drag deep inside, letting it hit the glad you need. It's different like this- sharper, sweeter than it would be had I my cock in your ass. Depending on how well you take these that may be in the cards, yes? But for now it is this. I let you have it, all of it for a moment more before withdrawing it a few inches, just enough to pull it from the depths of you, and let go. I hold your cock upright and watch as your body takes it in as deep as you can manage."