this is the second part to amab!reader with hyperspermia and this time, you’ve got johnny curious post training in the locker room. course you sported a boner with johnny, especially when he was straddling you all pretty with the biggest fucking smile on his face.
“aye [+], need some help with that?”
johnny asks, grinning at the sight of you sitting down and feeling the strain of your hard cock against your basketball shorts. for fuck’s sake.
“i’d appreciate a hand, sergeant.” you smile, palming yourself at the sight of the scotsman perk up at the answer.
which is how johnny finds himself, on his knees in a shower stall with you. his mouth deepthroating the fuck out of you, his tongue swirling against your tip. the eagerness in the man on his knees made you want to fuck him stupid. you’re leaning against the wall and looking down at the pretty sergeant, all wet from the water cascading down your bodies. you need him right there fuck now.
but no, lust is patient, lust is kind.. or was that love? what fuckin’ ever.
a hand tangles itself in johnny’s mohawk as you begin to move his head up and down your cock, the obscene plap! plap! plap! of the water really riling you up.
“haaah— fuck, johnny—“
johnny who opens his eyes to look at you, blinking innocently and fuck, watching him hollow his cheeks and suck you harder just makes you want to fucking cum right then and there.
which.. it really doesn’t take you long, stuttering your hips and whining. your hands migrate to grab the sides of johnny’s face. your pace quickens, you feel johnny’s moans vibrate your cock and oh my fucking god—
that was enough to make you cum into johnny’s mouth and pull out halfway through cumming. you’re panting as you watch johnny groan at the mouthful of cum he had— and you were still painting his fuckin’ face with your spunk.
“steamin’ jesus, sir, didn’t know you came this much.” johnny practically moans at the feel of the cum being washed away.
you’re too busy trying to collect yourself before you feel johnny pull you down on the sopping bathroom floor. you’re a little confused before you find the sergeant positioning his ass on your dick, a hand on his t-dick. you can feel how wet johnny was and goddamnit, you were ready to go again.
“lemme just get a feel for it in my ass, yes sir?”
and god, you’re nodding pathetically as you relish in the tight fuckin’ ass that you’re about to fill and leave wanting more after this shower.
