could i maybe get some mark makin sean hold until he looses it while on marks lap? 👀
you most certainly can ;)
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“Jesus, fuck - ”
“Mm, you close?”
“Shut up!”
Mark laughed, sliding his hands from Jack’s hips to his ass and feeling him up through the fabric of his briefs. “I mean, are you?”
“What do you think, you bastard?” Jack hissed, squirming in his seat on Mark’s lap. There was no anger in his voice though; only desperation.
“It’s been a while since I made you do this for me, hasn’t it?” he murmured, tilting his hips up into the friction Jack’s movements provided. “Been a while since you held it so long. Bet it hurts, hm?”
Jack whined; he wouldn’t last much longer, Mark could tell. He grinned and kept speaking, continuing to grind his hard cock against Jack’s ass.
“Ooh, I bet you’re aching... you need to go so bad, don’t you?” he made his voice sweet and pitying, loving how it made Jack’s cheeks flush even more red than they already were. “Aw, poor Jack... I know how hard it is to be good, but you can’t let go yet, baby. Not yet. You hold on for me a little longer, okay? Just a little bit longer.”
He put hand on Jack’s lower belly, gently rubbing the spot right over his bladder. Jack started to tremble, gripping Mark’s shoulders tightly.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he whispered after a minute, squeezing his eyes shut. “Mark, I - ”
“Not yet.”
“Please!”
“I know you can hold it for another few minutes,” Mark said. “I know you can.” He couldn’t, though, and it was so fucking hot. Jack was near tears with how badly he needed to go, but still he was clinging to the final shreds of his self-control just for Mark.
Jack couldn’t keep himself quiet anymore, a stream of whimpers, whines, pants and moans falling from his lips as he arched his back, every muscle in his body tense from the strain of holding it in. His face was bright red and as Mark watched, desperate, agonized tears started spilling down his cheeks.
Fuck, it almost made him cum right then and there.
He moved his hand from Jack’s bladder to his cock, cupping his palm over it and looking straight into Jack’s eyes as he finally said, “Now.”
Jack obeyed immediately, the tension melting out of his body as he let go and pissed, soaking his underwear as well as Mark’s hand and lap. The breathy, high-pitched moan of utter relief that came from his mouth was the hottest fucking thing Mark had ever heard in his life and he moaned in response, cumming hard in his briefs as he felt Jack’s warm piss fill up the palm his hand and overflow onto his lap.
“Oh, God...” Jack panted. “Oh my fucking God, oh fuck...”
“Jesus,” Mark whispered, watching intensely as Jack’s piss spilled out over his hand, onto his thighs, and finally to the floor beneath them. “Oh, baby, you held so much in for me, you kept it in so long... good boy, such a good boy, Jack...”
“Yeah?” Jack asked, a sweet note of happiness in his exhausted voice as he smiled at the praise. “I’m a good boy for pissing on you?”
Mark laughed, pulling Jack in for a kiss with his dry hand. “You’re a very good boy. And don’t ever forget it.”