He pushed his long, pierced cock straight into my mouth and didn’t stop until the head forced its way into my throat. The metal piercing dragged deliciously along my tongue. Adrian held my head with both hands and started fucking my throat like a man possessed — hard, fast, relentless.

“Fuck—yes,” he snarled, hips snapping. “Take it. Take every inch down that greedy throat. I’ve jerked off thinking about ruining this mouth for weeks.”

Tears poured down my face as he used me brutally. The piercing bumped the back of my throat with every thrust, making me gag and drool messily down my chin. Water from the shower mixed with...