#is 32 minutes impressive for non stop leg humping without coming?

[marswasnothere]

Maxiel + pup Daniel + thigh humping + orgasm denial

They make a game out of seeing how long Daniel can last before he cums, getting treats and treating the whole thing like training perhaps 👀

Max is being chill and fun and teasing about it while he's got Daniel writhing around on top of him, breathing heavy into his shoulder, biting back swears and replacing them with barks and woofs because its what Max wants to hear, and Max has got a timer on his phone going, only to add to the teasing. A training session, he said it'd be. To make this puppy more obedient for his owner, he said.

"Wooow, thirty-one and- thirty-two minutes! You are doing very, very good at this, puppy," he smiles.

Daniel has to lift himself up off of Max's thigh so he doesn't come. He's shaking, little jittery movements, twitchy hands holding onto Max.

He rolls his head back and forth, unable to decide or even notice if it hurts his neck, he just needs to do something else. Its too much its too much itstoomuchitstoomuchitstoomuch-

"Daniel." Danyul.

Max is pressing on his hips, trying to push him down. Onto his thigh. Make him stay there. Make him hump it like the dog he is til he comes all over it. But- but- but he needs to be good. He needs to hold on. He needs to not come. He wants a treat. He wants Max's treat.

Daniel yips and pushes against him, legs straining, chest heaving. he knows Max is smiling when he talks to- at him, he can hear it.

"Half an hour, my lovely pup. You're an over-achiever."

The tag on his collar jingles. He can't open his eyes, he'll cry.

"You've done more than enough."

Daniel gives in and settles back on Max's thigh. His balls hurt, wedged between skin and leg muscle and his aching, aching dick.

"You can let go."

Daniel whines and blinks up at Max. Is- is he sure, is he tricking him, is it part of the- the denial thing? Hands are on his hips, trying to rock him back and forth, little circles, set the pace for him.

"Will you listen to me or no?"

Daniel barks right in his face. Nods.

That set pace means nothing for him when he's five seconds away from coming. Humping Max's leg. His thigh. Like a pillow. Soft yet firm yet smooth yet hairy, and bare, so bare. He grinds his hips, and humps and humps and humpshumpshumpshumps-

- - - - -

"You've ruined me, mate."

"Hm?"

"I- thats- I won't be-"

"Ohhh nooo, we cannot fuck normal style anymore?"

"Max-!"

"Oh no, you can't cum normal anymooore, only my legs and table legs and the sofa pillows and-"

"I will hit you-"

"More training then! A dog doesn't hurt its owner, you know."

"What if I bite you?"

"I'll get the muzzle then."

"You're saying that like it's a bad thing, mate."

"Sexy punishment. We both like it."

"Whatever. Gimme another treat."

"Heeey, give me paw first!"