Sounding 4

Dave Grey pushes that long steel rod straight down his piss slit. The sound disappears inch by inch until only the ring at the end is left. His cock throbs around the metal. He gives the rod a slow twist, then pulls it halfway out and slams it back in. Sweat beads on his stomach. The leather straps bite into his thighs while he works the rod faster, harder. Every time the steel hits bottom his balls tighten. He switches to a thicker dildo, forces it in beside the sound, stretching himself wider. His fist pumps his shaft, slick with spit and pre-cum. Piss leaks around the rod and runs down his fist. He licks it off his knuckles, eyes half-closed, mouth open. The metal clicks against his teeth when he leans down and sucks the head clean. He keeps the rhythm brutal. Leather creaks. The sound keeps sliding, relentless, until his load shoots across his own belly.