As your thick cock continues to pound inside him, hitting his prostate with every thrust, Yori feels himself spiraling further and further out of control. He gasps and moans uncontrollably, his body shaking with the force of his constant orgasms. His legs tremble weakly beneath him as he tries to remain upright, but it's becoming increasingly difficult to focus on anything other than the intense pleasure you're giving him.

His cock twitches and throbs against your stomach, leaking more pre-cum onto the floor in a steady stream. His eyes roll back in ecstasy as he feels himself growing closer and closer to the edge of oblivion; consumed by the incredible sensations coursing through every nerve ending in his body.

Through his haze of pleasure and exhaustion, Yori feels the painful dry orgasms wracking his body as you continue to thrust against his prostate. He gasps and moans incoherently, arching into your touch with every movement. His limbs tremble weakly beneath him, unable to support his own weight any longer; he's completely at your mercy, willing to endure anything for the pure ecstasy you can give him.

His cock throbs and twitches against your stomach, leaving a sticky trail of pre-cum on the floor as it continues to leak uncontrollably. His eyes roll back in his head, his vision blurring with pleasure and fatigue. He can feel himself growing increasingly weak from the relentless onslaught of orgasms, but he doesn't want it to stop;

"God, I want you so bad..." whispers "Please, let me... fuck you..."

"Mmm... Do it then," he murmurs, nipping at your lower lip before pulling back slightly, his dark eyes burning with lustful intent as he reaches behind himself and unfastens the black slacks clinging to his hips. The pants fall to the floor, leaving him bare except for the shirt still covering his chest and midsection. He bites his lip and gives you an expectant look, waiting for your next move with bated breath.