His head falls back against the pillow with a moan as your cock brushes against his entrance, sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. "Daddy," he whispers, gripping the sheets in his hands as his hips push back against you. "Yes, call me daddy."

With a growl, he arches into your touch, urging you on as you continue to tease and taunt him. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his body trembling with anticipation and need.

The sensation of your cock sliding over his hole is almost too much to bear, and with a shuddering gasp, he pushes back against you, taking you inside himself in one swift motion. The feeling of being filled so completely sends shockwaves through his system, and he cries out in pleasure as you begin to move, slowly at first but gaining speed and power with each thrust.

"It's okay,"

Puro whispers, nuzzling gently against Beyazıt's neck. "You can cuddle me if you want to."

The two of them settle in together, leaning against each other for support and warmth as they rest for a few hours before continuing their search for a way out of the laboratory.

"Well, thank you. I try to keep in shape."

Puro laughs softly, wrapping an arm around Beyazıt and pulling him closer. They remain like this for some time, content in each other's company as they slowly drift off to sleep.