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Steve’s face burned as he lifted himself onto the dining table and sat on the edge atop the towel Bucky had laid there like a tablecloth. He was naked, skin sparkling with the remnants of his recent shower and Bucky leaned back in his usual seat at the table— fully clothed— watching Steve’s embarrassment with relish.
“Well?” Bucky asked condescendingly.
Steve’s face flushed darker as he spread his legs, briefly touching his toes to either side of Bucky’s chair to keep his balance, before leaning back. He lowered himself down, his spine rolling across the towel, then the wood of the table until the back of his head came to rest. He glanced to the side where a large bowl lay waiting. It was covered with a dish cloth, hiding its contents and Steve thrummed with anticipation as he lifted his legs, gripping the backs of his thighs to pull them up, spreading himself open for whatever Bucky wanted to do to him.
He heard the scrape of Bucky’s chair scooting forward, then two arms, one warm and one cool, leaned on the table on either side of his hips, framing his ass.
“Wow,” Bucky mused softly. “All for me? Good thing I’m hungry.”
Steve shivered as Bucky’s breath ghosted across his perineum . He squeezed his eyes shut and shuddered as the first feather-light kiss brushed against the back of his thigh. Bucky trailed his lips down to Steve’s ass, across to the other cheek, and up his other leg. Then his hands cradled Steve’s ass, tilting his hips up as he parted his lips and planted a wet open-mouthed kiss on one of his balls. Steve jolted slightly as Bucky’s tongue traced circles around it before he pulled off with a pop.
“Mmm,” Bucky hummed, “delicious.”
He delved back in, taking the other ball into his mouth and sucking on it before nosing down Steve’s perineum. Steve panted at the ceiling. His cock was already rock hard and leaking across his abs. His fingers dug into the backs of his knees as he kept himself spread open. He gasped as Bucky’s flat, wide, wet tongue pressed against his crack and dragged up in one slow lick, dampening his hole before flicking his balls. Lips found his rim, kissing it before spreading so the tip of Bucky’s tongue could trace around his loose entrance. Steve opened his eyes and stared up at the lights above him, biting his own lip as Bucky’s tongue teased his rim once more before pressing inside.
Steve let out a shaky sigh as Bucky licked into him. Like usual, Steve had already opened himself up so Bucky could fuck him at his own leisure. His hole opened up for Bucky’s tongue like it was nothing.
Steve bit back a moan as Bucky pressed his face between Steve’s cheeks, licking, kissing, fucking as he worked his mouth over Steve’s hole. Steve tried not to rock his hips into it as he lay on the table, curling up so he could look between his legs at his flushed cock and Bucky’s closed eyes as he ate him out. After a moment, Bucky’s eyes cracked open like he knew Steve was looking. He didn’t stop but Steve saw his eyes crinkle with a smile as he sucked on Steve’s rim. Steve shivered, panting wantonly as he watched Bucky work.
With one more swirl of his tongue, Bucky slipped his warm hand up Steve’s ass. Steve sucked in a breath as Bucky sucked three fingers into his mouth then stuffed them into Steve’s waiting hole. Steve’s head fell back as he groaned. Bucky’s fingers curled perfectly as his mouth found his rim again. Steve’s cock twitched as Bucky pumped his fingers a few times, licking as he went, before cold fingers suddenly joined them. Steve panted loudly as two warm and two cold fingers pressed into them, then tugged. Steve gasped aloud as Bucky stretched his rim open as far as he could, then delved his tongue back inside. Steve’s toes curled as Bucky licked at his insides, burying his face between his cheeks to press in as deep as he could go.
Bucky chuckled against Steve’s skin as he held Steve open with his two metal fingers as he plunged his three warm ones back in. “C’mon, baby. Gimme somethin’ to suck on.”
Steve flushed as he realized what Bucky was asking for. He wanted to but he couldn’t yet. Maybe if Bucky fisted him he could push out his rosebud, but he couldn’t get there with just his tongue. Still, he helplessly tried to give Bucky what he asked for. He pushed, his face scrunching up as he tried his damnedest to open his hole. Bucky just laughed at him again.
“Aww, need some help, baby?” he crooned, rubbing his fingers over Steve’s wet hole. “Want me to help you open up?”
Steve nodded vigorously, spreading his legs wider in invitation.
“Say it.”
Steve shuddered. “P-please, help me.”
“Help you what?” Bucky dragged a single finger around and around Steve’s rim.
“H-help me o-open—” Steve swallowed roughly, “—help me p-push out my hole for you.”
Bucky grinned against Steve’s thigh. “Good boy.”
He plunged four fingers into Steve’s hole, stretching him over the width of his knuckles. Steve groaned, his head falling back again as Bucky’s thumb caught on his rim. He worked his knuckles in and out while his other hand disappeared. Steve heard the sound of fabric hitting the floor and he looked up again to see Bucky dragging the bowl over to Steve’s side. Steve craned his neck and choked on nothing when he saw what was inside.
Swimming in lube were several huge metal spheres. They glistened in the afternoon light as the lube dripped slowly down them. Steve couldn’t tell how many there were but they looked smooth and slick and heavy. Steve’s wide eyes found Bucky’s smiling ones.
“Think you can take all ten?” Bucky asked casually. “They’re four inches wide each.”
Steve’s eyes started to well up as he realized what he was in for.
“I doubt it’ll be that hard for you,” Bucky continued as he inspected the bowl and selected one of the spheres. “They’re the same size as my fist, there are just nine more of them.”
Steve’s body trembled as Bucky held up the selected sphere for him to look at. Lube dripped down Bucky’s fingers towards his wrist.
“You want it in you?” Bucky asked with a grin, already knowing the answer.
Steve nodded again.
“Say it.”
“P-put it inside me, please.”
Bucky chuckled. “So polite.”
He lowered the sphere out of Steve’s view and his whole body jolted as he felt the cold, wet surface press against his perineum.
“Heh, your hole looks so little,” Bucky remarked as he rubbed the sphere over Steve’s entrance, “but we both know it’ll fit, don’t we?”
Steve could only pant in response as he felt the first press of metal at his hole. He held his breath as his hole stretched before it was too tight and Bucky relented. He pulled back and pressed again, slowly working the sphere towards its thickest point.
Steve’s head thumped back against the table as the sphere stretched his rim. It was like taking the head of a massive cock. It barely pushed in an inch and yet it stretched Steve so wide his rim was beginning to burn. Steve slid his hands down his thighs to pull his own cheeks apart as Bucky worked the sphere into him.
“Want it bad, huh?” Bucky mused. “Didn’t even know these existed five minutes ago and now you’ll cry if I take them away.”
I’ll cry when you put them in too , Steve would have said if his mouth hadn’t been hanging open in pleasure as his rim finally reached the sphere’s widest point. One more push and suddenly his hole closed on the other side.
Steve let out a broken cry as the huge sphere shot inside him and filled him like a massive plug. It was so heavy.
“Push, baby.”
Steve didn’t think, he just pushed. A scream tore from his throat as his hole stretched open and the sphere popped out into Bucky’s waiting hand.
“Fuck,” Bucky breathed as he pushed the metal back up against his hole. “Again.”
Steve sobbed, lifting his head again to watch as Bucky pushed the sphere back in with one unrelenting thrust. Steve cried out as it vanished into him before Steve started pushing and his hole spread open to release it.
“Look at you, Stevie,” Bucky murmured as half the sphere hung out of him. “C’mon, push a little more.”
Steve’s face scrunched up and suddenly the sphere dropped into Bucky’s hand again. Steve’s body sagged as he got it out, but he didn’t have a moment to recover before the sphere was nudging at his hole again. It was warm now from being inside him and his rim was eager to take it back. Bucky pushed it in just enough so that it stretched Steve’s rim around its widest point.
“Push.”
Steve could do nothing but obey. He pushed, then Bucky did, then he did again. With Bucky’s coaxing, they worked the sphere in and out, getting Steve’s rim used to the stretch of it by keeping it at its widest point for several torturous minutes.
By the time the burn had faded and Steve’s hole was taking it like it was nothing, Steve was shaking uncontrollably and his tears threatened to spill if he didn’t get more immediately.
“Please,” he begged. “B-Bucky, please.”
“Hm?” Bucky hummed, his eyes glued to Steve’s hole as he nudged the sphere with his knuckles.
“Put it i-in. Please, just pu— just push it in.” Steve dug his nails into his ass cheeks, spreading himself as wide as he could as he felt the width of the sphere slide in and out, in and out, never going all the way in.
Bucky leaned back, examining the metal sticking out of Steve’s hole as he contemplated the request.
“I suppose you’ve been good,” he finally decided.
Steve sagged in relief. “Thank you, thank you, thank you—”
Bucky grabbed another sphere from the bowl and Steve’s thanks died on his tongue. Bucky smirked as he lowered it between Steve’s legs.
Steve sucked in a sharp breath as he heard the clack of the two metal spheres touch.
“Here you go, baby.”
Steve moaned as Bucky used the second sphere to push the first in, as soon as it popped into him, the second was there, forcing its way inside him with the first. Steve’s moans shot up as the first sphere stretched open his insides. He hadn’t even had a cock in him yet to work him open. The sphere filled him like nothing he’d felt before as the second stretched his hole wide, then followed the first into the channel of his body. Steve cried out as the weight of the two spheres seemed to weigh him down onto the table, then choked on nothing as he heard the two balls clack together inside him.
His eyelashes were wet as a third sphere nudged at his hole. Steve sobbed as Bucky pushed it in. They went easily now that his hole was loose enough, sliding into him like they belonged there, stretching his stomach as the third clacked against the other two.
“Doin’ so good, baby,” Bucky muttered as the fourth pushed up against his rim.
Steve’s tears finally spilled as his hole stretched around the fourth sphere. It did feel like a fist. Like a fourth thick, heavy fist forcing its way inside him, pushing the others deeper as they stretched his body to its limit.
Bucky let go of the fourth sphere, then barked out a laugh. He rapped his metal fingers against the sphere poking out of Steve’s hole with a sharp ting.
“You too full already? That can’t be right.” Bucky chuckled as he pushed the sphere again with his fingertips. It pushed up against the other ones but refused to go in any further.
He stood, inspecting Steve’s body before laying a hand on his stomach. Steve gasped as he noticed the bulge beneath Bucky’s fingers. There were two visible bumps, one for the first sphere and one next to it for the second. Bucky rubbed his fingers over the spots before leaning down to kiss the bump of the first one.
“C’mon, you can do it.” Steve sobbed pathetically as Bucky’s fingers pushed on the sphere again. He moaned as it finally slid in, his hole closing again as it settled deeper inside him. “There you go.”
Bucky kissed his hipbones and across his stomach as he took the fifth sphere from the bowl. He pushed it up against Steve’s rim and licked the tip of Steve’s cock as he pushed it in. Steve jolted in surprise, looking up in time to see the head of his cock vanish between Bucky’s lips as the fifth ball clacked against the fourth inside him.
He came with a shocked cry, his orgasm completely blindsiding him as he spilled into Bucky’s mouth. His insides clenched down on the spheres, and his cry turned into a scream as his body tried to push unyielding metal out again. But Bucky had the heel of his palm pressed firmly over Steve’s hole. As he pushed, Bucky blocked the spheres from moving, still sucking the tip of his cock, milking more cum out of him as his body spasmed and clenched. Tears streamed down Steve’s face as he tried with all his might to push the spheres out, only to be ruthlessly blocked by Bucky’s strong hand, which curled until his fingers were pushing in. Steve cried out as Bucky’s fist joined the five balls. His rim clenched around Bucky’s wrist, throbbing around him as his cum spurted into his mouth. Bucky rocked into him, finally sinking down on his cock as he used his fist to push the spheres deeper. Steve choked on nothing as he felt the deepest sphere encroach on the bottom of his rib cage. His mouth fell open in a silent moan as Bucky fisted him, then his hand vanished and the sixth sphere spread him wide.
Steve sobbed, his body finally going limp on the table. His hands fell away from his ass, his head fell back, his legs stayed aloft only because Bucky was suddenly there, letting Steve’s feet rest against his shoulders. Steve lay limp and sweaty as the sixth sphere took and Bucky’s fist swiftly followed it, pushing it all the way in before retreating and letting his hole close around nothing.
———
Steve was gone. Bucky chuckled to himself as he watched Steve’s eyes unfocus and his body go limp in his grasp. He hoisted Steve’s legs over his shoulders and unbuckled his belt. Steve’s body clenched and Bucky relished the muffled clink of metal against metal inside him. His hands were already sopping wet from handling the lubed-up spheres so he fisted his cock once to slick it up before smacking the head against Steve’s limp hole. He used the tip of his cock to pull Steve’s hole open, revealing his velvety red insides, before he aimed properly and pushed inside.
He loved taking Steve like this, when he was loose and limp, nothing but a soft wet hole.
When he pulled back, thick strands of sticky lube stretched between his hips and Steve’s ass. He thrust a handful of times just to give his cock some relief before reaching into the bowl and scooping out the seventh sphere. It dripped thick wads of lube as he brought it between Steve’s legs and pulled his cock out. He pushed the sphere up against Steve’s hole and marveled as his red, swollen rim stretched around it like it was nothing. Bucky groaned between his teeth as he pushed the sphere in, then let his hand follow it, delving into Steve’s body until he heard metal hit metal again.
Steve whimpered. Bucky looked up and found dazed eyes staring at nothing from between tear-stained lashes.
“Aw, is it too much, baby?” Bucky asked. He pulled his hand out. “You wanna take a break? Push ‘em out and we can take a break.”
It took a minute for his instructions to reach Steve’s brain but when they did, he watched Steve’s face scrunch up slightly as his abdomen contracted.
Bucky held a single finger at Steve’s entrance. A moment later, metal pushed against his finger.
“C’mon, baby. Push it out or we’re just gonna keep going,” he goaded, keeping his finger pressed against the sphere, keeping it lodged in Steve’s rim.
Steve sucked in a breath before trying again. Bucky felt the push of the sphere trying desperately to escape but he didn’t budge. He stared down at Steve’s straining hole with an innocent look on his face.
“Oh? Not trying very hard are you, Stevie?” he remarked, cocking his head to the side. “Okay, I hear you. No break.”
Steve panted as he strained, trying desperately to push the spheres out as Bucky kept them blocked with a single finger. With his other hand, he reached back for the lube filled bowl.
“Don’t worry, baby, here comes the next one.”
Steve’s pants turned into a sob as he gave up trying to push them out and Bucky got the eighth sphere into position. By now, his stomach was straining out against the thick intrusions. Bucky could make out the distinct shapes of at least four spheres, distorting the perfect musculature of his abs. He bit his lip as he pushed the next sphere in, watching how the bumps in his stomach shifted to accommodate their new companion.
“Yeah,” he sighed as he pushed the sphere in with his fist, sinking his hand into Steve’s sopping hole again. “Take it.”
Steve’s face glittered with tears. His mouth hung open as his labored breathing filled the room.
Bucky ran his cock around Steve’s loose rim, pulling his hand back so he could push it in alongside four fingers. His cock pressed up against metal.
“Fuck.” He pulled back an inch to get his hand around himself properly and jerked himself off with his cock half buried in Steve’s hole, marveling at the sight below him. “Such a good boy.”
He came with a cut off groan, quickly thrusting into Steve’s limp body to push his cum in as deep as he could with him already so stuffed. A satisfied grin spread across his face as he wiggled his fingers in beside his cock again to feel his own cum join the mess in there. He pulled out and watched the thick sphere roll out after him, pushing cum and lube out to drip down Steve’s ass. Steve’s puffy rim spread and Bucky held his hand there in waiting as the sphere popped out with a slick sound and fell into his palm.
“Oops,” he said brightly. “You dropped one.”
Steve’s lax body suddenly went tight and a scream ripped from his throat as Bucky closed his fingers around the sphere and punched his fist, sphere and all, back into Steve’s hole.
He yanked his thick fist back out again, pulling the sphere out with it and punched in again, not relenting until Steve’s rim was an inch past his wrist and his knuckles were grinding against the other spheres inside him before pulling out again and punching back in. With the sphere in his hand his fist was massive. Steve’s hands scrabbled at the ledge of the table. His head was up now and he stared wide eyed between his legs at Bucky’s hand as he fisted him at an unrelenting pace.
“Ah, ah, ah!” Steve cried as the wet sound of Bucky’s hand filled the room.
Bucky’s eyes were fixed on Steve’s hole. Every time he pulled out, the seven spheres inside of Steve rolled until the last one was peeking out between the thick lips of his hole, waiting for Bucky to punch it back in again. Metal crashed against Bucky’s knuckles as he forced the balls into him. He glanced at the bowl as he kept his hand moving. There were still two spheres left. He scooped one out with his metal hand and brought it over to Steve’s hole. This time, when he punched in, he let go of the sphere in his hand, yanked his fist out, deftly dropped the new sphere into his waiting palm, then fisted back in without the slightest stutter of his rhythm.
Steve spasmed as Bucky fisted him with the ninth sphere in his hand. His face was screwed up in a mix of pain and pleasure as he pushed against the balls inside him. His stomach was huge, bulging up as each thrust of Bucky’s fist jostled the spheres, forcing them to shift around inside him. It must be so heavy, Bucky mused as he punched them deeper, and there was still one left.
“You want the last one, baby?” he asked as he scooped the last one out of the bowl. “Tell me you want it.”
Steve was far beyond words. He was gasping as sweat and tears dripped down his face. His knuckles were white as they gripped the edge of the table, his body swollen, and his hole throbbing around Bucky’s wrist.
“Tell me or you don’t get it.” Bucky was being mean, he knew it and he loved it.
Steve’s wet eyes didn’t focus but his lips tried to move. “I-I wa—” His voice was raw and rough. “—I wan’ it. P-please.”
Bucky grinned. He shoved the ninth ball in deep and let it go, then pulled his hand out and rolled the last one into place.
“Anything for you, baby.” He shoved the last sphere in.
Steve screamed as Bucky forced it in. He pushed his hand in deeper than necessary as Steve’s body spasmed. He yanked his hand out again, leaving all ten spheres in Steve’s body and admired his handiwork.
Steve’s hands shot up and gripped his own belly, staring down at his swollen stomach like he’d just noticed it. The tenth sphere was suddenly there, hanging out of his ass so Bucky pressed his finger against it, keeping it from sliding out as Steve rubbed his stretched skin and moaned loudly.
Cum splattered against taut skin. Bucky smiled as Steve came all over himself, his body jerking as the spheres shifted and clattered together with every throb. His rim fluttered around the shiny metal sphere, sucking it back in as he relaxed again with an open, panting mouth.
Bucky hummed soothingly as he ran a hand across Steve’s stomach, rubbing cum into his skin before sitting back down in his chair and scooting forward.
“You with me, Stevie?” Bucky asked. He was at eye level with Steve’s hole and watched it flutter in response. “You remember why we did this?”
There was no response besides a breathy sigh. Bucky pushed Steve’s feet up and held them there for a moment before Steve got the message and gripped the backs of his knees again to hold them up.
“You were gonna give me something proper to eat, weren’t you?” he asked, swirling a finger around Steve’s stretched hole.
He heard the sharp gasp that told him Steve had finally put two and two together. He smiled and grabbed the bowl from Steve’s side, positioning it in his lap just under the lip of the table.
“Whaddaya’ think, baby?” he asked, licking his lips. “You ready now?”
Steve’s hands slid down the backs of his thighs and gripped his cheeks, spreading himself apart in response.
“Then gimme a push.”
Steve’s hole stretched open as metal peeked out from his swollen red rim. Bucky’s cock twitched in his lap as the widest part of the sphere held him open for a moment, before it popped out alongside a cascading wave of lube. The ball clattered into the bowl and before Bucky could utter another word, Steve cried out as the next three followed in quick succession. Steve’s hole was oozing cum and hanging loose as the sixth sphere poked out before rolling out languidly as if there were no resistance at all. Bucky wondered if the rest would just fall out if he made Steve stand up. There didn’t seem to be anything left to stop them as the fifth took its time making its appearance. Steve took a deep breath and grunted as he pushed again. The next two clattered into the bowl as Bucky’s cock leaked under it.
“Four more, c’mon,” he coaxed, reaching up to soothe Steve’s hot rim with his fingertips.
Steve’s legs strained as he pushed again, panting as he forced his rim wide once more around the girth of the spheres. He sobbed as the fourth fell into the bowl, his rim spasming, his red insides poking out as the third rolled towards his entrance.
“Three,” Bucky counted softly, salivating as the third seemed to teeter on the precipice before falling too.
“Two.”
Steve clenched hard and after two unsuccessful pushes, the second finally peeked out. Steve pushed, and pushed again. A sob followed when the sphere didn’t budge.
“Help,” a tiny voice whispered between heavy pants.
“Aw, baby.” Bucky touched the sphere with his wet fingers. He pushed it back in an inch as he worked his fingers inside Steve’s hole again. Steve whimpered as Bucky got his hand inside and clutched the sphere before forcibly pulling it out.
He didn’t have to look to know Steve was crying. His whole body was shaking as Bucky dropped the second sphere into the bowl
“C’mon, one more, Stevie,” he muttered, rubbing Steve’s rim. “Then you can show me that perfect rosebud of yours.”
His hole was already massive, stretched wide across all the spheres and rhythmically expanding with each heaving breath. Steve’s body tensed as he groaned and struggled. Bucky reached up and rubbed the now flat plane of his stomach, his eyes fixed on the throb and stretch of Steve’s rim.
“That’s it, baby. You can do it.”
Steve took a deep breath, then his whole body clenched, his breath freezing as he focused all his strength on pushing the last sphere out of his hole. Slowly but surely, Steve’s red insides unfurled and the glimmer of metal peeked out from their center. Bucky watched the shiny surface grow inch by inch. He reached up and swirled his finger across the lube slick surface before hooking his fingers around Steve’s hole, two on each side to help him open.
A cry turned into a sob as the sphere worked its way past Bucky’s fingers and fell out, clattering against the others in Bucky’s lap.
Bucky sucked in a breath.
Steve’s rim was thick and puffy, his hole was open and empty, gaping a good three inches across and oozing lube.
Bucky placed the heavy bowl on the table and leaned in, moaning as he opened his mouth and sealed it around Steve’s rim. He licked at Steve’s insides as Steve sucked in a breath, and then pushed.
Hot wet flesh blossomed into Bucky’s mouth. Like the dripping wet head of a massive cock it filled him until it was too big to take. It burst from his lips and smeared across his chin as he pulled back with a gasp. Steve’s rosebud was dark red and dripping. Bucky delved back in, licking and kissing every inch of it, sucking as his tongue found the center and dipped inside. Steve’s fingers tugged at his own rim, pulling it away so more of his rosebud could slide out, even as Bucky heard the hiccuping sobs coming from above him.
He smiled as he slid a finger into Steve’s prolapse, playing with him from the inside as he sucked on it from the outside.
“That’s it, baby,” he muttered between kisses. “Keep it out.”
Steve gave another little push and it grew a little bigger. He’d gotten much better at keeping it out, so much so that sometimes he had to use his hands to push it back in. Bucky laved his tongue greedily across it, his cock already leaking again as he bobbed his head like he was sucking a dick. He licked back into the entrance alongside his finger, spreading him open again. His rosebud was pliant enough, Bucky was sure he could stick something a little bigger in there without pushing the whole thing back in. With a groan, he pulled his fingers away and tried to take as much as he could back into his mouth again. Too much of it spilled out of his lips and he reveled in how big it had grown. He knew Steve worked so hard to keep his hole loose and was still pushing so diligently so Bucky could have his fill. A warm sense of pride filled him as he sucked on Steve’s prolapse.
“Such a good boy,” he groaned giving Steve one last lick before standing up and smacking the rosebud with his cock. “Gonna let me fuck your sloppy hole?”
Steve was staring hazy eyed at the ceiling. His hands had a white knuckled grip on his own ass. Tears streamed down his cheeks as his mouth hung open and his cock lay drooling on his stomach.
“I’m gonna take that as a yes.”
He smeared his cock around Steve’s wet rosebud and found the little divot of his hole before gently working it in. His head tipped back with a low groan as Steve’s hot, slick insides surrounded him. They were loose but packed around him, creating a perfect channel of plush heat for him to sink into. He rolled his hips, not thrusting straight in to avoid pushing the rosebud back in, but undulating so his cock could explore the eternally mesmerizing depths of Steve’s gorgeous body.
“That’s what I like,” Bucky sighed dreamily as Steve’s rosebud fluttered around him.
He pushed in until he felt the hot wetness of Steve’s prolapse against his balls, he pulled back and thrust, just letting his balls tap gently against it with each rock of his hips. The wet sound they made together filled the room as lube gushed out with each pull. It only took a dozen thrusts before Bucky gripped Steve’s thighs tightly and moaned, cumming in Steve’s rosebud with a smile on his lips. He wrapped his hand around the hot, wet skin, squeezing it and feeling the channel around his cock tighten as he milked out the rest of his cum. He finished with a sigh, looking down at the dark red prolapse enveloping his cock. He pulled his cock out and smacked it against the rosebud one last time before dropping back into his seat.
“Gimme my cum back, Stevie,” he commanded before sucking the rosebud back into his mouth.
Steve let out a broken sob as Bucky’s tongue found his entrance and licked its way inside. He felt Steve clench and a moment later he tasted his own come as Steve pushed it onto Bucky’s tongue.
Bucky groaned, smearing his cum across Steve’s prolapse with his lips before diving back in for more. He kissed it, sucking hard as he ate his cum out of Steve’s hole, savoring the wet taste of Steve’s insides. Cum dribbled down Steve’s shaft. Barely a gasp made its way out of Steve’s mouth this time as he came with Bucky’s tongue in his rosebud. Bucky grinned with his lips pressed against Steve’s prolapse. He let Steve’s cum dribble down his balls and across his rim. A moment later, Steve’s cum joined his and he licked it up, laving his tongue everywhere he could reach.
Once he was satisfied Steve’s rosebud was adequately cum-stained, he pulled back.
Steve’s eyes were closed as he panted against the table. His whole body was trembling as his prolapse hung out of him. Bucky brushed his fingers against it fondly as he reached back into the wet bowl and scooped out one of the used spheres.
“Let’s save this one for later,” he decided as he used it to push Steve’s prolapse back inside.
His rosebud conformed to the shape of the sphere, enveloping it as Steve’s rim spread and took it all back inside. One more push and the sphere disappeared, back in Steve’s body where it belonged.