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“Shit, you are so tight Fips.” He grunted. His hands moved from Philipp’s hips to his ass, pulling his cheeks further apart to allow himself better access.
Philipp’s hands had grabbed on to his shoulders for support, his grip tight as Bastian fucked him harder and harder.
Leaning forward, Philipp buried his face in Bastian’s neck as one of his hands snaked down in between them and started jerking himself off. “Harder Basti, ah-!” he mouthed against Bastian’s flesh.
“You like that?” taunted Bastian. “God, I had no idea you were such a slut.” He said in between thrusts, driving Philipp absolutely crazy.
Philipp shuddered as he came, his body going limp and relying only on Bastian for support. He was breathing hard, arms wrapping around Bastian’s neck as if he needed to hold on to it for dear life. Their bodies were pressed together and the stickiness that spilled on Bastian’s stomach was partially wiped away by the shirt Philipp had still been wearing.
“That was amazing.” Philipp said, sounding spent.
“Was?” replied Bastian sounding a bit annoyed. “You’ve got to be kidding yourself if you think you can leave me like this.” He barked, eliciting another chuckle from Philipp.
Finding the strength, Bastian grabbed onto Philip and reversed their positions, so that Philipp was now lying on the couch beneath him. His dick still deep in Philipp’s ass, he lifted one of Philipp’s legs and hooked it over his shoulder, angling their position to make it easier for him to fuck Philipp raw.
Philipp could only hold onto the couch for support as Bastian fucked him even harder and faster this time. With every slap his ass made against Bastian’s skin, Philipp gasped as if he were an animal in heat.
His back arched as Bastian started jerking him off in rhythm with his thrusts, senses overloaded from the sheer amount of pleasure.
Bastian himself felt close to the edge, thrusts getting quicker and shallower. He bent forward, resting his forehead on Philipp’s chest, not even bothered by his sweat-drenched shirt.
Bastian cried out when he came, slamming into Philipp one last time, pushing in as far as possible, while his hand stopped along with him, grip on Philipp’s dick tightening. The combined sensation of that and Bastian unloading deep inside him sent Philipp into orgasm for the second time.
They were both exhausted, unmoving except for the rise and fall of their bodies as they inhaled and exhaled.
Bastian propped himself up on his arms, daring to look at Philipp’s worn-out face for a reaction. Philipp was smiling coyly, eyelids heavy and face flushed. He pulled one arm up and draped it around Bastian’s neck, pulling him in for a languid kiss.
It was lazy, the kiss, but unenergetic as it might have been, Philipp’s tongue still did things that sent heat right down to Bastian’s groin. Speaking of which, he had not realized he was still inside Philipp and almost grudgingly pulled out of him.
He didn’t know if he wanted to break the mood of euphoria sweeping over the both of them, but he needed to know. “Was this your way of ‘teaching me a lesson’, captain.” He asked, now hovering over Philipp once more so he could see what played out on his face.
“Not really.” Philipp replied, surprisingly amused by Bastian’s questioning. “I guess I was just being selfish.”
Bastian didn’t know how else to reply to that, so he just lied back down, resting against Philipp like it was the natural thing to do.
Philipp rested his hand on Bastian’s head, absentmindedly stroking his hair. “But maybe,” he mused, “Next time, you can just take it to me instead of blowing up in front of the media like that.”
Bastian’s lips curled into a smile, but just hummed, mind already on ‘next time’.
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UM THIS IS ACTUALLY PERFECT. Are you a mindreader, writer!anon? Seriously, holy shit. Fighting for dominance of various types. The roughness without actually being hatesex. The fierce and amazing oral sex, including mild face fucking and deep throating (and yes, Philipp knowing exactly what he is doing oh god yes).
Hell, I wasn't even bothered by the lack of condom, because all I could read it as was despite the kinkiness there was still trust there and nnnnnnnnnnnnngh awesome.
And then the fucking and the positions (hnnnnnnnnnnngh the image of Bastian's arms lifting Philipp up to put him back down on the couch) and multiple male orgasms (yes this is a kink of mine) aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah holy shit this is amaaaaaaaazing
And the ending. The promise of more. The idea that this is now how Bastian Schweinsteiger, formerly known as peroxide!Schweini with the shortest of tempers, now "calms down"? DYING FIFTY MILLION DEATHS HERE.
tl;dr: fapping at the speed of light, you are perfect writer!anon, thank you thank you thank yoooooooooouuuuuuu
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That is, if this is the same anon who prompts about the same stuff my mind could come up with and seconds virtually every one of my prompts. (Shhh, I can tell because they come one after another on the flat comments page.)
And if is that same anon, then we just about share the same brainwave anyway.
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So, accoring to Munich newspapers, Bastian was asked by a reporter why they lost, but instead of answering the question, Bastian throttled the reporter and went directly (without taking a shower) to the bus.
That's why I want a sequel to this older story:
So, I like Lahm going to the bus and punishing Schweinsteiger for his misbehaviour and fot not taking it to him in place of the reporter.
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