“Oh, fuck,” he breathed, his hips bucking forward involuntarily.

Markus chuckled, his lips curling into a wicked smile as he continued to tease Derek’s entrance. He knew exactly how to push Derek’s buttons, how to make him beg for more.

Dean, too, was driving Derek wild, his mouth enveloping his cock once more as he sucked and licked him with abandon.

Derek felt himself on the precipice, his hips bucking wildly as he neared the edge.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” he cried out, his thighs trembling with anticipation.

He was almost there, but Dean seemed intent on drawing out the delicious torment. He pulled away once again, leaving Derek panting and desperate for release.

“Please, Dean,” Derek begged, his voice barely above a whisper.

He couldn’t take it any longer. He needed Dean to finish what he started, needed him to push him over the edge. But Dean only grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

“Not yet,” he said, his voice dripping with sinful delight. “I want to savor every moment of this.”

With that, he dove back in, wrapping his lips around Derek’s cock once more and sucking hard. Derek couldn’t help but arch his back in pleasure as he felt Dean’s hot mouth envelop him again.

He was so close to the edge, so ready for release, but Dean was relentless in his pursuit of prolonging their shared ecstasy.

Markus, too, was driving Derek wild with his fingers, teasing and probing at his entrance until he was gasping for breath.

The anticipation was driving Derek insane. He wanted it so badly, but he also wanted to savor every moment of this unforgettable experience.

“Fuck, yes,” Derek cried out, his hips bucking as the pleasure coursed through him.

He had never felt anything like this before, the sensation of being filled completely by two gorgeous men.

Dean and Markus moved in perfect harmony, their thrusts timed to perfection as they double-penetrated Derek with their cocks. Derek could feel every inch of them, the sensation of their hard lengths sliding in and out of him was driving him wild.

Markus leaned forward, his lips brushing against Derek’s ear as he whispered filthy, obscene things to him. Derek couldn’t tear his gaze away from the mirror in front of them, watching as Dean and Markus took turns thrusting into him. The sight of their hard cocks disappearing into his body was almost too much to bear.

The room was filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing, the wet slap of flesh against flesh, and Derek’s moans and gasps of pleasure.

He had never felt anything like this before, the sensation of being filled completely by two gorgeous men.

Dean and Markus moved in perfect harmony, their thrusts timed to perfection as they double-penetrated Derek with their cocks. Derek could feel every inch of them, the sensation of their hard lengths sliding in and out of him was driving him wild.

Markus leaned forward, his lips brushing against Derek’s ear as he whispered filthy, obscene things to him. Derek couldn’t tear his gaze away from the mirror in front of them, watching as Dean and Markus took turns thrusting into him. The sight of their hard cocks disappearing into his body was almost too much to bear.

The room was filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing, the wet slap of flesh against flesh, and Derek’s moans and gasps of pleasure.

“Fuck, yes, fuck, harder,” Derek demanded, his body trembling with pleasure as Dean and Markus responded in kind, their thrusts growing more intense and urgent.

Derek’s mind was a whirlwind of sensation, his body aching with a pleasure so intense it bordered on pain.

“Yes, yes, oh, God, yes,” Derek cried out, his hips bucking wildly as he felt himself on the brink of release.

Dean and Markus, their faces twisted with ecstasy, continued their punishing thrusts, driving Derek to the edge of his limits. Sweat trickled down their brows as they pistoned in and out of him with a raw, primal urgency.

Derek’s fingers clawed at the leather restraints binding his wrists and ankles to the bondage table. His heart pounded in his chest like a drum, each beat sending tremors of pleasure coursing through him.

Dean and Markus fucked him with a ruthless intensity, their cocks sliding in and out of his body in perfect sync. They were like a well-oiled machine, each movement calculated to deliver the maximum amount of pleasure to their bound captive.

“Goddamn, you feel good,” Dean growled, his voice low and gravelly with lust. His hips slapped against Derek’s with a wet, meaty sound that sent shivers down Derek’s spine.

Deeper and deeper, until it felt like he was going to split in two, and Derek welcomed every inch of him. Dean’s cock hit his prostate, and Derek cried out, “Fuck, yes, just like that!”

Markus chuckled wickedly at Derek’s reaction and pulled out slowly, teasingly. He then slammed his cock back in, causing Derek to arch his back and scream out in pure ecstasy. The pain was delicious, and the pleasure was beyond anything Derek had ever experienced.

He couldn’t believe he was being double-teamed by two beautiful men, but it was a fantasy come true. Every nerve in his body was tingling with pleasure and the only thing he wanted was for Dean and Markus to never stop.

His mind was a haze of pleasure as Dean thrust his hips again, burying his cock deeper into Derek’s ass. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned, his fingers digging into Derek’s hips.

Markus’ thrusts quickened, becoming more urgent, as if he couldn’t hold back any longer. Derek loved the feeling of being filled to the brim by two gorgeous men, their cocks sliding against each other inside of him.

Dean, too, was driving him wild, his hand snaking down to grasp Derek’s cock. He squeezed rhythmically in time with each thrust, sending shivers up Derek’s spine. Derek was on the edge, his breath hitching with every stroke.