Mickey could feel the massive flesh sitting in his torso. Feel it throb and twitch, like some massive snake inside of him. The heat and weight of it was unlike anything he ever imagined. “How’s that feel little man, all that meat pushed up inside of you.” Brute growled in his ear. Brute flexed his cock and Mickey breath shuddered as he felt it push against his insides. Mickey heart hammered in his chest in ears. Brute laughed and said, “I can feel your heart pounding fucker, right next to my cock head. “ Mickey mind couldn’t and wouldn’t comprehend that. “I like it.”
Brute slammed him against the window. “Let’s give them a good view as I gut bust you.” Brute twisted Mickey’s left hand up behind his head and sandwiched him between Brute’s massive body and the glass window looking down 70+ stories. Brute pivoted his hips back enough, so his cock head was the only thing inside of Mickey. Brute twitched his massive member and slowly shoved it all the way back in. Brute sat there crushing Mickey against the glass. Then Mickey felt it. As fast as his heart rate was, he could feel a deeper slower one. The beat was out of sync with his own frantic tempo, but it was so powerful, so insistent, that Mickey own heart quieted as Brute’s pulse throbbed from his cock through Mickey’s body. Brute growled “That’s my heartbeat boy. It’s the rhythm I’m gonna you to pound your insides to paste” and swiveled his hips and pulled out enough just to thrust back in. The thrust pushed Mickey so hard against the glass, it made a gong sounds as if it was being hit with something heavy. And it was, Brute’s flesh inside his body slammed against the glass with each thrust.