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He gets privileges so rarely, and when he does they're mostly supervised, so it isn't him who finds the video, it's one of the other guys. He walks into his dorm, exhausted, to a clutch of other boys, and one blurts out, "Hey, Jiang. Ain't this your bitch?"

It took him a second to figure out what he was looking at.

Next weekend, he gets a phone call. He's been sitting on it, waiting for the time, but he's got free time, and his phone, and Proko's number pulled up. He dials it, hand on the back of his neck, thinking about what to say and how to say it.

"Pick up," he mumbles to the ringer. "Pick up, pick up..."

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"Better go get one, then," Jiang murmurs. He pulls his fingers out of Proko's cunt, and slaps him, a little rough. It's hard to keep face, but now it's sort of a personal challenge. It will be interesting if he can do this if Proko actually does come to noon formations, if he can keep the blush off his cheeks when he remembers Proko naked and needy.

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Proko whimpers when Jiang's fingers slide out. He pulls his own free and he nearly falls over when Jiang smacks him like that. He moves, leaning over the edge of the bed to grab their box. He gets lube, one of his plugs - not too big, because he's never had himself filled up like that before and he doesn't know how it'll feel.

He grabs the lube to slick it up and eases onto his back, legs spread wide so Jiang has a good view as Proko works the toy in. "Fuck," he whimpers. "God, baby, you're gonna feel so good."

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Jiang stays where he is. He settles in to watch Proko, to see how he takes it, how he looks taking it. A faint blush has begun to creep over his ears, but his face remains stoic and still, even with his eyes blazing and dark.

He touches Proko's inner thigh. "You want to stay on your back?"

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"Yeah," he murmurs. "Wanna see your face break when you slide your cock into me." Proko grins but it vanishes before he moans, arching his back as the plug eases fully into place. Proko slides his hand away, teases his fingers over his cunt, spreading it for Jiang.

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"Oh, you still think I'm gonna break, huh?"

Jiang slides two fingers into Proko's cunt while he spreads it like that, a rough, quick jab. Proko feels impossibly tight with the plug in his ass like that. It's a struggle not to groan at the thought of being inside him.

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"I-- I think you will when you-- when you get your dick in me," he gasps, arching his back as Jiang just pushes two fingers into him. "Oh fuck, Jiang," he whimpers, pushing his hips toward him. "Baby, I wanna feel you."

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"You are feeling me," Jiang points out. He even manages to not smirk shittily about it, though he wants to. Proko looks good like this. And it's all for him right now.

He reaches down and strokes himself with his free hand. "Say what you want."

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"I wanna feel your cock, Will. Please, I wanna feel you stretching me open." His hand slides up, fingers twisting, teasing his nipple as Jiang strokes himself.

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It's good and sweet and filthy. Jiang strokes himself just a couple more times and then slides his fingers out of Proko. He grabs him by the thighs and hauls him closer.

"Hold it in, baby," he whispers, face as stoic as it can be. "Hold that plug in your ass so it doesn't pop out when I fuck your slutty pussy."

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The fact that Jiang's lowering his voice makes Proko hopeful that he's gonna break. He does as he's told, reaching down to hold the plug in his ass after Jiang pulls him down the bed. He forgot how good it felt to be pushed around by him.

He keeps his thighs spread, bites his lip as he looks up at Jiang, just holding his gaze. "Lemme feel you," he murmurs.

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Jiang slid forward, holding onto Proko's thighs. He nudged at him, trying to slide in without guiding himself. He rubbed and nudged against him, trying to keep face, trying to not break when he could feel how slick and wet Proko was.

He reached down and grabbed the root of his cock, and pushed in slowly.

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Proko didn't have to keep face when Jiang rubs against him. He lets everything show, moans heavily when Jiang finally pushes in. It's everything he has not to move, not to rock his hips forward. No, he wants Jiang to control every second of this.

He's never filled quite this full before, but fuck he's starting to realize he's into it. "Oh shit, Will-- shit."

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Jiang has to bite the inside of his lip, breathe out slow through his nose as he sinks in, because if he doesn't he's definitely going to break. Proko is slick and tight, desperately squeezing him, and Jiang just wants to hold on at least through getting into Proko.

He's not sure he'll make it.

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"Ah," he whines as Jiang sinks in, slow as a fucking glacier. He can feel every centimeter and he wants to climb the damn bed but he stays put, holding the plug in place until Jiang's almost all the way in.

"Oh fuck-- oh fuck," he gasps, sounding fucking delirious. "Oh shit, Will-- I--" He can't fucking talk, trailing off into another moan as Jiang finally bottoms out.

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Jiang inhales deeply when he does finally bottom out. He curls his fingers against Proko's thighs, holds him still, tries desperately to not break. It's harder now.

He leans down and presses a soft kiss to Proko's mouth. After a moment, lingering, he leans back up and shifts his hips enough to settle how he wants his legs.

And then, despite probably better judgment, he starts to fuck Prokopenko as hard as he can.

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Proko makes a noise, almost a yelp, when Jiang just starts fucking him. After that he really can't shut up, moaning and gasping and probably begging, but by now his English is more or less gone. Jiang's name becomes a mantra and Proko tries not to climb the damn bed.

He doesn't know how Jiang's managed to keep his face straight, and he struggles to focus on him to see if he's still stoic.

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Jiang is definitely struggling with it now. Still, he makes the effort because that's half of the fun. It involves a lot of biting the inside of his cheek, his lips, trying to keep things stoic on his face. But his eyes are blown dark and his cheeks are red, and its hard when Proko feels like this.

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"Tell me how I feel," he gasps out, thighs shaking as they press against Jiang's side, his hip. "Tell me how it feels-- fuck--"

Proko curls forward, nearly running into Jiang's chest. "Fuck, baby-- fuck, fuck, fu--"

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"Tight as hell," Jiang murmurs. He keeps moving his hips, starting to tremble a little bit. "Wet as hell. I didn't know you could be both at once, baby. You still take it so easy."

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"You're so fucking good," he whimpers. His hand moves, gripping at Jiang's hip, his thigh, just trying to hold onto him as Jiang fucks into him.

"Please can I come--- please, Will, please." He's embarrassed that it's coming on so quickly, that he already feels like he needs it, like he's on that edge, but it's so-- it's good.

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"Fuck," Jiang swears, face finally breaking. His eyes flutter closed and he breathes raggedly. "Fuck, Illya. Yeah, c'mon. Wanna feel you come on my cock, you--shit, you slut."

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His hand drops down to rub at himself, just to push him over that edge. Proko can't talk, voice escaping in desperate little moans. He gets tight around Jiang, thighs tight against his sides, trembling as he comes; he swears he fucking whites out for a second.

"Oh fuck, Will."

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"Oh shit," Jiang gasps. His hips jump, jolt forward. He barely lasts through the clench of Proko's orgasm, barely manages to pull out in time that he doesn't come inside him again. Maybe some other time, but after twice already?

He doesn't even need to stroke himself. Just pulls out, barely in time, and makes a mess across Proko's cunt and the plug shoved in his ass.

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Proko tries to keep his eyes open, tries to stay even remotely focused so he can see Jiang's face when he comes. He can't help the euphoric look he gets when Jiang whips out to fucking come on him like that. His entire body shivers again, little shocks still racing through him, before he sinks back, struggling to catch his breath.

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Jiang gets another twitch, though its rather fruitless, and then he breathes out a laugh. His arms shake a little bit. Three orgasms in less than an hour is the most action he's gotten in nearly two months, and he feels it, suddenly.

He manages to not collapse directly on top of Proko, but it's a near thing.