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erling had just scored his 2nd goal.
he saw his life flash before his eyes, as jude ran over to him, jumping on him and straddling his waist.
"you did so good!" the boy's pearly whites shined as he smiled the biggest he could at his boyfriend.
"thanks, you did great too." the blonde kissed both of jude's cheeks, and then his lips. he kept his hands on his waist out of respect. they were still on tv after all.
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jude had just scored their last goal, the game was almost over.
they had won 3-0, they watched the clock count up to 96.
haaland ran up to jude, pushing him on the floor and pinning him down. he collapsed on jude, hugging him as the boy hugged back.
"my talented boy." erling congratulated the shorter, even though the norwegian scored one more goal than jude had this game, he wanted jude to know how good he was.
"yeah thanks, but um.. your dick, i can feel it uhh.. down there." jude nervously explained in his boyfriend's ear. erling smirked, "sorry jude, we're still on the pitch. showers?"
jude nodded frantically.
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"fuck, you're so big!" jude moaned as he got pounded in the showers. erling's dick reached deeper and deeper inside him, places he didn't even know it could touch.
"you like this? you like how i fill you up with cock like a little slut?" the blonde teased, absolutely destroying jude's insides with every deep thrust he made.
"fffuck... yeah! i love it, so good.." he could see all the details of his taller boyfriend's cock as it went up and down in his stomach.
the blonde looked down at jude, he looked so beautiful.
jude's eyes fluttered shut, as his climax came close. "can't hold it anymore... need to cum." he breathed out.
"almost there? can you squirt for me princess?" erling whispered to him. jude reached his peak, and with a pornographic moan and a few breathy whines, came all over erling's dick and his own thighs.
erling bit his lip at how vulnerable his small boyfriend looked like this, his fluids spilling out of him like a faucet.
"can i cum inside you? yeah? gonna let me make you a mommy?" erling asked teasingly, even though he was gonna do it anyway.
jude nodded "please, need you to breed me. wanna be full of you, please..." he begged, panting heavy between his words, face heating up and ears burning.
the norwegian nodded, his focus on thrusting into jude, fucking the boy through his amazing orgasm.
at last, he reached his climax, doing what jude told him and shooting his seed deep into jude, filling him up to the brim.
jude whined at the warm feeling of erling's cum in his guts.
they showered properly after they were finished, and erl carried jude out bridal style, helping him get dressed since he could barely walk.
they went home together, and they may or may not have went a few more rounds on jude's bed. erling couldn't help himself, jude looked so cute taking a nap, his shirt ridden up to showcase his slim waist and flat belly, and his quiet snores.
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"can't go anymore, im ruined.. gonna hurt if we go again."
"come on baby.. you’ve got one more round in you, i know it." jude shook his head, plush lips cut and bruised with teeth indents from how hard he had been biting them.
he wanted to overstimulate jude, make him cry, but not hurt him. just.. give him a little more pleasure than he could handle.
erling wanted jude to ride his cock, watch the length explicitly thrust up into his body with every hard stroke, he loved hearing the noises his hole made every time it was thrusted into. it was almost intoxicating.
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jude's body shuddered, he gasped as he sunk down onto erling's dick.
"fuck erling.. hurts so much. ah- oww." jude bit his lip in pain. his body was bruised, he couldn't take anymore, but somehow here he was getting stretched out even more.
"weird how many times ive fucked you and you're still so tight for me. wish i could stay inside you forever."
haaland tried to comfort the boy, dirty talking him into some more pleasure.
jude nodded. "don't know. do it only for you everytime. always tight- really good for you daddy." jude breathed out, beginning to move up and down on erl's dick.
"ah, shit!" jude's jerked up in pain after erling had reached his stomach again.
"i love seeing that. filling you up til i reach your tummy and then i can see myself going in and out of your guts. love when it pushes out your belly. that's it.. my little princess... taking me so well."
"thank you- ah! i still wanna play footy after this, please don't break my legs.." jude cracked a small smile, readjusting his legs into a more comfortable position.
"i promise i won't. but what i will do is fuck you til you're so tired. gonna stretch you out so much, wanna mark every part of you."
"what like- like even… here?" jude shyly pointed to his lower abdomen, where erling’s cock made itself known.
"especially there." erling rubbed the spot in circles with his thumbs, veiny, big strong hands soon rubbing all over jude’s belly, admiring how flat and breedable and slutty his tummy was.
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it was now the next day, and god was jude tired. he was all fucked out, his legs shook all night, he couldn't get any sleep from how long they were going at it.
it was safe to say that jude was fucking exhausted.
his whole body ached, his hips the most. they were covered in hand shaped bruises and hickeys, proving that jude was erling's property.
the norwegian started to feel bad about how rough he went on jude, but then he remembered jude's faces and his moans and the explicit sounds he made when he reached his orgasm.
erling treated him to his favorite breakfast.
jude was normally the one to make breakfast, but since the boy could hardly use his feet to walk in a straight line, there was a high likelihood he wouldn't be able to today.
they cuddled and watched TV for the rest of the day, before making dinner together and finishing off the night with jude getting fucked on top of the bathroom sink.