Xanatos watched as Bruck was sleeping in his bed, exhausted from the day’s strenuous tasks. His gaze wandered over the boy’s - no, young man’s - nude body. Bruck looked so different now than when he had picked him up two years ago. He no longer was the scrawny Jedi initiate; his was face a bit harder now, even more beautiful.

Xanatos’ gaze wandered further down, resting on Bruck’s cock lying heavily on balls that were covered by only a few white hairs.

Xanatos’ hand was rubbing his own cock, bringing himself to a strong orgasm.

Bruck definitely wasn’t a boy anymore.

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