[If indeed it's Otto's overwhelming sensations seeping into Bruno, he'll be able to tell just how far along the man is. He teeters along the edge for a brief moment, swaying back and forth in a proverbial manner, before finally toppling over it with a loud groan. There's nothing particularly beautiful or flattering about his orgasm- it just is. His body tenses, his fingers dig further into Bruno's hair and even his toes lock themselves into a stretch.
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Congrats, Bruno! You did it!]