LIAM
My brain is mush.
I raise my hips before plunging into the tight hole, so wet and hot. I do it again, rolling my hips, grinding against the soft round flesh, my cock buried deep until nothing is left.
The boy beneath me is crying, calling my name, and begging me. I love his voice, I love his moans more and I want him to cry out my name over and over again.
I grind and roll again, feeling his hole clench around me, the wetness increasing inside him and I groan, burying my face in the pillow, right beside his head.
Tightening my hand around him and raising his lips a little higher, I start slamming inside, my hips and his connecting rapidly. Nothing has ever felt as good as this feels.
I want to live inside him, I want to stay here buried in him, and never get out. I rut against him hard, the soft fleshy ass bouncing with each thrust I make, eyes fluttering closed as I piston in and out.
