You know you want it, slut.

"Alright... you can touch me", you consent.

“Lie here first, face down”, he hops sideways on the mattress and gives you space.

When you lie down, you remember that you have to untie your pants.

“Let me help you”, he says as he takes them out for you.

Your dick starts to get hard when Brent finally starts pulling your pants along your underwear back, uncovering your ass. Your legs are straight, and Brent is positioned behind you, kneeling with his legs around you. You feel the cold air pass through your naked ass, after all, the house had no door. You were aware of any noise, you didn't want Donquio and Randall to see you in this situation.

"Wow", you heard Brent's mouth open as he looked at your butt.

"W-What?"

"Your ass is so... girly..."

You couldn't answer that. You put your arms under your head and used them as a pillow. Brent took off his own gloves to feel the texture of your ass.

Brent starts playing with your ass slowly. He squeezes and swings like a child with a new toy. He admires your soft, big ass with his palms. You feel him slide a finger down your hole sometimes, and every now and then he has a weak slap on your white buttocks. Brent slides his hands to your waist, and plays with your body, down to your thighs. And then he grabbed your already hard, drooling dick and pinned it between your own thighs. Brent went on your ass and sometimes paid some attention to your cock and your balls. He knew you were a boy, and you also needed some relief.