Hard and fast

Kyle pulls John arm back into him, driving his cock deep into John. Instinctively, his body pulls back and slams forward into John’s. With a sudden thrust, John yelps in pure pleasure as Kyle pulls John back once again, repeating the cycle.

10 minutes. For the next 10 slow, burning minutes, a mixture of John’s defeated moans combined with the loud, constant slaps of fresh fill the air. A groan commands the room as Kyle’s rod rails John.

“Fuck,” Kyle’s voice whispers into John’s ears, “Fuck, I’m about to cum…” John’s eyes turn towards Kyle, and instinctively, pulls him into a kiss. Kyle lets go of John’s arms as he grab John’s cheek. Tongues were tied, the interlocking twine of moist flesh feel each other. Kyle’s solid cock pulsates inside from this sudden act of intimacy.

“Fuck,” Kyle takes breaths, “You’re so fucking hot, I’m about to, I’m about to-!”