For Ron, Cee, and Yas, because they all suck cock.
It was tight, God, It was tight. Colin felt Bradley shift underneath him. His eyes we’re glazed with the pent up tension of their job lately, pupils wide with sin and deep with lust.
“You alright?” Colin asked tenderly. Half in half out, he could feel Bradley spasm around him, twitching, clenching, gripping, the heat and friction all but pulling the skin right off of Colin’s cock.
Bradley only nodded, his throat dry from the experience. Colin slides in more, more, deeper. Bradley bucks his hips sending Colin sliding deep within him. Muscles flexing, bodies twisting, Bradley wrapped his arm’s around Colin and held on tight, knuckles white.
The first few thrusts hurt, they hurt bad. Bradley held on tighter, feeling himself loosen and release into a deeper flavor of pleasure, something that you didn’t find at your local comic store or waterfall, something only a loved one can share, can give, can break into you.
Colin wasn’t going to last, but beautiful boys don’t their first time. The heat, the pressure, the grinding. Bradley’s gentle but powerful grunts every time Colin filled him to the hilt. Each moan, each gasp made Colin thrust faster and harder, the feeling of being rooted deep over come by the feeling of sliding, then rooted again, repeated and repeated.
Bradley couldn’t hold on for much longer. Their chests we’re pressed so tight he could barely breathe. His stomach became tense, his chest flexed, and he couldn’t help but whimper as he felt the first jet pulse out of him.
Colin was high. High, high, high. He could feel each ripple of Bradley’s orgasm flow through him until it resonated with his cock, begging him, pleading him to finish. It was quick and fast and Colin wanted it to last longer but there’s only so much you can think about until the sheer combination of love and heat over takes you and pulls you for all your worth.
Colin panted and let all of his weight fall into Bradley. His lips locked against his ear, his breath harsh and hot against his neck. Bradley ran his fingers through Colin’s hair.
“I love you, yeah?” Bradley half asked half confessed. He met Colin’s eyes.
“Yeah,” Colin replied, his smirk making his ears twitch, his face flooding red, “I love you too.”