“Don’t run from me, baby,” I tell him. My arm locked tight around him as I pull him onto me. "My body is yours," he affirms. Every twitch of his body tells me he loves it. His surrender is his offering to me.
You can see my aggression here. Sweat pouring down my body as I drill into @CameraGayMan. There's strain in his voice. Then pleasure. And he trusts me to lead him through all of it.
I'm gripping his head. Securing him under me. My thrusts are unyielding, and I won't ease up. “I want it deep,” he says. @KyleMichaels_98 surrenders his hole as I prepare for my orgasm.
I'm impressed. Watching @KyleMichaels_98 finger his hole is making my dick grow even harder. This sexy boy is hungry for my deepest thrusts, and he'll get them. After I enjoy the warm sensation of his tongue massaging my dick.
He's completely exposed to me. Body folded and legs held high. His hole tightens. Signaling that he wants more. And I have a lot more to give @CameraGayMan.
I'm spent. My locs fall around him while his hands roam freely over me. @ZaneKazan gasps when I rise over him. "I just want to lick the sweat off you." He does. Between our heavy breathing and his tongue on my skin, this feels natural.
I’m grinding deeper into him. He’s biting the pillow just to handle the pressure. Until his body gives in. He's aching for more. And I’m determined to break this boy open.
"You own that hole," @NoahDailyx tells me. He's confident. Yet vulnerable. The purity in his surrender. The honestly in his moans. I like all of it. He's doing a great job for me.
He’s throbbing while he bucks against me. My dick is hammering his prostate, but he isn’t allowed to cum yet. My pleasure is his purpose. His orgasm belongs to me. I’ll decide when he’s earned it. If he’s earned it.
I know exactly how to handle a boy like @ZaneKazan. His lean frame gives me something to hold. Something to control. And he enjoys letting me have my way with him.
I want him to feel me from every angle. Sliding through him. Radiating inside him. Accepting me. I love the closeness of this position. Close enough that we never lose contact.
I could feel his breath the deeper I pushed into him. “Fuck! Your dick,” he moaned. I grabbed his legs and hooked them over my shoulders. Pinning this twink to the bed. Giving him nowhere else to focus except on the chemistry between us.
“Where do you feel me, baby?” I already know the answer. His guttural moans and the tension in his body are a dead giveaway. "I feel you in my gut," he responds. Directly. I grab his waist. To push deeper. That's where I want to be.
“My dick looks big next to you,” I told @ZaneKazan. He laughed, eyes shining, and said, “Cause it is big.”







