Dakota pushed against Chip’s hot hole, sliding past the tight muscles of the opening. His cock slid in to the warm unyielding softness. Waves of ecstasy coursed through his body, causing him to tremble.
He thrust his hips forward and Chip pushed back against him, forcing his cock deeper. Dakota clasped his hands to Chip’s waist, pumping back and forth. The friction on his member ignited a fire that flashed through his loins and fueled his eruption.
Dakota shoved again, hitting Chip’s inner wall, making the young man cry out in pleasure, his arms buckling. With Chip’s chest and shoulders pressed against the floor, Dakota increased the intensity of his pounding. With a growl between his gritted teeth, he exploded inside Chip, pumping hot seed from his cock.
“I’m coming, too! Gimme a towel,” Chip gasped. “I don’t want to come on the colonel’s bed.”