Chapter 9

“Want to turn over, so I can see you.”

“Oh, okay.”

They had to disconnect to assume the new position—Zack facing him, his thick muscular legs up on Sam’s sweat soaked chest and shoulders.

“Yeah, much better,” Zack said, once Sam was fully seated back inside him.

Sam leaned down and took a kiss. “Sure is, handsome.”

Zack yelped as Sam pegged his prostate. “You think I’m handsome?”

As he continued his fucking, Sam looked down at the muscular teen laid out in front of him. The small amount of blond body hair between his firm pecs narrowed to a thin line, which trailed down his six pack and spread into a bush around his cock, which stood at attention. The hair was matted to the lightly tanned skin, which glistened with sweat.

“You’re fucking beautiful, man.” Sam didn’t care if he sounded girly.

Zack grinned, showing a row of perfect white teeth. Sam had to lean down and claim another kiss.

“I’m getting close,” Sam said, once he’d risen onto his straight arms.