“Yeah, you got it, love.”
Although the rhythm had changed, the bed still protested the movement and groaned its disapproval.
Knowing his man couldn’t keep up the pace much longer, Colin suggested they lie flat, Colin on top of Martin.
The change took some accomplishing as neither man wanted to separate. But once back in their favourite position Colin went to town pistoning in and out of Martin’s now looser hole.
“Close!” Colin gasped.
Colin noticed his man had worked a hand under his pelvis and was no doubt doing what he could to stimulate his dick.
“Doggy style.” Colin grasped Martin’s hips and lifted them.
Martin whimpered, but this soon turned to sighs of pleasure when Colin knocked Martin’s hand aside and began to wank him in rhythm with his renewed thrusts.
“Yeah,” Martin growled. “Nearly there.”
Even though Colin had wanted them to climax together, a sudden clamping of Martin’s anal muscles sent Colin over the edge a few seconds before Martin.