Chapter 9

Moments later, Garth felt the cool, oily contents trickle down the crack of his ass as Peter squirted it there and rubbed it down around his anus. He was ready when the head of Peter’s heavy cock nudged into him, stretching and filling him in spite of the easy slide in. Garth groaned again. The sensations were so intense they were almost painful, yet it was a pleasure-pain, one he’d never tire of feeling. Were Peter any bigger, it would be more pain than pleasure, but as it was, everything seemed just right. Garth surrendered to the powerful strokes of Peter’s fucking, losing himself in the rhythm of it. He felt the other man come, the last powerful thrust and the spurt and throb in his depths. Then they both collapsed.