Chapter 11

Sombra trailed the ends of the quirt across Chaz’s butt once more and then again grasped him at the hips. With a single powerful thrust, Sombra seated his cock to the depths. Chaz shivered, feeling his inner muscles respond, releasing and then contracting as he adjusted to the sensation of Sombra’s prick filling him. He had only seconds to become acclimated before the other man began to fuck him in earnest, withdrawing almost to the brink and then slamming in again in the timeless rhythm that accelerated to a drumbeat of fury.

Chaz clutched the wooden legs of the saddle rack and braced himself against the forceful pressure of Sombra’s thrusts. The pressure grew and built, until he wondered if he could stand any more, could remain conscious and aware to the end. At that moment, with a grunting groan, Sombra came. Chaz could feel the burst and spasms throughout his whole body.