Jim enjoyed being taken by force. He would deal with the emotional aftermath of being a pervert later.
Brian bit Jim’s shoulders and back. The water started cooling, but Brian kept screwing, whispering his love for Jim.
The water turned cold just as Brian came, screaming at the top of his lungs, a first for him.
Jim fisted his dick and came seconds later with Brian’s cock still inside him. They turned the water to a trickle, soaped and rinsed quickly, then toweled each other off.
“That was one of our best. I liked that you sort of raped me and made me take it. I liked that you slapped and spanked me.”
Brian wrapped a towel around them and they hugged.
* * * *
Weeks later, on a Saturday, Jim sat up in bed as Brian paced the basement at nearly four A.M. “Hey, what’s wrong?”