“Nothing,” Thornton whispered as Sartin’s cock slipped out of his mouth. Thornton pulled himself up on top of Sartin, careful not to put any pressure on Sartin’s wounded chest. Supporting himself with his arms, like a seal dragging itself on the beach, Thornton rubbed his own hard shaft against Sartin’s, the slick pre-cum from both cocks combining to form the slickness needed for penetration.
Sartin laid his head back on the rocks and relaxed as Thornton moved his ass to Sartin’s shaft and forced the head into the entrance. Slick with pre-cum, and desire for Sartin, Thornton’s hole acceptedSartin’s length. Thornton held himself up on his strong arms, allowing him to get used to the invading girth.