“Yes, yes, yes. Harder. Fuck me harder.”
And Tim did, gripping his hip bones so intensely Brandon knew he would pay for it with bruises. But he didn’t care. All he cared about was the cock pounding his ass, brushing his prostate again and again until he could barely breathe with the intensity. The base of his spine tingled, nerve endings firing up his spine all the way to his neck as his release burst unexpectedly too soon; he’d wanted more, and cum covered his stroking hand and splattered onto Tim’s stomach. Tim shouted something hoarsely. Brandon was too overwhelmed to know what, as he too found his release. He pulled off the softening cock inside him and collapsed onto Tim as the man’s arms came around him.
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