Chapter 44

“Holy barbecued donkey balls.”

Clement stared at Kyle with confusion written all over his face. “What? What’s wrong?”

Kyle pointed at the tip of Clement’s hair right above the forehead. “You have a few stray drops of cum on your hair.”

Clement was stunned for a couple of seconds before he gave Kyle a huge grin. “I fucked you good, didn’t I?”

Kyle snorted. “Smug asshole.”

Clement puffed his chest out a little, and Kyle was tempted to roll his eyes. “Admit it.”

“What?”

“That I’m an amazing fuck.”

Kyle smirked at Clement. “I don’t know, stud. My memory is hazy at best. Maybe you should remind me again.”

“I will.”

Then Kyle yelped in surprise when Clement flipped their positions around, so he was now lying underneath his lover. He gasped when Clement pulled his dick out and slid it back inside.

“Again? Are you hard again?”