Greg says, “Let’s get to it. I don’t have all night.”
Flynn chuckles because the guy has the rest of his everything. He watches Greg turn around and drop his sweats to his ankles. “Nice,” he says, checking out the homeless man’s bottom: tight, bulbous, surprisingly clean. Most of these men have dirty bottoms, but Greg’s is almost fresh looking and doesn’t smell half bad.
The joys and pleasures of tonight happens. Flynn applies a condom to his already-hard dick; Flynn falls to knees; Greg calls over his right shoulder, “Don’t be nice to me. You can make it hurt. Get busy.” Flynn listens to the homeless man and steers his dick inside his bottom and begins fucking him. It’s a tight ass and somewhat bony. As he plugs Greg with his cock, Flynn grunts while swaying forward and backward, pulverizing the guy’s rear with his weight, hammering his stick inside him. And Greg continues to beg beneath him, “Do it, man. Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”