Chapter 24

Paul covered Don’s hand, increasing the pressure around his shaft. Two hard strokes were enough to make Don shout, and then erupt over Paul’s stomach, his come catching Paul’s shirt. He didn’t want this to end too soon, even if he needed the release. He didn’t want to lose the heat of Don’s body, the firm grip of his passage. But his orgasm was too much for Paul to withstand. The way his body clenched and writhed, the way he fluttered and gasped for breath and moved, was all too much to withstand.

Paul slammed his mouth to Don’s, their tongues and teeth clashing. Don caught Paul’s strangled shout of relief as his cock pulsed and throbbed, filling Don’s ass with his come. He jerked his hips again and again, milking the orgasm, desperate to capture every second.