Gideon pulled him down with such force that Jesse saw stars. Big, bright flashing stars that obscured his vision. He slipped against Gideon’s thighs and chest, coating him with blood. Their mouths fused, and for a moment, Jesse didn’t want to move. Jesse couldn’t move. He was perfectly content right where he was, filled with Gideon’s cock, pressed against his chest, while his blood colored Gideon’s skin.
Jesse lifted himself, until only the tip of Gideon’s cock was still in his ass, then slammed down again. Gideon’s mouth muffled Jesse’s scream, but they both shuddered as an aftershock reverberated through their frames.