Zen's rut (5)

At some point Lithe wondered if Zen was out to break the bed.

The bed Lithe had once thought huge, seemed small in conjunction with Zen's vigorous movements. 

With this position more liquid drained out from his ass.

His body looked so dripping wet and lewd, with hickeys and teeth marks everywhere to be seen.

Finally, Zen pulled completely out, water slid off his cock and splashed onto Lithe and the bed.

Lithe couldn't believe all that juice was coming out of him.

He vaguely wished he could give Zen a taste of his own medicine and let him feel what it was like to be on the bottom for once.

"Don't give me that crazy look. You know you were meant to be mine."

Lithe rolled his eyes and Zen pinched his ass in response.

Before Lithe knew it Zen grabbed him by the arms and pulled him astride him. 

Lithe parted his legs wide enough to accommodate the posture of riding on top.