Free Security by Mike Shade

A low moan came from Ken, the cock against his belly jerking hard.
     
"You like that." He pushed a little, scratching hard.
"Fuck yes!" Ken attacked his mouth, kissing him hard. He met that hunger, pushing back hard, refusing to give any quarter. "Fuck me, Simon. Make me scream."
     
"Pushy, pushy." He tugged Ken closer.
     
"So push back, Simon, you're a big boy." The green eyes sparkled at him.
     
Little prick. Simon chuckled, swatted that tight ass. "Spoiled."
     
Ken half laughed, half gasped. "Oh, do it again!" "Ask nicely." He swatted harder.
Ken gasped again, eyes wide. "Will that get me more than being a brat will?"
     
"You ought to try and see." He growled a little, kissing hard enough to make it ache.
     
Ken shuddered. "Please."
     
His hand flew, smacking into that fine ass.
     
Another shudder and Ken's face buried in his throat, breath hot. "Please."
     
He struck, popping hard and fast, heating that pretty little ass. Ken held on tight, sobbing into his neck.
     
"More?"
Ken nodded, clinging harder.
     
He growled, nibbling, nipping, hand burning, blazing on that skin. Ken clung and rubbed, soft sobs sounding, body starting to shake.
     
"Want you to ride me."
     
"Simon!" Ken shuddered, heat shooting between them. He groaned, licking at Ken's shoulder. "Yeah."
Ken's head dropped back, the kid moaning softly. "Gonna ride that fat prick."
     
"Yes. You'll ride until you make us both come." He leaned up, biting Ken's throat.
     
Ken's prick was still hard and it throbbed against him at his bite. "Fuck yes."
     
Simon leaned back, watching. "Want you." "Yeah. Now. Fuck, you're so fucking hot."
Ken shifted, sliding his abused ass against Simon's legs, moaning and shuddering.
     
He spread his thighs, nodding, pushing his sweats down. “Condom,” he managed to get out.
     
Ken reached back, pushing his plate aside and revealing the little condom packet hidden there. Cheeky brat. The glove
slid onto him and Ken shifted again, hand taking his cock and guiding it to that hot little hole.
     
"Fuck, yes." His head rolled, hands landing on Ken's hips.
     
Ken sank right down until his cock was completely engulfed, the kid's hot ass rippling around his cock. The long, slender hands wrapped around his shoulders and Ken started moving, riding him.
     
He leaned in, lips catching the little ring in Ken's nipple, tugging. Ken jerked, cried out and started riding harder, teeth sinking into his bottom lip. The ripples of that fine body milked at his cock and he tugged again, harder. That earned him a scream, the hands holding his shoulders going tight, fingers digging into his skin.
     
Ken moved wildly, ass snapping against him, making the green eyes go wide every time Ken came down. He let one hand slide back, nails scraping along the hot skin. Ken screamed again, breath coming in short gasps, body rippling like crazy around his cock.
     
"That's it. Fucking let go." He scratched again, biting at Ken's nipple, fucking close.
     
Another scream sounded, Ken's eyes rolling back in his head and the kid came hard, squeezing his cock hard enough to almost hurt. He rocked and thrust a few more times, letting go, cock pulsing.
     
Ken collapsed against him, breath coming in quick, sharp gasps against his neck. The kid clung, cuddling and not a smart remark out of his mouth at all. He got rid of the
rubber without dislodging his clinging one, then set to stroking and petting, relaxing Ken.
     
Ken was soon purring, melted against him like some huge cat. Oh, now, this was much better. He'd heat up that ass over and over for a few minutes of this.
     
Ken nuzzled into his neck and if he wasn't mistaken, that might have been a 'thank you' murmured inaudibly against his skin.
     
Simon didn't push it, rocking and holding and waiting for the shit to start again.
     
***
     
Ken was curled up on the couch while Simon watched some movie on the tube. He wasn't really paying attention, just making his presence known anytime Simon's hand