Haleigh's Ink

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keep
himself from coming. He spread lube, teasing his opening, determined not to
make it easy on him.
    “Because I want to bring you pleasure, Sir. Nothing would
make me happier than if you’d fuck me as long and as hard as you wanted. I want
your marks on my body. Inside and out.”
    Scott slipped a lubed-up digit deep inside the recesses of
Kyle’s body. His arousal kicked up a notch knowing Kyle was fully willing to
take anything Scott needed, no matter how demanding he’d already been. “I’m not
even buried inside you yet, and you’re so damn close to coming. I’ll be
impressed if I get there before you’re coming again without permission. Why are
you so horny, Kyle?” He pushed another slick finger inside, pumping and
stretching the tight hole so that when he got his dick inside he wouldn’t hurt
him this time.
    “You, Scott,” Kyle answered and his arms nearly gave out as
Scott slapped him again.
    “Don’t lie, Kyle, or I’ll walk away right fucking now. I’ll
tie your ass to the bed and make sure you can’t touch your cock to get off.
I’ll come in every fifteen minutes and suck you until you almost come and then I’ll
walk away again.” Scott grabbed ahold of Kyle’s stiff flesh and tugged on it,
working him until Kyle’s mouth opened in warning. He stopped right before
Kyle’s body could get thrown into ecstasy.
    “So, answer honestly or I see blue balls in your future, my
friend. Who’s got you so turned on you’re slick with sweat and your balls are
so tight they’re about to blow?”
    “You…” Kyle answered. Then he whispered, “and Haleigh. The
two of you are all I’ve ever wanted.” Air sawed in and out of his lungs at a
fast clip. He squeezed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth.
    “Good answer, Kyle,” Scott praised as he straightened,
letting Kyle’s dick bounce away from his body one more time. Scott replaced his
fingers with the head of his cock and pushed forward. “Don’t you dare come
yet.” He willed his body not to plunge forward but a sweet cry from Kyle
filtered into his ears as his dick decided it didn’t need any more foreplay. He
was balls-deep inside his lover’s ass before he could utter the words, “Sweet
Jesus.” His idea of making him work for it dissolved as he pictured Haleigh
again.
    “She wants you, Kyle.” He spoke the words as he grabbed
Kyle’s hips and yanked him back to meet his thrusts. Their balls slapped
together, making them both curse. “Can you imagine what it would be like to be
buried in her pussy right now? To be surrounded by her wet heat and to feel her
cling onto you while I’m fucking you?”
    Kyle’s arms finally gave out and his upper body fell to the
bed. Scott followed him to the mattress, pushing on the lower half of his body
until he completely collapsed. That wouldn’t stop him from taking his fill.
Kyle knew he wasn’t nearly through with him yet.
    “I want to watch you take her. I want to see your cock slide
into her pussy as she claws at your arms, screaming as you to take her for the
first time. Close your eyes and image it. You, filling her core and feeling her
squeeze tight around your cock as I stretch your ass with my dick.”
    “Yes,” he grunted as his bottom half arched toward Scott,
the change in angle making him want to howl. Scott twisted his hips and changed
the position in which he penetrated him. The end of his dick pushed against the
knot of his prostate and Kyle tightened on every stroke.
    “Do you want to come, Kyle? Are you going to come and empty
your balls, imagining fucking Haleigh and her sweet virgin pussy?”
    “Please,” Kyle begged.
    “Come. Shit—”
    “YES!” Kyle shouted and he clamped onto Scott’s dick so hard
it threatened to rip the orgasm from both of them. Scott was determined to hold
it in. He moaned, thrusting inside Kyle’s clenching ass. He jerked every time
Kyle tightened against him. His lids were squeezed so tightly, white stars
burst behind his eyelids.

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