Free A Place for Cliff by Talon p.s. Page B

much longer. His throat burned from the relentless panting. His whole body firing off like a thousand circuit breakers. The culminating wave of pleasure building into such an intense ball of energy he was certain there’d be nothing left of him when he did explode. His moans were so loud and out of control, it should have startled him, but Pyotr felt so damn good thrusting up into the rear nethers he couldn’t convince himself to feel otherwise. It was too good to hold back.
    “Ah yes—look at how beautiful your cock is, dancing for me while I fuck you.” Pyotr growled with each thrust.
    “Oh god.” Cliff cried out, he was so damn close.
    Pyotr’s shaft slid deep then reared back until only the head remained inside Cliff’s tunnel. Then he slammed up inside him again. And again. Cliff’s cock bobbing with the timing and force of Pyotr’s thrusts.
    “Look at it draga . How it dances up and down for me.” His praises stopping only long enough to groan into his back and lick over the muscles in his arm before stating more of the obvious on his twirling and slapping anatomy. “Look how hard you are. I love how you stay hard for me while I fuck you.”
    Cliff tried to blush, but he just couldn’t seem to submit to his embarrassment while Pyotr still lifted his hips driving his cock inside him. The friction inside his tight walls had everything else swept away. And it was clearly a huge turn on for his lover.
    Pyotr licked over Cliff’s back, back and forth tasting the saltiness of his sweat. He bit into the tender flesh and growled into him when he felt the walls around his cock tighten around him. “Ahhh—” he groaned more. Pyotr knew he wasn’t going to last much longer with a trick like that.
    Pyotr brought his legs in and pushed them both to their feet, his hips rocking Cliff forward some and bent over the young man immediately licking over the lad’s neck and shoulder, savoring more of his taste. His eyes filling with the sight of his young lovers cock swollen and completely dark red. Angry and up right it was primed to explode any minute now. He reached around taking the angry shaft in his hand and squeezed it, just as he pistoned his cock deep inside Cliff’s ass once again.
    Cliff cried out, his legs giving out underneath him, but Pyotr caught him up in his arms and kept the shock and awe going. His right hand continued to jack his dick while he shafted into his hole. His left hand curling up around his side taking his jaw and turning his mouth for him to kiss. Two more strokes while thrusting deep inside him then stilled as every one of Cliff’s muscles tensed with the climatic force and Cliff exploded.
    With a low, strangled cry, Cliff lost it completely, obeying the demands of his lover’s hand with helpless pleasure. Heart pounding, his chest heaving for breath, he felt his cock spasming in that large, warm hand as his cum fountained out, coating Pyotr’s grip and the dresser with a pool of white seed.
    Pyotr’s hand filled with the hot cum and he used it to make a wet suction over the head of Cliff’s cock forcing him into a painful bucking ride of ecstasy. Milking his cock further, his hand relentlessly, expertly moved to ensure that each subsequent blistering jet was larger and more forceful than the last.
    Like a jackhammer, Pyotr pounded him. Spurred on by the vocalized orgasm. Muscles tensed—tighter—tighter—until he snapped. Euphoric waves washed over him. He powered through his orgasm, relishing each hot spurt of cum milked from his cock. Sweat beaded on his brow. His chest heaved and his body burned. He stared into Cliff’s eyes in the mirror, thrilled at the rapturous glimmer staring back.
    “ Ahhh! Oh fuck!” Cliff cried out his body tugging and towing against his lover’s arms, but they tightened around him like a vice and Pyotr’s cock shafted deep in his inside once more throbbing violently against his buttocks and Pyotr’s groaning release was added to his own. Cliff