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thrusting member. He gasped at the burning sensation. It didn"t hurt exactly, but he felt so full, so…invaded by the other man"s body. His cock ached with desire, and as if sensing his need, Karl snaked a hand beneath his body to wrap a fist around Reese"s erection.
    Reese lifted up on his knees to allow him access, which pushed him back onto Karl"s cock. Karl"s body curved around his as he drove deeper, filling Reese to the limit. He groaned, his breath puffing warm and moist against Reese"s shoulder. The friction of the other man"s palm on Reese"s cock built up heat that raged through him. In desperation, Reese pushed against Karl"s solid body. He wanted more of that thick slab filling his arse. He wanted it buried to the hilt in him.
    Karl grunted and swore in several languages. “Holy Mother, Christ!” He gripped Reese"s cock hard, forgetting to pull as his own pleasure grew too strong.
    “ Mein Gott , you cocksucking whoremaster.”
    Reese would"ve laughed at the random curses if he hadn"t been so aroused by Karl"s loss of control. It felt good to have the other man lose composure for a change, empowering even as he lay prone beneath Karl"s bucking body. He may have surrendered the position of dominance by letting Karl ride on top, but he had his own kind of power here. A man didn"t have to be in the saddle in order to have control. By giving up supremacy, he"d gained the ability to drive Karl to the pinnacle of ecstasy.
    Reese"s climax rose to a peak as Karl rubbed him briskly while striking a place deep inside that opened a door like a key to a lock. The tightly coiled knot of desire came undone in a rush, ecstasy blossoming through him and shooting out of him.

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    Reese clung to the arm around him as he released in warm spurts. Hot tears squeezed from the corners of his tightly closed eyes. He shuddered and gasped for breath.
    Karl groaned and continued to pump his hips, driving his shaft in and out of Reese like a piston. The slap of skin against skin and Karl"s grunts filled the silence. That thick cock drilling his rear was close to painful, but Reese craved more of that slow burn.
    Karl thrust once more and froze, spending in pulses. Reese clenched his muscles around Karl"s cock, milking him dry. Karl"s breath tickled Reese"s neck and blew across his sweaty shoulder. He remained buried inside Reese, and for several amazing moments the two of them melded together as one.
    Then at last, Karl"s arm loosened, and he let Reese"s cock slip from his fingers.
    “Are you all right?”
    More than all right. I’m the best I’ve been in years, maybe in all my life . “Fine, thank you,” Reese answered casually, hoping his voice didn"t tremble and give away the depth of his feeling.
    Karl"s chuckle vibrated against his back, and he kissed Reese between the shoulder blades. “Mm, I think that was beyond such meager politeness. I believe we both earned a bit more exuberance than that. Perhaps an „amazing," „astonishing," or
    „stupendous" is in order.”
    “You"re the best I"ve ever had. Is that what you want to hear?” Reese meant it as a tease, but the words came out a bit sharper and more caustic than he"d intended.
    Karl ignored the sarcasm and smiled as if accepting a freely given compliment.
    He hugged Reese and murmured, “You"re a mysterious man, Jonathan Reed.
    Perhaps a little magical, for I don"t know why you affect me as you do. There"s no logic in it, but there it is. This was very powerful for me too.”

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    Reese blushed at Karl"s words. The man had a tendency toward the dramatic and seemed to have no shame admitting his feelings despite the fact he"d spent a good portion of his life in England. Where was the British reticence and reserve?
    As the delightful pleasures of orgasm began to fade, Reese"s barriers came up of their own accord. He felt awkward and embarrassed and wanted to pull away from Karl"s embrace.
    “Ah, I feel you