Page 142 of Silent Damage

Jason pulls my head back by my hair and asks, “Are you ready for me?”

“Yes,” I croak.

He pumps lube from the wall dispenser into his hand and slicks his cock before lining it up to my ass. Jason spits some more, using the head of his cock to slick my hole.

“Is this what your little ass wants?” he asks.

“Yes.”

“Yeah?” he teases. “The whole thing? All the way to the base?”

“Fuck…please...”

“Or just the tip? Just enough to be bad but not deep enough to reach the second hole.”

“Jason, you’re killing me…”

He pushes the head of his cock inside me, and I sigh with relief. “Yeah, my boy needs this dick, doesn’t he?”

“I do.”

“He needs it all, doesn’t he? Because he’s a greedy little whore.”

“I am!”

Jason’s deep laugh sends a tingling sensation running down my spine. He slowly slides his dick inside me, and the burning sensation is everything I want

I rise to my knees and push back, fucking myself on his cock.

“God, you needy fucking boy!” he yells. “That’s it, Gabe. Use my cock. Make your ass feel good.”

And I do, placing my hands on the metal bars to brace myself while I push back and use him.

His hands grab my waist, and he starts pounding me.

“That’s it,” I wail. “Fuck me hard.”

I collapse onto the bed, and Jason nails me into the mattress, the entire bed shaking and hitting against the wall.

He comes on a wail, his warm cum shooting into my ass and flooding me. “Yes,” I whisper, and raise my hips a bit so I can jerk off.

“No,” Jason says. He pulls out, then brings me onto my hands and knees again.

He reaches between my legs to grab my cock, and strokes me while he eats out my ass.

“I can taste my load in you,” he grunts. “Fuck, it’s incredible.”

He strokes me faster while he feasts on me, making the filthiest sounds while he licks the cum out of my ass.

It feels so good—my mouth opens to scream, but nothing comes out. I’m fucking speechless— cum shoots out of me, and Jason maneuvers beneath me to lap it up.

“Fuck,” he groans. “I love eating your cum, Gabe.”

“I…I…”

I’m done—fucked so good, I can’t even think.

He lies next to me and pulls me close, his arms squeezing me to his chest.