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I grabbed his ankles again and spread his legs apart, staring at my cock as I fucked him. My eyes were focused on the disappearing act of my tool. His hips began to slowly move back and forth as I pulled my cock out an inch or two before moving in again, stretching his insides with every thrust.

“This is so fucking hot,” I growled, pushing myself higher on my knees for a better angle as I pressed his legs further back so his feet were toward his head. He was bent in half when I leaned over him and sank as far as I could, my hips pressed against his ass.

“Oh fuck, baby. You’re so good. So fucking sexy,” he said, grunting as I pumped my hips faster.

Hayes’ movements were smooth as he moved his hips in slow motion, grinding into me steadily as we joined as one.

I slid my cock in further and held it for a second before pulling out and pushing in further with each thrust of his hips. “How’s that, baby boy?” I questioned. “You handling my dick okay, boy?”

Hayes grabbed his dick and began stroking it faster, matching my pace. His ass had accepted me fully and he rode my cock like he’d been doing it for years. “Harder,” he pleaded, letting go of his dick and wrapping his arms around my neck while he lifted his ass off the bed.

Meeting his thrusts, my balls pulsed every time I reached a new depth.

“Come on, stud. Fuck me harder,” he moaned.

I pulled him to me and we kissed like it was the first time. Our teeth gnashed together and we inhaled each other as we both breathed heavily. Hayes reached for the backs of his knees and placed them over my shoulders before pulling me closer and driving his ass into me harder and faster.

“Take that cock,” I growled. “Take your man’s huge tool, boy.”

His eyes were glassed over as he stared into mine, studying my face with every thrust, examining my needs, testing his tolerance for more of me. “Come in my hole,” he yelled. “Fuck it, stud! Fuck it hard!” His eyes rolled back in his head. I assumed my cock had hit his prostate. His body trembled every single time his prostate was hit by the tip of my dick. He went limp with pleasure and let the overload of sensory pleasure surge through his body.

I used him like a rag doll for my pleasure and I loved every fucking moment of it. He was a willing lover and seemed to be as into the stimulation as I was.

“Fuck, boy,” I growled, sweat dripping from my forehead. He held the back of my head with two hands and pulled me against his chest. My sweat poured from me, covering him with my efforts. “This is amazing, boy. So good! So good,” I said. His knees were at his ears and I controlled every part of his body. He was folded under me, completely at my mercy.

“You’re so strong, stud. So big and manly,” he moaned, filling my ego as I had my way with him.

I was lost in him.

“Fuuucckkk!”he cried.“Fuuuccckkk,”he repeated. My cock moved over his prostate faster and faster, and he convulsed with pleasure underneath me. “You better shoot your load, stud,” he grunted. “I’m . . . I’m . . . oh . . . oh my . . .fuuuccckkk!” His balls released his orgasm and he bucked under me, grinding his ass onto my dick, taking every inch of satisfaction.

“That’s it, boy. That’s it,” I growled, breathing heavily in his ear as I nipped at his neck. My hands slid lower from the back of his head to his lower back as I pulled him as close as I could. He felt small under my massive frame and I knew I wanted to be here with him forever. Hayes and his uncontrolled need for me had set off my imagination like never before. I liked taking charge of our love this way. I liked being the source of his pleasure, a place he could express his love in a physical way.

“Let it go, stud,” I said, meeting him thrust for thrust as his cock continued releasing against my abdomen. He was still fully in his orgasm, waiting for the impending release of mine. “Fuck! You’re so fucking hot, Hayes!”

I was on that perfect edge of a balancing act. I wanted to come and I wanted to postpone the bliss of release. Stuck in a place of raw passionate pleasure. The pre-orgasm glory. I held off as long as I could, fighting the urge to come, a battle between my needs and my wants.

He held the sides of my face and kissed my forehead over and over. “Make love to me, baby. Make love to your boy.”

His loving voice destroyed my last defense. I stiffened for just a second before exhaling hard. “Oohhh,” I moaned and released simultaneously. “Oh, baby. Mmmm, yes, baby boy.” I kept my cock deep in him as I shuddered in orgasmic pleasure.

“There you go, Bo. There you go,” he whispered, holding me inside of him.

I relaxed and let my weight completely collapse onto him. Our breathing slowed and his legs straightened out while I remained between them. My cock slipped from him and I felt the loving after effects of our first joining.

Hayes looked tenderly into my eyes. “I love you, Bo,” he said. “And from this day on, I want to belong to you.”

“I wouldn’t want it any other way, baby.”

The shack was hot and stuffy and we should have showered but we didn’t. The screen door was open but latched and cool air from the river blew across our naked bodies as we drifted into blissful somber. The frogs and crickets filled the night with their songs, trying their hardest to find their mates.

We’d found ours.

CHAPTER FORTY: Hayes

Loud knocking on the screen door woke us with a start, both of us jumping and instantly awake. I instinctively reached for the sheet and pulled it to our waists. The screen door was only ten feet away but it was still difficult to make out who it was due to the angle of the bed.

“Get dressed, son,” a gruff but gentle male voice stated.

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