crevice of his insides. He felt them reaching for him, felt them touching him in places he didn’t know existed inside. He could barely hear his own yelps and groans as Josh drove into him faster with each passing second of time. It was too much as his body surrendered to its own needs.
He felt his balls tighten, felt them dig into the very underside of his cock and as Josh drove his own cock deeper than ever before, Brett couldn’t hold back. With a loud animal cry of utter surrender, of complete abandon to all reason he felt the flow of his milk come shooting out from his wildly dancing cock.
Splashes of hot man milk went flying all over and splattered against his arms and belly. Even a few stray spurts seemed to find their way upwards, hitting him on his upraised chin. As the second spurt came flooding out, he cried out, yelling that he was coming. The words were out and he could feel Josh moving even faster now. The thrusts were non stop and he had no time to even breathe as they came hard and deep into him.
Suddenly he felt the body above him grow even more rigid as it pulled back. The hard thundering cock that had split him wide open was just resting at the very tip of his asshole. The head just barely inside his stretched muscle. Before he could finish his thought, before the last shred of penetrating pain had finished he felt the hard pole shudder.
All of Josh’s body that was touching his began to tremble and without another word, another single cry, Josh pushed inwards. His body, shaking uncontrollably now, crashed down hard onto Brett’s tensed form. The force was more tremendous than any other thrust. He felt his legs begin to buckle as the hard pole dove deep into him. He cried out just as Josh’s own voice suddenly gurgled. The body above him was spent as it drove hard. The weight made his arms shudder then begin to falter. They couldn’t support both spent bodies and as he fell forward he heard the murmuring cries next to his ears, felt the dribble of saliva and sweat on his neck as they fell together, across the open seat of the arm chair.
The ragged sound of heavy breathing was all he could hear. His heart was still pounding in his ears but not so loudly. The rasping gasps for air came from both of them as they were still coupled though laying on the seat of the chair. His head was tilted to one side, pushed hard into the inner side of the chair. His legs were stretched outwards, but without feeling of any kind. Nothing seemed to register beyond that as he struggled for air. He had never been taken this way before yet even as that thought came to him, he began to wonder what next time might be like.
He shivered a little as he felt the warm heavy breathing on his neck. Josh was totally exhausted but he still was semi hard, still inside of Brett. The pain was long gone, only the pleasure remained. As his breathing grew more regular, the sound of Josh’s cock finally coming free of the tight clench of Brett’s sphincter echoed in the room. Brett
