Dixon cider BTS
Anthony's POV
"Show her love with your Dixon Cider." I sang, looking at Ian wanting to show him love with my dick's inside HIM! Wanting him more and more as the song went on. BTS I whispered to him " In your mouth hole flowing down inside you." I winked, He looked shocked.
The camera rolled for what felt like weeks, but it was only a few minutes till we were able to go home. Returning to my car, Ian asked what was up with me. I laughed nervously to change the subject. When we finally reached home Ian went to his room. "Knock knock, Ian are you ok?" Looking into his blacked out room I walked in and turned on his light. Laying asleep was my Ian. "Ian?" I said walking closer.
Ian started to sit up. "Ant?" he asked groggily. "Yes, I'm right here." I replied shyly. Ian jumped for me, even though I was just a few feet away. "I never knew you felt that way for me ANT!" Finally being able to hold my Ian, I went to kiss his lips. Without hesitation he had me on his bed. Looking at me he asked "Dicks inside you?" I blushed. "Be gentle." Was all I had to say. "Be right back ANT" he exclaimed.
Ian was gone for almost an hour. Long enough for me to get naked and skype with strangers. I got up and walked into the living room. "Ian?" I looked around. There was dim light and toys. I walked in seeing Ian with anal beads and cock rings all around him. Ian reaches out for my hand with his naked body bend over, he grabs my cock and gently rubs it, till I am hard. Ian gags himself with a ball mask. When he bends over all I see is an ass I have wanted ever since high school. Ian had the Dixon Cider song playing in the background. I always love to hear him sing. So I plowed into him hard. He had a tear running down his face. My pulsating cock in him felt so good. I bend down to kiss his ear and to tell him he was always the one.
Ian pointed over to the corner where a whip was. I got the whip and started to hit him with it. That plus the pain for the anal must have been too much for him. I reached under him and moved my hand up and down in sync with my body. We were like this for hours. Switching positions every time one of our knees got carpet burn. When we both were just too tired to move we fell over, on the floor where Ian held me and I held him. Sleeping till the next day.