Perv
It was too good to be true. I knew it the moment he sat down on my dick. His ass was tight, his rhythm was perfect, and his hands on my chest twisted my barbells just right.
I should have known that he would never let me win. It probably didn't help that I slapped his ass hard and said that's right, you little shit, ride my cock good.
I shouldn't have been surprised when he put on a pouty face, looked into my eyes and said that he was awfully tired.
He didn't mind the work. Nope, not one bit.
He'd just go real slow is all.
Up.
Down.
Up.
Down.
Down.
Down.
Fuck.
I almost fucking came. I bit down hard on my tongue instead. My cock was in his ass so deep I wanted to tell him he'd better never fucking leave. Because that, right there was fucking heaven.
Until he wiggled his hips. And clenched down real tight. I moaned like a fucking whore.
His smile went from evil to proud and back to evil in a flash.
He was playing with me again, and let's be honest, I only kinda minded, but I definitely wasn't gonna let him win.
If he wanted to tiptoe the edge of heaven, I'd take him there.
Then I'd fuck him 'til it felt so good he would really think he must be dead.