He moaned like a bitch when I ran my fingers through his close cropped black hair and held him down with my pubes rammed into his nose.He was always perfectly groomed when he picked me up and looked like a used rag when I was done with him. Gay sex Then I realised what he meant by making it up to me. They glistened with the light from the dashboard. My cock jerked and spat out precum. He looked at me, nodded and just said ‘keep fucking me’. That was fucking hot!I pressed down quite hard on his prostate and removed my fingers in a quick motion. I collapsed onto his back as he whimpered with my flexing cock dumping the last few drops of cum into him. He looked at me, nodded and just said ‘keep fucking me’. It was perfect. I was to decide myself as the mood took. Good looking though and a cheeky but very scared grin on his face. He begged and pleaded with me to stop, screamed and wriggled.
