Our silence is an unspoken condition of these encounters. I take great pleasure knowing that. Gay sex I hear him let out a quiet “fuck” again, a rare verbal release telling me he likes being forced and controlled. I thrust in a few more times getting all the cum out of my balls.I lay on top of him for a few minutes. I corkscrewed into him. It’s amazing how only two words have been spoken since he walked in. I hear him let out a quiet “fuck” again, a rare verbal release telling me he likes being forced and controlled. He kicks off his shoes. It could only be one person. I smirked knowing it was my jizz. He reach down to the floor and picked up his joggers and slide them on. I grasp his hand and swipe it away from my hip. You can’t hide the kind of broad shoulders and arms like he has in anything.“Hey,” I reply as I step aside, and he quickly steps through the door and closes it. I get off on hearing him and a surge of aggression courses through me, so to add to his need to be used, I pin his other wrist above his head.
