“I wanted it…I still want it..”“Say it.”“I want your cock, Jace.”He thrust harder. And I knew it deep in my chest. Gay sex “You needed this, didn’t you?”Thrust again. …“Yes…fuck..yes.. Felt it twitch.“Yeah,” he muttered, watching me. Just past midnight.Everyone else in the house had either passed out or was still downstairs drinking. I stood still, like I was waiting for orders. Then swung wide.Jace stood there in nothing but a pair of tight grey shorts that clung to his thighs and bulge like they were painted on. The lights were low, room hot, the air laced with the smell of musk and body spray. Then swung wide.Jace stood there in nothing but a pair of tight grey shorts that clung to his thighs and bulge like they were painted on. Warm. He stayed deep, buried to the hilt. His whole body shook.Spurt. Just pressure. “You wanted this, didn’t you.”He pulled back.Then. …Thrust again…”Aah.. You take it like it’s your job.”He slapped and squished my ass, “Fuck, your hole’s drooling already.”He leaned over, his chest grazing my back, his voice in my ear.
