He turned to say something—he didn’t even know what—but Justin was already lying back down, one arm thrown over his eyes like he was trying to block out the world.Joey swallowed.“See you around.”Justin didn’t answer.Joey walked out. Joey collapsed over him, lips brushing Justin’s shoulder.“You’re perfect.”He meant it.They didn’t speak. Gay sex He leaned in and kissed him, soft this time, slow, almost reverent. “Joey—fuck—yes—”Joey growled, lips dragging over Justin’s jaw. Glazed.“You want me to breed it again, don’t you?”Justin nodded fast, mouth slack.“You want me to pump it full like the nasty girl you are.”Justin moaned, high and broken. Joey flipped him fast, legs in the air.“Look at this hole,” he muttered, spreading Justin’s ass wide. Joey got up, didn’t say another word. Fuck.” Justin pushed Joey back against the bed, took control, climbed up, and sat back down, slamming that tight hole back onto Joey’s cock, over and over. In control. Joey laughed quietly. “No, for real. They finally ended back in the bedroom.Justin was lying across the bed on his stomach, thong still twisted around his hips, ass bare and flushed. Just breathing. Or maybe he did. Joey’s hands slid down, grabbed Justin’s ass, kneading the cheeks, spreading them wide. “You getting all soft on me, bro?”Joey stared at him.“I’m being serious.”Justin shifted,
