I looked back and gave him a cocky sneer. Gay porn I hear him let out a quiet “fuck” again, a rare verbal release telling me he likes being forced and controlled. I glob another squirt of lube onto his waiting hole and slowly push my finger in. He’s getting off on it. I watch him and, as always, I am in awe of his smooth, athletic, musculature. I almost can’t hear it. I bite my bottom lip. I love it.I fuck him harder. He’s not wearing a shirt, so his bare, muscular, plate-like chest is revealed. He doesn’t get to control me. It’s stressful enough for him to sneak around incognito to some kid’s dorm to get fucked. I felt like a warrior who just plundered and raped. I feel powerful, cocky, aggressive, knowing that I am a little more than half his size and he is submitting to me.I hear a quiet, “fuck” hiss from his lips. His body is perfect, hardly any body fat, every muscle flexed like a relief map of a mountain range.
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