“Think about us fucking you in the back of this truck like a couple of dirty old men?”“Yes, sir,” I whispered. Gay sex Just let it sit there, warm and heavy, fingers brushing higher every few minutes. By now, I knew what they liked—obedience first, begging second.Travis turned, eyes dark. “Beg for more,” he said, stroking his cock slowly in front of me.“Please,” I whispered. That’s cute.”I couldn’t breathe. By now, I knew what they liked—obedience first, begging second.Travis turned, eyes dark. I sat between them, body buzzing. His stubble scraped my face raw, and his tongue shoved past my lips like it owned me. Use me.”Dean kissed me as Travis slid back in. Just a blur of spit, sweat, and the deep, brutal rhythm of two older men using me like their personal toy.Travis’s thrusts were punishing. His fingers scissored, stretched, pressed deep, and I whimpered around Dean’s cock.“Fuckin’ music to my ears,” Travis muttered, lining up behind me.The first thrust knocked the air out of me.I moaned into Dean’s cock, throat tightening as Travis filled me, inch by inch.
