Grant’s eyes widened as I plunged my thick cock into his tight ass, the sound of our lustful grunts echoing off the walls. His pink pucker stretched around my dick like a hot glove, and I could feel his inner muscles clenching with every thrust. My body weight came down hard on him, my giant erection gliding almost all the way into his toyed-with hole.
His small hands grasped at my hips, pulling me deeper as he begged for more. “Fuck me harder!” he gasped, his face a picture of pure gay porn bliss. I obliged, pumping my cock in and out of him with reckless abandon, the sound of our raw sex filling the air.
Grant’s lips wrapped around the base of my dick, giving me a sloppy blowjob that sent shivers down my spine. His mouth was like a vacuum, sucking every drop of pre-cum from my shaft as he worked his oral magic on me. I could feel his tongue dancing along the underside of my cock, sending sparks of pleasure straight to my balls.
I pulled out of him just long enough to flip him over onto all fours, and then plunged back into his warm, waiting hole. He let out a series of high-pitched moans as I fucked him with renewed vigor, our bodies slapping together in a frenzied rhythm that seemed to go on forever.
As I approached my climax, Grant reached between us and began to stroke my dick, squeezing it tight just as I erupted into a burst of hot, sticky cum. My cock throbbed and pulsed in his hand, coating the inside of his ass with a thick layer of jizz as our bodies shook with the force of our release.
Gasping for air, I collapsed onto Grant’s back, my dick still buried deep within him. “I’m so glad you’re my gay lover,” he panted, his voice muffled by the mattress. I could feel his heart pounding against mine, a reminder that in this moment, we were one flesh, connected in a way that nothing else could ever match.
