I could see the effort it was taking him to be slow and gentle. I’ve now gone through every one of the new toys he bought and figured out which of them we like and which of them will be staying in the closet. XXX “W-wha…”
“Shhhh.” Oren hushed him, “Don’t worry, I’ll be as gentle as I can.”
I could see Oren’s excitement in the jerkiness of his movements. “Yes.” Wes moaned. Besides, it was way more of a turn on to hear him screaming my name. Of the group of Oren’s friend’s, over the years I’d been introduced to almost all of them but one had always stood out to me. I wanted to see for myself. But it only seemed to make Oren pound him faster and harder. Like a good little sub, he hadn’t moved. I had to think of something-anything-else to avoid blowing it right then.
