Chapter 98 98
Chapter 98 98
Andre yanks his hand away, moving until he’s got lube in one hand and Dylan’s palm in his other, tugging him over his lap and taking a handful of his ass once his dick slips between it. works a generous amount of lube over his length stroking it frantically.
Dylan gentle fingers cradling both sides of his jaw as he looks down at him, “gonna love you forever, Dre.” sealing their lips together as soon as the head of his cock slides in but Andre meant it when he said Dylan’s pace.
so Andre brings his hands to that tiny waist and groans into their kiss.
no matter how bad he wants to fuck up into him, he is patient savoring the taste of Dylan's tongue against his own as he gently backs down on his length.
“such a great dick”
"It’s yours” Andre grins into their kiss “ gonna love you beyond forever, baby, my next life too. ”
‘ oh–nghh’ Dylan hides his face in Andre’s neck. circling his hips as he bottoms out. tight heat sucking absolutely everything out of him. oh how Andre loves him. fiending like an addict at the feeling of Dylan around him.
“Does it feel good?” Dylan asks softly. brown eyes sparkling with heat as another moan falls from his lips. lifting off of Andre’s length only to glide back down harder.
“Dre—is it…is it good—am i?”
“You're so good.” Andre gets worried he’s going to break him with how tight his fingers grip at his waist.
“keep doing that, riding my dick like you’re made for it.”
“ngh—“ Dylan’s head falls back and Andre can’t help the way he pushes that small crop top up and off of his body. mouth latching onto his chest and sucking one of the raised buds into his mouth like he’s been dying to.
“ —oh fuck, Dre” he’s bouncing fervently, ass slapping off of Andre’s thighs and making him see stars behind his lids. giving attention to the other side of Dylan’s chest before slamming their mouths together.
Tasting Dylan’s moans on his tongue is enough to satiate Andre for weeks.
Doesn’t need anything but this.
What else is there? Anything better than fucking up into him and hearing him whimper desperately.
Babbling things nonstop; so good, been waiting, tried to in shower, not enough, just you, nothing feels good except you, don’t ever get hurt again, fuckin’stupid’fuckin’hockey–fucking amazing dick, fuck. Fuck. fuckme.
Andre smirks and does exactly that. Planting his feet and adding more pressure to each of Dylan’s movements.
Helping his pretty, pretty baby, fuck himself so nicely. large hands sliding down that gorgeous back, before grabbing Dylan’s ass and spreading him wider.
Hips lifting off the bed to meet each bounce with a deep groan.
Dylan’s voice whines into his ear, “been too long, can’t last—“
“you’re perfect, just keep fucking yourself on me, want to fill you up so bad. watch myself spill out of you.”
“Dre—“ gorgeous. gorgeous boy. Andre’s so fucking lucky.
“you’re so damn good for me”
“I'm—i, I am…” Dylan sounds so wonderfully desperate when he’s close, “ fuck, I'm there–.Andre–I’m..”
Andre kisses him deeply, burying himself up as deep as possible, fingers burning and entire body spasming, tugging him by the hair until their lips combine and he feels Dylan’s thighs trembling where they’re pressed against his own,
“me too, sweet love, get us there.” and Dylan does. moaning into Andre’s neck and spilling everywhere.
But Andre can’t even focus on that.
He's enjoying this site way too much. he can see himself spilling, running down Dylan’s thighs and fuck it really has been a long time because he doesn’t even feel himself soften. not entirely.
He’s still fucking throbbing when he flips them over and uses his fingers to spread his own cum inside of Dylan’s hole, curling and watching the way he cries at the overstimulation. His baby’s poor spent dick already twitching back to life.
Andre lines himself up, locking their fingers together above Dylan’s head and pressing their foreheads together, “ my pace this time, baby. you gonna be alright?”
The way Dylan kisses him is the only encouragement Andre needs, what a great fucking morning this has turned out to be.
(kinky asses)