Late Night Lust - Part 7 (Patreon)

Miguel's jaw was starting to stiffen. He had hardly spent 2 minutes lapping around his buddy's log, but the sheer size of it was enough to tire any mouth. But as the blonde took a moment to recompose, he felt Angel's finger's pressing ever harder against his tight hole, as if wanting to make way.

"You want in there, dude?" Asked Miguel.

"Don't make me say it, dumbass." He smirked. Miguel smirks back, trying to keep his cool, but the thought that he was about to get stuffed by the cock he'd been craving for years was enough to get him lightheaded. No time for that though. 

Miguel gets one last taste of his bud before shifting to sit on his lap, making Angel shiver with pleasure as the blonde's cheeks graze his tip. They shift around the bed, trying to get comfortable. Somehow the dick feels even hotter when sitting on it. The boys share looks.

"Your heart's pounding, bro. I'll go slow, promise." Angel assured.

"You don't gotta do that, dude. I've got some... training back there."

"Oh damn, my bad, Mr. Backshots." They both laugh. Then, for a moment, their eyes deeply locked, their laughter turned to a knowing grin. Their lips moving as if to say something. Miguel breaks the silence.

"Alright, alright.. You gonna put it in or what?"

"... Well, you asked for it."