Hard. Fucking his mouth. Using him. Hands on Stavros’ flexing ass, Daniel met him thrust for thrust. He dangled on the edge, Stavros’ control of his body and his pleasure a potent turn on. He throbbed everywhere, the need to explode sitting heavy and hot at the base of his spine. Still, he pushed it aside. Too enamored with the cock in his mouth and the brutal fingers in his hair.
