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God, he loved it. Being called a mutt, a dog, a dirty dog. Never before did Jamie ever think he would enjoy being called names like he was someone's misbehaving or worthless pet. Yet, it was fuelling him, making him go more insane with lust for his sexy friend, or trainer. Jamie wasn't quite sure what Damien was to him at this moment. This entire day had happened so quickly. But the one thing that he knew for sure was that his body belonged to Damien. He wanted to be at his beck and call. He wanted to please that slender, seductive vixen he had pinned up against the wall. Sure, it could be the torrential amount of hormones flowing through his body that made him think like this, but he wasn't ashamed of them at all.
Jamie let out a small growl when he felt Damien pull his hair. If Damien wanted him to cum, then he was going to cum for him. There was just a slight problem: Jamie didn't feel anywhere near his climax at this point. It seemed like this amazing sexual stamina was both a gift and a curse. So, Jamie did what he thought was best to speed his orgasm along. He pulled himself away from Damien, gripped the smaller teen's hips, and pulled on them roughly. It forced Damien's body to bend over even more. Jamie placed a hand on Damien's back, forcing him to stay in this position as Jamie began to pound him as hard as he could with his giant cock, smashing his prostate over and over again.
Sure enough, Jamie felt his orgasm approaching. The new position, combined with Damien's orders was more than enough to send him over the edge. Jamie let out a loud grunt as he shoved his big dick deep into Damien's ass, letting his massive manhood erupt inside of him, filling his friend with his hot, thick, heavy cum. "D-Damien..." Jamie whispered as he began thrusting into his friend again slowly, just to make sure he got every drop of his cum out of his balls and into the smaller male's ass.
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