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Damien moaned softly from Jamie's words. They were enough to send shivers through him, hearing those dirty words coming from the normally quiet, stoic teen. He knew this was torture to Jamie. His hips were moving slow and every inch of Jamie was getting a nice massage, Jamie's hands were bound to keep them in place, and he had a perfect view of Damien taking in his cock over and over again. He knew Jamie wanted to pull him, to buck into him, but right now Damien wanted a little control and he knew Jamie would easily hand the baton to him if it meant that he still got to feel Damien's ass swallow his cock like it was so used to doing by now.
Right now, he didn't want to think of anything but the pleasure. That scared feeling of thinking what Jamie would do if he even mentioned being closer than just for sex and for the feeling of being bound together like this all washed away every time his hips moved and every time Jamie reached deep inside of him. He heard what Jamie said about wanting to stick his tongue down his throat, knowing it was to entice him for a kiss. He bent his body down to press his lips firmly to Jamie's and buried his tongue inside his sweet doggy's mouth as his hips moved faster and harder against Jamie's, swallowing his cock faster and moving his hips down harder. With his body at an angle, Jamie was brushing up against his prostate and his legs began to shiver from the shocks going through him and sweet moans began escaping him into the kiss.
Once the kiss was broken, he panted heatedly and closed his eyes as he kept his face inches from Jamie's as his hips continued to move faster and harder.
"Y-You like me riding you? Huh? Tell me how my ass feels, you mutt. Tell me how much you love your cock in my ass, you fucking dog." he said softly as he opened his eyes to stare down at Jamie with a lustful gaze, knowing Jamie loved, loved, loved the dirty talk.
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