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Brandon swallowed around Atticus’s cock in his throat, then pulled away when the other said he was close. He didn’t want Atticus to cum just yet, and he gave the man a playful little smirk, like the cat that ate the canary. He was going to play with him a little while longer, if permitted. “My love,” he said softly. “I want to make you cum, but not just yet.”
He began to crawl up along Atticus’s form until his hips were positioned of the other’s then reached down to position the professor’s cock at the entrance of Brandon’s tight little ass. He wriggled down, then began to lower himself until Atticus’s slick cock was all the way inside of him. Brandon let out a whimpered moan, then reached for the man’s hands, placing them on his hips. He started rolling his hips slowly while he adjusted to his size inside of him, then began to move faster, gazing at Atticus through half-lidded eyes and biting his lower lip softly.
Atticus let out a soft groan when Brandon pulled away and gave him that little smirk. The man reached out for his lover as he squeezed the boys’ side when feeling him expand around his girth. He let out a long throaty groan when those small hips started rolling, hands moving to squeeze the boys ass. Helping Brandon pushed against him as Atticus leaned forward ot catch those lips in a kiss. Parting his lips with his tongue as he deepened the kiss. “You feel great, darling.” He let out a sigh into the kiss.












