It takes relatively little time at all to get him hard again. Every nerve ending feels atuned to this, centered in on the cruel drag and grind that has him seeing stars behind his eyes.
For a time, he simply takes it. Lets Taylor drag his nails and pin him down and wind them both up so tight it feels like he could snap, in a very literally way. But Felix isn't content to leave it that. It isn't long before orange-gold overwhelms gray-green entirely.
And then he's dragging himself, nails over the back of his scalp and teasing the nape of his neck, squeezing himself down purposefully around his cock like it's a competition to see who cracks first. Can't flip him around and pin him down, but he's noisy, and while Sam tosses and sweats and moans for more, Felix is a lot more vocal in his contributions.
"Fuck yes...just like that. Gotta be killing not to just...shove that nice, thick cock up inside us, though, isn't it? Just pound away until you both see God, like you know you want to."
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For a time, he simply takes it. Lets Taylor drag his nails and pin him down and wind them both up so tight it feels like he could snap, in a very literally way. But Felix isn't content to leave it that. It isn't long before orange-gold overwhelms gray-green entirely.
And then he's dragging himself, nails over the back of his scalp and teasing the nape of his neck, squeezing himself down purposefully around his cock like it's a competition to see who cracks first. Can't flip him around and pin him down, but he's noisy, and while Sam tosses and sweats and moans for more, Felix is a lot more vocal in his contributions.
"Fuck yes...just like that. Gotta be killing not to just...shove that nice, thick cock up inside us, though, isn't it? Just pound away until you both see God, like you know you want to."