Closing his eyes did nothing - it was already pitch black - but it let him drift and enjoy the sensations.
He was just doing this to help Brooks. No one had to know how much he was enjoying this. He didn’t even have to admit it to himself.
If he didn’t touch himself, he wouldn’t come.
But fuck, every thrust of Brooks’s cock was like a bolt straight to his brain. He’d never had his whole body light up like this when fucking a girl. Brooks didn’t know how right he was when he said this was the perfect way to warm up from the inside out.
Corey wanted to drift and enjoy the novel sensations.
There was one huge problem. And Corey didn’t mean the big dick in his ass.
Brooks wouldn’t stop talking.
“Does it still feel small now?”
“Wha-?” Corey said, ripped from his happy daze.
“My cock.” Brooks thrust hard for emphasis. “You can feel it now, can’t you?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m not going to stop until you admit the truth.”
“What truth?” That Corey was enjoying this?
“That my cock is bigger than yours.”
“You’re still on about that?” Corey groaned.
“You’re damn right I am. You can’t deny that you can feelthis!”
Brooks punctuated his words with multiple hard thrusts.
Hard enough to make Corey lose control and moan like a girl.
Brooks must have changed the angle or something. What used to be warmth and friction became sharp and overwhelming.Brooks was hitting something deep inside him that made him see stars.
“Oh yeah,” Brooks groaned. “That’s the spot, huh?”
“Ah!” Corey cried with every thrust. “Ah! Fuck!”
“Who has the bigger cock? Admit it. It’s me.”
“No, fucking- ah!”
“What’s that? You want me to fuck you harder?”
Brooks’s fingernail dragged against Corey’s nipple.
“Oh shit!” Corey cried, arching into it and presenting his ass for an even deeper thrust.
“You like that? I knew it.”
“Brooks, I- oh God.”
How was Brooks hitting all of Corey’s buttons at once without even realizing it? Everything he did threatened to push Corey over the edge.
Brooks wasn’t even trying and yet this was already the best fuck of Corey’s life.
