“Yes!” Snod cried out, writhing in Frankie’s powerful grip. The burn on his cock was exciting and
new, his balls growing tighter and tighter. He could feel his orgasm was only a breath away, but he
knew Frankie wasn’t done yet. Over and over, Frankie spanked his cock and squeezed his balls while
he fucked him, Snod’s brain about to overload from sensation.
“Feel good?” Frankie asked, giving Snod’s balls a hard twist.
Snod could only moan and shake his head, grinding his teeth together. He had already lost count of
how many times Frankie had spanked him, and he then realized that his arms were shaking from the
adrenaline flooding his nerves. “Mmm... Frankie...”
“You’ve been such a good boy for me, so very good,” Frankie said with a naughty smile, his hips
suddenly snapping forward with unexpected strength as he drove his cock deep inside of Snod.
“Mmm, now it’s time for your reward!”
Snod groaned, eyes wide at the force behind the thrust, lights of pleasure dancing in his vision. His
ass was sore and his cock was positively throbbing, screaming in bliss when Frankie pounded into
him again and again.
Frankie forced Snod all the way down flat on his stomach, fucking him hard, holding him at his side
and shoulder as he growled, “God, yes, you feel so fucking good...!”
Snod was sobbing, helplessly pinned beneath Frankie and completely blissed out. He could give this
to Frankie, he could be vulnerable, he could be happy. All of his old memories were gone from his
mind in those heated moments, giving himself over to his lover entirely.
He pressed his cheek against the mattress, his hands clenching into the sheets, his mouth opening but
not able to make a sound. Frankie was fucking him so hard, so fast, he was totally lost to it and he’d
forgotten how to even breathe.
The pressure was almost painful, the crack of their flesh smacking together echoing throughout the
room. He could hear his own heart thumping in his ears, drowning out every other sound, moaning
shamelessly as his loins throbbed. He was aching for release, his cock grinding into the bed,
clenching his teeth together until they hurt.
Breathe... breathe for me, Obe...
Snod sucked in oxygen, gasping and mewling, listening to Frankie’s tender voice. The pressure was
so intense that he was wailing, moaning as he realized he was about to come again. The friction of the
sheets rubbing against his tender cock and Frankie’s relentless pounding was perfect, every muscle
