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Doc laughs breathlessly. "Found it."

"Oh my God. Do that again."

He does. His hips snap up, and I see actual stars.

"What did you call it?" Doc's grinning now, pushing up again. "Your giggle switch? The magic dot?"

"The Joy Button," I manage.

"Right." Another thrust. "The Joy Button."

I start to move. Rising up, sinking down, chasing that angle that makes everything light up.

"I think—" I'm panting now, barely coherent. "I think I'm going to call it… the holy fuck yes right there oh God fuck me harder Doc button."

It comes out as one long sentence, and Doc laughs even as he obeys, his hips snapping up to meet mine.

We find a rhythm. Me riding him hard, my athlete's stamina finally good for something off the field, while Doc thrusts up to meet every movement. The sound of skin on skin fills the room. The headboard knocks against the wall. I'm making noises I've never made before, and I don't even care.

"So good," Doc gasps. "Gavin, you feel so fucking good?—"

"Don't stop. Don't stop, don't stop, don't?—"

His hand lifts from my hip, where he's been holding on for dear life. I hear the click of the lube cap, then cool slickness, and then his hand wraps around my cock.Fuckin Perfect.

I actually howl.

"That's it," Doc pants, jacking me in time with our fucking. "Come on, babe. Come for me."

It only takes a few more seconds.

My orgasm hits me like a truck, pleasure whiting out my vision as cum shoots up Doc's chest. I'm shaking, clenching around him, and I lean down to kiss him desperately.

"Come inside me," I beg against his lips. "Please, Doc, come inside me?—"

He does, with a groan so loud the whole frat house probably hears it. His hips stutter up into me again, and again before he goes completely boneless beneath me.

I sit up slowly, still impaled on him, a giant smile spreading across my face.

We're both panting. Both wrecked. Doc has cum all over his chest and the most blissed-out expression I've ever seen.

"Holy shit," he breathes.

"Yeah."

I rise up carefully, and?—

Ow.

Okay, that's a thing. A sore thing.

I wince as I roll off him, collapsing onto the mattress beside him. Everything aches in ways I didn't know things could ache.

Totally worth it.

"As soon as my ass doesn't hurt," I announce to the ceiling, still trying to catch my breath, "we're doing that again."

Doc bursts out laughing.