His slaps sent me over the edge, and my whole body started to spasm and shake. The orgasm built from my prostate, and cum shot up the length of my shaft. “I’m your boy,” I moaned. “I’m yours!”
I finally crossed the line, and while Dominick roared, a sticky orgasm sprayed out of me. My muscles clenched around Dominick’s cock, pulling him in tight as a wet load filled my ass. We fell back against the bed together, and as I landed against the sheets, jets of semen shot across my chest.
Dominick collapsed, still buried deep inside of me. I was dizzy and disoriented, but all I could feel was pleasure.
All I could feel was him.
I rubbed my hands across his back, pawing at his muscles. I licked his neck and ran my tongue up his beard, tasting his sweat. And I wrapped my legs around him and curled my toes against his skin.
I was his.
And he was mine.
