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him higher.

Oh, God. He was going to get it up.

Again.

Damon’s fingers played with his balls, rolling them. That ached, so perfectly, so deep. Damon’s next thrust caught him almost by surprise, sudden and hard and banging on his gland.

“Fuck!” The sharp word tore out of him.

“Yeah, honey. We are.”

Toby just nodded, panting, the world spinning.

“So tight. Gonna make me come inside you.”

And that was a bad thing?

One of Damon’s hands wrapped around his cock, pulling strongly. God, that made him want to scream.

Damon kept pulling and thrusting. “Gonna come on my cock, Toby? Gonna scream for me?”

“Damon. Damon, God. The toys aren’t ever going to be enough now…”

“Now you need me.”

“Yes. God. Please, I ache.”

“I’m right here. Come for me. Let me feel you around my cock.”

That was addictive, the way that Damon spoke to him.

Damon thrust up hard, hitting his gland, thumb rubbing over his head. Toby’s balls emptied, cum spraying everywhere.

“Yes!” Damon pushed up into him several more times, then froze, crying out again.

He slumped forward, swallowing hard, shaking with pleasure. Damon’s arms went around him, hands landing on his back and holding him close. He found himself cuddling