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.He swiped it up and down the crack of Hunter’s ass, feeling the sweaty heat tingle and twitch against the sensitive tip as Hunter’s sphincter flexed and groped at him.‘Mm,” Hunter groaned.“Don’t tease me, just fuck me.Fuck me hard.”Dillon ran his hand across Hunter’s back again and grinned.“What’s up with you lately?” He could feel Hunter’s ass trying to clamp around the tip of his cock.Hunter woke horny, and now he was so hot he just wanted to feel a hard, hot piece of man-meat in his ass.Dillon spread his cheeks wide and dribbled some lube over his sphincter.He ground his cockhead into Hunter’s hole but didn’t enter.“Please,” Hunter begged.He reached his hands back to grab at Dillon’s hips but Dillon swatted them away.Dillon lined his cock up and rammed it in until he felt his nuts bump hot against Hunter’s ass.Hunter went up on his toes, a breath exploding from between his teeth, his knuckles going white as he reached across and gripped the opposite side of the counter.Hunter’s breath leveled out and he stood flat-footed again as his body got use to being filled.Dillon lifted him and watched as his body shivered under his ample breadth.He grabbed Hunter’s ass in his hands and slammed his cock in again, raising Hunter from the floor.He separated Hunter’s cheeks with his thumbs and began lifting his hips up and down against the motion of his thrusts.He pulled Hunter’s ass down to the very base of his cock and slowly pulled him up until the ridge of his cockhead was just about to free itself.Hunter was lost, his torso spread pressed flat against the counter, his fingers gripping its opposite side, his own cock pushed down against the hard wood of the cabinets below.Dillon could see the moisture building up under his palms as he rammed into him over and over again.“Yes,” Hunter cried.Dillon squeezed his thighs tighter and hoisted Hunter to his toes again, clasping his ass before bringing him down and slamming his cock deep into his guts.“Like that?” he demanded.“Yes, more,” Hunter gasped.He grabbed Hunter by the hair, and jerked him upright as he continued his assault, slamming his cock in he reached around and twisted Hunter’s nipple.“Get down on the floor,” Dillon growled in his ear.“No.” It was a petulant little denial, one that was weak and waiting to be overpowered.Dillon snatched him further away from the counter, turned him, and bent him over so he had nothing to lean on.He tapped the back of Hunter’s knee with his toe, bent it, and threw Hunter off-balance so he could push him to the floor.Hunter winced as his knees hit the cold tile and then moaned as his palms slapped flat.Dillon stood above him, his cock hard and red and standing out straight.He could see that Hunter loved the dominance in his actions.He had his ass pert and ready for more abuse, jutting into the air and waiting for him to fill it again.He knelt, gripped Hunter’s muscled thighs, and began slamming into him; thrusting in so hard and deep that Hunter was pushed across the floor and forced down to his elbows.He continued slamming into him.“Turn over,” Dillon demanded as he pulled his cock free.“No,” Hunter whimpered, his head hung down.“No.”Dillon shoved him over on his side and grabbed his ankles, jerking them in the air as he rolled Hunter on his back against the cold floor.He pinned Hunter’s legs against his shoulders, aimed at the hole he had just left, and fell over him, shoving his cock in and burying it to the hilt as he dove down to met Hunter’s lips.Hunter screamed against the quick, hard, rush of flesh.He opened his legs wider and shot his tongue into Dillon’s mouth when their lips touched.Dillon sneered and pulled his lips away as Hunter’s mouth yawned open.He watched Hunter roll his head back against the floor, the muscles of his neck protruding as the ache of wanton desire raced through him.“You want this cum?” Dillon demanded, his sweat falling in hot wet drops against Hunter’s torso.“Is that what you want?”He could feel Hunter’s ass clenching around his cock, goading him to cum.He didn’t need a verbal reply.Hunter’s whole body was begging for it; the ripe scent of his musk, the clasping of his guts, the fact that his toes were all stretched and spread as if grasping at the air.He steepled his hands across the top of Hunter’s head and locked him in place as he battered Hunter’s ass.His hips became a fast, blurred motion as his heavy cock slammed into Hunter.He continued to fuck him at that speed until Hunter was whimpering and trembling beneath him.He felt a thick, hot wetness between them and knew Hunter had cum.But he kept battering against him, his lust a hard, hot, angry rush that needed release.He could feel the surge building inside as Hunter moaned and thrashed.He pulled out and quickly rose to his knees as Hunter whimpered at the unexpected emptiness.“No,” Hunter gasped.He grabbed Hunter by the neck and lifted him, stroking his cock as he brought Hunter’s face up to meet its most secret pleasure.His cum sprayed across Hunter lips, through his hair, and across the floor; hard powerful jets that Hunter lapped at it, his tongue flickering through the air until his hand came up and grabbed at Dillon’s cock.He took it into his mouth and sucked on it with a hungry rumbling in his throat.He wanted it, wanted all that hot juice in his mouth.Dillon arched back, another spurt racing out of him as he looked down at Hunter’s ravenous mouth.He took Hunter’s head in both hands and thrust deep into his throat as the final spurt wracked through his body.“Oh fuck,” he yelled.He came so hard he was shaking, twitching; the adrenaline coursing through his body had hardened every muscle as it pushed out the hot stink of sex.He pulled out and fell to the floor beside Hunter in a breathless, sweaty mess.Hunter sat up and wiped his face with his forearm.“That was fucking hot.” He grinned.Dillon laughed and leaned over and kissed him.“What you do to me…” he shook his head unable to explain it.But after three days Hunter’s body did have that much of an effect on him.“Are you ready for breakfast now?” he asked as he pushed a stray hair from Hunter’s face.“I think so.Let me get cleaned up first.”Dillon watched him get up with a small wince as he ambled off to the bathroom.He wasn’t surprised Hunter was sore; his own dick was still throbbing.He heard the shower start and got to his feet.He started a new pot of coffee, wiped himself down with a wet towel, and started to whistle.He suddenly had a better outlook on the coming day.*****Hunter came back into the kitchen, dressed this time, and gave Dillon another kiss before he went back to sit in front of the new cup of coffee Dillon had poured.“Do you know what will be the best thing about you taking over the kitchen?” Hunter asked as Dillon turned the burner back on and pulled the sauté pan forward.“The sex?” Dillon asked with a smirk.Hunter laughed.“That shit’s good no matter what room we’re in.No, I won’t have to organize it anymore.You have no idea how much I loathe labeling food when I don’t even like cooking.”“So…you’ll be dependent on me?” Dillon pointed out with his question.Hunter bristled
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