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Larry pushed up onto his hands and began to fuck Bo without restraint. The need to come was too great, and Bo wasclose, was reaching for his shaft.
Bo stroked himself with a rough grip, and the guttural noises he made drove Larry mad with desire. His balls were tight, his entire body was tight, coiled, ready to spring loose and float into an orgasm.
Larry gritted his teeth. He had to hold out for his partner, didn’t want to come before Bo.
“Yes, fuck,” Bo ground out as he jacked himself faster. Then hiseyes widened before closing, and Larry felt it start—the beginning of Bo’s orgasm.
Bo’s ass clamped down tight around Larry’s shaft. The muscles contracted and rippled, milking Larry’s climax right out of him. His hips stuttered as pleasure suffused him. Larry was aware of Bo’s shout, of the jets of hot spunk that splattered on Bo’s belly and chest, before his own release wiped out his vision.
Larry saw sparks and fireworks, the whole, glorious rapture he’d longed for when coming. It took him over, from the soles of his feet to the tip of his head. Every part of him was awash in bliss, in the perfection of his climax.
And when he came down from it, Larry was close to exhaustion. Even so, he pulled out, keeping a hold of the condom so as not to lose it, then removed the sheath and triedto think of where a trash can might be.
“Lemme have it,” Bo said.
Larry gave it to him. “Should clean up.”
“Later,” Bo mumbled. “Later.”
Larry could go with that. He had a feeling he and Bo would have lots of laters if they both wanted them.
