After purchasing Ethan Tate in the auction, I (Tucker Barrett) took young Ethan to my hotel room and sat on the bed as he dutifully crawled towards me, never once taking his eager eyes off mine.
He knelt at my feet awaiting instructions, unable to prevent himself from running his fingers expectantly over my thigh. I cupped his chin with my hand, tracing the outline of his sultry mouth with my thumb. I could tell he wanted me very badly.
I was suddenly overcome by a desire to kiss him. It felt like our lips had been drawn together by an invisible magnetic force.
I stood up and he undid the fly of my pants, before flirtatiously unbuttoning my shirt, gasping appreciably at the sight of my hairy chest before kissing up and down my body.
He very suddenly gobbled my big dick deep into his throat. He gives head like a true pro now. I could have slid in and out of him like that for hours.
He jumped onto the bed, presenting his smooth, little ass to me and I got my tongue right up there. But I soon knew I needed to fuck him…
I pushed my hard dick inside the boy and ground my raw dick in and out of him, varying the pace and depth of my thrusts until every inch of my body was tingling with lust.
We tried every conceivable position. Each felt more fulfilling than the last. We were utterly connected, physically and mentally, but with every thrust, I could feel myself getting closer to climax…
