Lance arches on the worn mattress, his breath fogging in the basement’s chill. Daddy Aaron looms over him, hands gripping his hips, their shared heat cutting through the damp air. “Mine,” Aaron growls, his thick cock breaching Lance’s hole in one ruthless thrust. Lance’s moan echoes off concrete walls, his fingers clawing the mattress as Aaron sets a brutal pace.
“Take it,” Aaron rasps, spanking Lance’s ass with each snap of his hips. Lance writhes, his own cock dripping, chanting, “Daddy—Daddy—” until Aaron’s rhythm fractures. They cum together—Lance’s release streaking his stomach, Aaron’s pumping deep—their sweat and spend soaking into the mattress.
Aaron collapses beside him, tracing the bite marks on Lance’s shoulder. “Still hungry?” Lance grins, already reaching for him. “Starving.”
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