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All your corps buddies are gone and we have a little time alone. Your sweaty, hot body sticking to mine, we’re naked to our briefs; lying on top of me, you’re dry-humping me like a horny dog at a fire hydrant. Rhythmically, repeatedly, you’re nailing my crotch into your mattress with your hard-on, circling and grinding your weight up the back of my cock. Rounding the head a little before you pull back and thrust again. Your face is red like a beet.
I take one of your nipples into my mouth and suck and bite hard, and you throw your head back and moan in pain. Sweet, blissful, sexual pain.
– Oh, fuck. FUUCK, you groan.
Unlatching, I reach down to your briefs to hook my fingers down the side. You arch your back so I can pull them off your hips, and your big long cock springs free and enticing. I kiss down your chest and tease your head with my tongue.
– God-DAMN. Oh, fuck, dude. You’re gonna make me cum if you keep that up.
I look up at you, grinning.
– Well, that’s half the point, isn’t it, then?