Brandon barked out a laugh as he slicked the cool, squishy lube all over Wesley's dick. They both groaned in unison as Brandon's fingers teased as well as slicked.
"I'm going to ride you hard, little virgin. And put you away wet."
Wesley grabbed at Brandon's hips, trying to maneuver them together somehow. That got Brandon to chuckle and gently take hold of his wrists.
"Ever eager."
Wesley wasn't sure if the freak meant himself or what.
"Come onnn!" Wesley whined, desperate for the freak to keep his promise.
Brandon kissed Wesley's wrist and sat back, eyes closing as his face took on a look of ecstasy. Wesley howled happily as he was sheathed deeply, in one long, slow, tight motion.
"Oh shit, oh shit... " Wesley writhed under Brandon's rolling hips. "That's what I want freak, that's it."
Wesley heaved up trying to meet Brandon's movements but a large, long fingered hand pressed down on his belly.
"Slow, slow. I want to enjoy this," the freak hissed, using his weight to hold Wesley down.