I wanted to eat your hot ass. I can't get enough of you. I love you fuckin' me. I want your load. Come on, breed me you fucker. Breed my ass. It's all yours," I said, totally embracing the moment.

Soon, I heard the all-to-familiar sounds of panting. I could feel his sweaty body against mine. Now, he was in a steady rhythm, and my ass was taking a beating. I was still pleading with him to fuck me harder. "That's your ass, Trent. Fuck it good. Come on, Trent, train my ass to take that monster cock of yours. I want it. I want your load in my ass. I want to feel you fill me with your hot cum. Please, Trent. I want it so bad."

He panted, “You want it? You want it? Oh, you're gonna get it, you don't need to worry about that. I'm going to slam my load into your hot ass. You're gonna fuckin' take every last drop of my cum. I'm gonna empty my big nuts in your ass. That's what you want, isn't it? You fuckin' worship me, and you want me to breed your fuckin' ass, don't you."

All this talk was getting me incredibly hot, even though I was still clinching the sheets and wasn't touching my cock. "Oh fuck yeah, I want it. You fuckin' give me that load!" I yelled as I started bucking against him. At this point this was a sort of animal love. He was clutching my thighs and thrusting his cock into me like a machine. I was almost delirious in ecstasy, as he used my ass to serve his cock. The words, mine and his, had just started run together. Me begging for it and him promising I was going to get it and telling me how much I wanted it.

Then, suddenly, I felt my own nuts start to contract, which must have caused my ass to tighten on his cock, because he let out a scream and slammed into me, and as I felt myself begin to shoot over and over, I felt his cock dumping its payload into me. For a moment, it was as though we had settled into some sort of rhythm, where I would shoot, and he would counter with another shot of his cum in my ass. It was absolutely intense, and I didn't want it to end.

I reached a plane of ecstasy I had never before encountered. Sex was animalistic and we were in some sort of sexual synchronicity. As he finished filling my ass, I felt him spasm a few more times, and then collapse on the bed, pulling me off balance and onto the bed beside him. He wrapped his arms around me and put his cock back between my ass cheeks, gently humping, but not penetrating me. We were both panting and were covered in sweat. It was almost as if each sexual experience we had was more intense than the last.

After a few minutes, he broke the silence, "Okay, now we SERIOUSLY need a shower. There's no way around it, now." We laughed, and headed to the bathroom. We both showered mostly with our eyes closed, feeling the sensuality of the soap and warm water running over our bodies. He, of course, allowed me to bathe him, and I enjoyed the opportunity to caress every inch of his body. After we showered, we headed back to the bedroom. He threw himself on the bed, long limbs everywhere--what a sight he was. It