[thorne]
Randy’s face scrunched up. I bit my lower lip. Damn. Would it make me a masochist if I loved seeing him in pain? I mean, not by means to beat him. Just pain during penetration.
Randy dug his nails into my back as I shoved my d**k deeper into him. He spread his legs wider, allowing me to penetrate him even better. “s**t, Thorne,” a single teardrop fell from his eye.
I leaned closer to his innocent face and kissed his eyes. Randy sniffled. I flashed a gentle smile at him and whispered, “I’ll be gentle—”
Randy shook his head. “N-No,” he swallowed stuck saliva in his throat. “P-Please. T-Take me rough,” he said in a hoarse voice. I can see determination in his eyes. I looked below us. His d**k was once hard and is now soft.
I nibbled my lower lip. “Are you sure?” Randy nodded hi
