“God, you drive me insane. Maybe I will never be the same ever, after dealing with you,” Brandon groaned out, surging forward and kissing him hard, his hand burying in Wilson’s hair. Christ, he wanted to kill this insufferable man, he hated him, he loathed him—he couldn’t stop kissing him, his brain turning fuzzy and jelly as soon as Wilson’s tongue pushed into his mouth.
He hooked his legs around Wilson’s hips, feeling like the worst kind of slut but unable to stop. He whined against Wilson’s mouth, and finally—finally—he felt the c**k push into him in one hard thrust.
“Ah,” Brandon cried out, his eyes going wide.
He was so full. So f*****g full. A bit painful but, more overwhelming.
The c**k in him felt so thick and big it brushed against his walls without even trying, pressing agai
