[Concord would have never imagined the two of them calling out one another's names in such fits of passion. What a strange and wonderful change of heart he's felt. Ali, too, he supposes... seeing him less as some obstacle and more as a fellow. Or... whatever they are to one another in this moment. It's too frantic for Concord to overthink, feeling Ali pound into him, stroke his cock, call his name, look at him like that-
His legs do finally tire and he loses some balance briefly, tipping slightly back to catch himself with a locked upright arm, palm down against the sheets. It arcs he back all the more as he remains tall, but seated flat down on Ali's now pumping cock, coming inside him again. Concord's chin lifts upward, adams apple bobbing, and he cannot hold back his own orgasm in turn. His own cock twitches heavily in Ali's grip before come rushes out, shooting hot ropes onto waiting fingers. Fingers which continue to milk him of more and more ecstasy, his hips writhing and jolting in place, held by his own weight down onto Ali's dick deep inside him.]
Aah... Ali... [there's a smile to his voice, squirming at the touch] Stop, stop... you wrung me dry... [those hands are dangerous, he's never going to look at them to same again. How much pleasure they're capable of pulling out of him, to the point he's whining out for mercy... all while delighted by it, in a haze of afterglow and sensitivity.]
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His legs do finally tire and he loses some balance briefly, tipping slightly back to catch himself with a locked upright arm, palm down against the sheets. It arcs he back all the more as he remains tall, but seated flat down on Ali's now pumping cock, coming inside him again. Concord's chin lifts upward, adams apple bobbing, and he cannot hold back his own orgasm in turn. His own cock twitches heavily in Ali's grip before come rushes out, shooting hot ropes onto waiting fingers. Fingers which continue to milk him of more and more ecstasy, his hips writhing and jolting in place, held by his own weight down onto Ali's dick deep inside him.]
Aah... Ali... [there's a smile to his voice, squirming at the touch] Stop, stop... you wrung me dry... [those hands are dangerous, he's never going to look at them to same again. How much pleasure they're capable of pulling out of him, to the point he's whining out for mercy... all while delighted by it, in a haze of afterglow and sensitivity.]