Firestone Hot Springs i pro[m]ise to be different

cupid was not surprised about the man’s feverish speed. he licked his sweet spot for a moment, which earned a soft moan. and then he was on top of him, he was inside him. the way he yanked and pulled the boy combined with his weight tired him. the world around him faded and the only thing he could hear was his lover’s grunts and his own sluggish words of ecstasy.

cupid gathered his senses eventually. by the time he did it was over. the coupling was rough and it left his whole body aching. nothing he wasn’t used to by now. but the fact that the brute was still draped along his body made it worse. “get...off..,” cupid ordered breathlessly, “you’ve... had ya fun.”