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He lays down on the pillow, putting his legs apart. I smirk. He really knows what comes next. He doesn't have to be told and he doesn't make a tantrum.

I pop the lid of the lube and watch his eyes go unsure. Why is he so scared? Is he always like this?

I know this room is not in the brightest light but I still see his faces enough.

"You have to relax, you know. Soren." I say his name.

He looks at me while laying down. His shoulders relax a bit. "Sorry, I am enjoying it. Should I enjoy it more? I mean ...no, I'm enjoying it a lot." He nods few times.

I smile. "I want to you to REALLY enjoy it and I hope I'll make you feel better now.

I pour some of the lube on his hole. He pushes his legs apart even more.

"I can do it." he says. I want to refuse out of habit , but the thought of him doing it. I can't say no.

"Okay."

He pushes a two fingers in his hole while looking at me. I look at him astonished to how well he does it.

He stretches himself and I guess pushes on his prostate. He doesn't forget to let out a lot of moaning and whimpering.

How does he keep an eye contact if he's so shy. He finally looks away and I take the opportunity to push my fingers inside him too.

He yelps a bit but covers his mouth, hoping I didn't hear.

Now both his fingers and mine work onto his prostate. I see his face movement change and I know he likes it. He enjoys it.

Soren looks at me again, grabbing my wrist.

"I'll ..."

I smirk. "Then do it." I press into him. He whines out and cums right onto me.

"Sorry." He wipes it off, blinking.

"Whatever." I kiss him and push him back onto the pillow.

I grab onto one of the condoms and rip it. Then put it on.

"You don't need to have it but it's ...safer." He says.

"I'm all for safety." I kiss his neck and push into him. He grabs onto my shoulders, breathing heavily. I lift his thighs into the air and he puts them on my shoulders.

Oh. He's really flexible. And he did it on his own.

I adore this position as I thrust into him. Our thighs touching and clapping onto each other.

He arches his back here and there and breaths out.

"Should I change the position on another round or do I do it in between?" I ask him.

"U-up to y-you." He breaths out holding onto the sheets.

I take of his legs putting them just on my waist, so they get some blood circulation.

I kiss him deeply as he cums onto my stomach. He doesn't last much or maybe ... I'm loosing track of time.

Probably. I'm drunk with sex. He moans into my ear, making me fuck him harder.

Maybe I should be nicer to him. It's three rounds after all and he looks done already.

I cum into the condom and pull out of him. I do a knot on it and throw it on the floor.

I put another condom on myself, different color and grab his hips. I flip him around so he's on all four.

"All good?"

"Yes. Do what you need." He says in a sweet voice. I swear, even if I shot him with a gun, he would still say he's okay.

I push into him, thrusting deeper and deeper. His prostate is already used by me as he moans with every touch.

My palms are painfully holding his hips as I push into him.

I wish he would see himself right now. I lift his body, so his back is pressed onto mine and thrust into him more.

His body doesn't fight against mine, as we move in sync. He looks really tired.

He cums on the sheet first again as I worriedly do right after.