[ Jesse is hurtling towards a point of no return whether Ronan is going to come or not. There's a white heat pressure building in the base of his spine, in the base of his dick, while he rocks and ruts and thrusts with increasing reckless abandon. The rake of Ronan's fingers down his chest surges a deep, growling, gasping shudder from Jesse, and then Ronan is struggling to whimper those desperate, dirty words. At Jesse's command, he's whimpering - this imposing, intimidating, powerful mystery of a boy. Stripped right down bare to a delicate, naive, naked innocence that Jesse is corrupting and spoiling.
Jesse's kisses grow aggressive, mindless, passionate, noises building and mounting in the back of his throat. The base of his cock starts tightening and spasming, and suddenly he's coming. He's helplessly loud and shameless, shaking whimpers trapped amongst growls of orgasmic pleasure joining in over the top of Ronan's defenselessly euphoric pleasure. Ropes of Jesse's semen spurt messily over Ronan's stomach and shirt. The smell of come almost instantly hits the air. The wet mess between their bodies grows slick and slippery and while Jesse ruts into the final few powerful clenches of his dick squeezing the last of his orgasm out of him.
Then he's slumping on top of Ronan in a breathless heap. Jesse's weakness immediately after sex is affection - a thing he always seeks foolishly, instinctively, which is what he does now. He presses his face pressing into Ronan's neck, nuzzling, blindly affectionate, hot breath billowing against Ronan's skin. ]
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Jesse's kisses grow aggressive, mindless, passionate, noises building and mounting in the back of his throat. The base of his cock starts tightening and spasming, and suddenly he's coming. He's helplessly loud and shameless, shaking whimpers trapped amongst growls of orgasmic pleasure joining in over the top of Ronan's defenselessly euphoric pleasure. Ropes of Jesse's semen spurt messily over Ronan's stomach and shirt. The smell of come almost instantly hits the air. The wet mess between their bodies grows slick and slippery and while Jesse ruts into the final few powerful clenches of his dick squeezing the last of his orgasm out of him.
Then he's slumping on top of Ronan in a breathless heap. Jesse's weakness immediately after sex is affection - a thing he always seeks foolishly, instinctively, which is what he does now. He presses his face pressing into Ronan's neck, nuzzling, blindly affectionate, hot breath billowing against Ronan's skin. ]