WAIT guys im not done horny postingβ¦ one more thingβ¦ Shane and Ilya have bare sex, ok and Shane is all have you ever you know done that with anyone before? And Ilya is like hm no not really and Shane is like what do you mean not really. And Ilya is like well with girls sometimes when I was drunk and being stupid, but Iβd always pull out- Iβve only ever cum inside you Shane. And Shane is like. Oh. Because it kinda didnβt matter if Ilya had- but he kinda loves that only heβs given Ilya that. And then heβs just like βI canβt really picture you being able to pull outβ and Ilya is like all eye brows and βwhat? What kind of chirp is this Hollander? I am not so stupid to maybe get someone pregnantβ and Shane is just all shrug- βwell whenever we- everytime weβve fucked, even with a condom you donβt want to come anywhere but inside me. And you push in so deep when you cum sometimes it knocks my breath out. So. I just canβt see itβ he shrugs and Ilya is all.
βWhat the fuck shaneβ and heβs maybe a little hard, and Shane is like βI mean itβs really hot. I like it. I just think youβd suck at pulling outβ and heβs got a little smirk and Ilya is like woooow. Turns into bickering which turns into play fighting which turns into dry humping- which turns into Shane on his back with his legs slung over Ilyaβs hips, Ilya pushing into him bare and slick with lube.
Once heβs all the way inside, mouth panting against Shaneβs, Shane stroking his hand through his hair heβs like βmake sure you pull out okay?β And Ilya pulls back to catch Shaneβs eye and that little gleam he gets in it and oh game on. Ilya is like βof course baby, donβt wanna get you pregnant, metros stand no chance without next season if youβre knocked upβ and Shaneβs mouth drops open and his cock throbs between them and he lets out a tiny choked sound and oh. Ilya will be investigating that more later.
But it Shane so itβs game on and he swallows and he says βmm only if you canβt control yourself big boyβ and Ilya hates how much that turns him on- and then theyβre fucking and Shane is squirmy and loud under him, hands all over Ilyaβs chest and neck and face and down his back and gripping at his ass and Ilya loooves that he can fuck him like this now, on his back and glued close and not hiding anything between them anymore. Ilyas getting close and his brain is swimming because he wonβt prove Shane right- he wonβt but fuck it feels so fucking good and Shane is so tight and wet and perfect around him and his cock looks so pretty throbbing and jolting with Ilyaβs thrusts and he loves the way Shane shakes around him after heβs cum and Ilya keeps fucking him through it till he fills him and he wants that and he- he canβt heβs going to be good.
And then shane is kissing him, pulling at his hair, scratching at his scalp and saying βm closeβ Ilya all low and soft and fuck Ilya loves him and only Ilya gets him like this and they both need this so badly- itβs the whole universe, how good this feels. And Ilya needs Shane to feel good, heβs nodding, kissing Shane back the best he can as he fucks him, harder, deeper, presses his legs apart further the leverage down and in the way Shane loves and Shane is whining, throwing his head back and mumbling βIlya Ilyaβ and Ilya might die, like this, he thinks one day because itβs too good. Itβs already heaven.
βLet go sweetheartβ Ilya is mumbling and shane is nodding and heβs slurring out βdonβt cum, donβt cum inside remember, you canβ get me preg-β and Ilya is fucking him harder then, Shaneβs words stuttering off and he cums, back bowed and all over his stomach and chest and heβs so fucking tight round Ilya and Ilya is so fucking close. So close. He needs to cum- but he needs to cum inside Shane.
Heβs never once had an issue with pulling out, happy to cover tits or face or ass in his cum instead, but Shane is all dazed and shivery and post orgasm gorgeous on his cock and his hands are grabbing soft and open at Ilyaβs back and neck, holding him close and Shane loves being full, Ilya knows this, Ilya loves filling him, he stays inside Shane after sex for as long as he can most times and itβs not right itβs not what he wants, to pull out of the warm secure home of Shaneβs body, where he belongs, where Shane takes him like itβs devotion. Ilya is shivering, his shoulder wracking as he fucks Shane and his pace is slowed and he tries to force his hips to stay on the out stroke. To pull back- but he canβt, he canβt stop driving in, helpless little fucks of his good because this feels to good, being Shaneβs, connected to him, fucking him open, fitting him on him he canβt make himself stop.
Ilya frowns and looks up at Shane and Shane is head back, mouth parted, soft smile as he takes Ilyaβs thrusts, his hand on Ilyaβs cheek now, thumb rubbing and Shane mumbles after a big content sigh βfuck baby I love your cockβ and then Ilya is whining, low and driving into Shane, all the way, sinking his cock so deep it must hurt a bit for Shane, till he has no more space to go and he cums so hard his thigh and lower stomach cramp with it, Shaking as he ruts and pushes up up up into Shane, filling him.
When they both have words again, Shane giggles, fuck drunk and swats at Ilyaβs ass and Ilya is shaking his head and pinching at Shaneβs sides and calling him a cheat! A fucking cheat! He didnβt play faiiir and Shane is laughing, open and happy and locks his legs behind Ilyaβs back when he does threaten to pull out and kisses his head and tell him itβs okay he wonβt tell alone his pull out game is weak and Ilya pins his hands to the bed to tickle him until Shane is kicking at him and flushed all the way down his chest and Ilya gives in. He slumps onto Shane, biting back his smile. Fuck Shane is so fun and lovely and hot and everything he could have ever wanted. He puts his hand over Shaneβs stomach, spreading his cum out with his fingers, making a mess that Shane will start to bitch about in the next ten or so seconds but Ilya beats him to it, pulls back to look at Shane and ask βwhat will we call the baby?β And then Shane is pushing Ilya out of him, avoiding eye contact and flushing and stumbling on dazed legs to the shower. Ilya catches his smile in the bathroom mirror as Ilya chases after him.



















