He spun me around, pressed me face-first against the wall. I heard him shoving his shorts down, heard the click of a bottle cap."You're still slick from this morning," he murmured, his fingers probing my entrance. "Still stretched from my cock. Think you can take me again?""Yes, god, yes."He positioned himself and pushed inside in one hard thrust, burying himself completely.We both groaned at the sensation. He felt even bigger like this, the angle different, deeper."So fucking tight," he breathed against my neck. "Always so tight for me."He set a brutal pace, pounding into me, his hand reaching around to stroke my cock. The pleasure was overwhelming, made sharper by the location, by the knowledge that we were doing this right here in the entryway where our parents had been standing five minutes ago."Going to fill you up," he growled. "Going to mark you as mine. You're mine, Tyler. Say it.""Yours, sir. I'm yours.""Good boy."His pace increased, and I could feel my orgasm build
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