For a few seconds, he was distracted by the wonderful thought that he would get to savor Kyle’s deep throating skill for the rest of their lives together, and that spurred him on. He sucked even harder, eating Kyle’s ass out once in a while and savoring its taste, but his fiancé was apparently determined to push him over the edge. He gave up because he didn’t want to spill his load before he could bury his cock inside Kyle’s tight, warm ass. He grinned down at Kyle when he had positioned Kyle to lie down on his back once again.
“Are you ready for me to rock your world?”
Kyle burst out laughing, and Clement followed suit. “That was corny and terrible, and you fucking know it, Mr. Stud.”
Clement chuckled. “Am I?”
“Are you what?”
“A stud?”
Kyle beamed at Clement. “Oh, yeah. You’re my stud. Virile and hairy everywhere.”
“Except for my upper and lower back.”
“True.”
“Would you still love me if I was hairy there, too?”