Face Down (for randy)

Brett groaned and moved his hands lower.

Randy smirked and wrapped Bretts legs around his waist, pinning his hands above his head with one hand.

Brett groaned and wrapped his legs tighter around Randy's waist, trying to bring Randy closer.

Randy nipped at Bretts neck, positioning himself so he was lined up with Brett's hole.

"Randy please." Brett moaned softly his voice full of need.

Randy slowly pushed in, not wanting to hurt Brett. When he was in to the hilt, he stilled and let Brett get used to him.

Brett groaned as he adjusted to Randy before he moved his hips.

Randy slowly started to move, groaning at how tight Brett was.

Brett moaned before leaning forward to kiss Randy.

Randy kissed Brett back, moving faster, angling his thrusts differently, trying to find Bretts hotspot.

Brett moaned loudly as Randy found his spot.

Randy smiled and kept hitting that spot, putting his hands on Brett hips to hold him up.

Brett moaned again as he started to get close.

Randy groaned, his thrusts getting sloppy and fast as he got closer and closer to his climax, warmth spreading through his groin.

Brett groaned loudly before kissing Randy again.

Randy kissed Brett back, his hand going to Bretts cock and stroking it in time with his thrusts.

Brett moaned as he came hard in Randy's hand.

Randy thrust a few more times before Veetts contracting walls milked the orgasm out of him, taking every last drop of cum. He let go of Brett, letting him stand in his own and slumped against him, laying his head on his shoulder.

Brett panted softly as he leaned against the shower wall.

Randy smiled and kissed Bretts shoulder.
"We should probably wash up, huh?" he asked with a small smile.

Brett smiled and answered "Yeah proably."

Randy pulled away, lathering up a loofah with soap and washing Bretts body.

Brett smiled as he started to wash Randy as well.

Randy smiled as he finished washing Brett. Brett had an amazing body.

Brett smiled as he kissed Randy softly and finished washing him.