"I hate you," he growled, then gasped as the man thrust harder from behind. His toes spread and flexed as the man hit the right spot.

"You're a terrible liar," the man whispered in his ear, grasping his cock. He gasped again as he was pumped

The thrusts of their hips became synchronized, meeting one another mid-thrust. The man came first, and he followed shortly after. They collapsed into one another, sweat and limbs and semen.

***

"I have to get back to the wife. She'll wonder where I've been."

"Yes." A voice filled with displeasure.

"I'll tell her you said hello."

"No. That's quite alright."

"Same time next month, Ernest?"

"As usual, Francis."

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OH YES, I WENT THERE!!! Their positions probably should have been reversed, maybe *shrugs*