"If you stop again, I might kill you," he panted. He was only partly joking. Adrian's mouth was too addictive not to feel that way. "You need to fuck me... like yesterday."
When Adrian pulled his hand, he realised what he wanted, and Stephen was perfectly all right with it. They could get to the fucking later. He brought both hands to Adrian's head and began to rock his hips, pushing his cock inside Adrian's mouth. It was slow at first, but soon he lost all form of control, and just took what he needed, movements getting more erratic as he got closer and closer. Soon enough, he was coming inside Adrian's mouth, the memory of a sixteen year old trying to pull back flashed in his mind. It wasn't something that crossed his mind now.