George just grinned at the compliment, and then started laughing as Jazzed fucked into him. He wrapped his legs tightly around his lover, and held on. Now this was like flying, he thought distantly, focused only on the pleasure and rush he got from being fucked like this. Almost like an animal, with no mind for anything except completion.
His cock was hard again, leaking against his stomach as Jazz pounded into him over and over like the beat of a well loved song. He couldn't stop laughing, the joy of this moment coming over him like a tidal wave.
He threw his head back, offering his neck up for whatever Jazz wanted, and came again, almost spontaneously, as Jazz fucked into him, spreading him open, taking him.