It felt magnificent is what it felt like, Bobby decided as he relished in the slow burn of Peter rooting himself inside him again and again.
"I can feel every inch of you pushing inside me," he moaned against Peter's mouth, feeling the man's breath against his lips. "Pushing me open, making my ass give it all up to you in the most perfect fuckin' way. God, every time you stroke inside me I can feel my body giving it up to you, more and more. It feels like my ass is never gonna be the same."
One hand still firmly squeezing Peter's ass and encouraging each thrust of his hips, Bobby reached between their bodies and touched himself. He was surprised that he was still fully erect and that he'd leaked steadily into the valleys of his abs. He scooped up some of it with two fingers and brought them up to Peter's lips. Bobby rubbed his precome over his lover's lips like a balm and then reached up to kiss him again and share the taste.