Embarrassingly, Joshua actually squeaked when he felt Andrew's tongue there. It was all he could do not to grind down against it. His fingertips dug into the ground, getting dirt under his nails, but he liked that feeling. It felt like running when he was a wolf and it surprised him that he was able to remember that feeling.
He kept stroking himself, whining and groaning, and basically making a ruckus because this felt too good to keep quiet about. Once again, Andrew had managed to get Joshua to beg to be fucked. "Andrew, please--please just fuck me. I can't stand it. Please."
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