That made him grin. He held onto the other boy's shoulder and began to pound inside of him ruthelessly. His nails dug into his skin, making him bleed as he scratched them down his back.
When his hand got low enough, he slapped Thoreau's arse hard, leaving behind his hand print. "Touch yourself. I want you to come for me like the faggot you are."
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