to be with danger

need this to stop!

Tossed to the bed, type was on all fours with his head hung to then shake a bit has he was too fight against what his body wanted.
Mr. Tyme looked over type to then take his hands to his jacket to start to undo the buttons to then throw it to the side to then do the same action to his shirt to then toss it to the same place, to then step towards the edge of the bed to place his hands to types ankles to flip him over to then try to go types shirt to take it over, for type to place his hands to Mr. Tymes to smack them away to breathe heavily to then try and bring up his leg to try and kick until Mr. Tyme moved and quick to make type place his legs to either side of his body to then start to grind has he then wrapped his hands to types wrists to then place to either side of his head to then raise an eye brow.
Type lifted his head up to groan.
"Damnit..... Stop!"
Mr. Tyme lightly chuckled to then go to his ear to nibble, type turned his head a bit to grasp a moan to then make a hard face.
"Fuck! I said.....nn... Stop!"
Mr. Tyme laughed to then move his head up to then look over type to shake his head.
"Stop he says. Do you not know your the one who is grinding with me?"
Types eyes popped a bit to then turn his head to then peer his eyes down to see what he's body was doing.
He then signed to then look above himself to shake his head in disappointment.
Mr. Tyme smiled to then go down to his chest to then suck at his nipple through his shirt.
Types body bucked his mind started to wander.
Type shook his head a bit more quickly.
No! Need to fight against what my fucking body wants! I am not mother fucking gay!
Type started to thrash.
"I said stop!"
Mr. Tyme then peered his eyes up to then take his mouth off to shake his head has he felt type still grind with him.
He then went back to his ear.
"Just close your eyes, stop fighting against this...... Let me give you so much pleasure type."
Type took in very deep breathes to whimper to start to relax, his mind started to go.
Mr. Tyme then moved his head above types to look him over to smirk, to then take his hands from his wrists to then take his hands slowly down to then go to types shirt once more to then take it over his head to then go to his boxers to take them off to go to his knees to start to kiss types inner thighs to take his hands to his pants to start to undo to then look up to see type was really enjoying this.
Type had placed his hands to the bedding to grip and hard to have his head lift back to moan and coo, to then bend his legs up to then start to thrust his groan up.
Mr. Tyme then moved back to then tilt his head to the side to eye his hole to see he was saturated.
Mr. Tyme smiled to then take off his lower clothes to then go up to then be to his knees to have a hand to his knee to then take his cocks tip to his outter hole to then move about to continue to eye type.
"What are you wanting now?"
Type took in a deep breathe.
"Just give me your cock!"
Mr. Tyme lightly laughed to then look down.
"Call out my name and I may just....."
Type then moved up to then wrap his arms about to take him down to then take a hand to tharns erection to then start to place himself in.
"Knock it off! I want your cock! Give me your cum!"
Type then placed his mouth to Mr. Tymes neck to start to kiss has he went down on his cock to then start to grind upon it.
Mr. Tyme lifted his head up to moan.
"Damn! You are so very tight and.....nnn.... Wet!"
Mr. Tyme couldn't help but to thrust and barrel himself in.
Type tightened his grasp about his neck to start to grind harder wanting more.
"Just....mm.... Give me your cum! God I want it!"
Mr. Tyme smiled to then move his groin back to take himself out, to then unwrap type about himself to then eye over him.
"Call out my name if you......"
Type thrashed and struggled wanting his cock. He then lifted his head up.
"Fuck fine! Tharn! Tharn! Tharn! Now give me your.....aaah!"
Types whole body quivered has tharn penetrated himself back in with a hard force.
Type moved his body with tharns has he was close to climax.
Tharn looked over type to smile to then tense to cum into his tight hole.
After cumming, the two parted for type to be too his stomach to be eyeing the wall to have self hatred.
Tharn was to his back with his arms behind his head to look forward to then eye about types place.
Type then closed his eyes to take in a deep breathe.
"Can you please get the fuck out of my place now!?"
Tharn turned his head to eye over type to scoff.
"Now I'm starting to feel used. I gave you exactly what you wanted and now you're wanting me to leave?"
Tharn then turned to then start to kiss at types back.
Types eyes popped open to then turn to push tharn away to then get up to wrap his blanket to his mid section to then place a hand to his forehead to then look to the ground.
"I want you to get the fuck out! Your the one who just showed up here!"
Tharn rolled his eyes.
"I gave you instruction and yet here we are. This is your fault."
Type looked to tharn with a face.
"Fuck you!"
Tharn lightly laughed to then get up to then go to type to then place his hand to his neck to live himself closer.
Type tensed has he looked to him.
"I've told you, I like your resistance, however at this present moment, it is irritating me."
Tharn then stepped closer to then move his free hand about to then place his hand into the blanket he wrapped about his waist to then take two fingers to probe his hole.
Type placed his hands to his arm to give him a hard look.
"Stop!"
Tharn rolled his eyes to lightly chuckle to then go to his ear.
"Your body is telling me something very different then your mouth, now if you want my cum again, get this cute little ass back on that bed."
Type shakily breathed in, to feel tharn let him go, to then go about tharn to then get on the bed to hate himself.
Tharn turned his head to eye this to smile.
I know you want this has much has I do. I can see it.
Tharn then turned to go and fuck type for the second time.