He positioned me on our fours, lubed me up and put a condom on. He worked me for a few moments with his finger, before lining himself up to push it in. He leaned over to kiss my neck again. I knew he was doing this to say something to me again. 'I said relax,' he said.
'I can't,' I whispered back.
'Then this is really going to fucking hurt,' he whispered. 'You're so tight. Do you want me to do this?'
I gave him a slight nod, and he pushed himself in. I grabbed hold on the couch tightly with both hands.
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General FictionMilo is living his best life. He works at a bar in Manchester's gay village. He spends his evenings at work chatting to hot guys and having drinks bought for him. He's his boss's favourite, so can get away with anything and is given all the best shi...
