The first few thrusts are far from perfect as they aren’t quite in time with each other, but then Tyler puts his hands on Quinn’s, over his hips, and shows Quinn the pace he wants to set, and Quinn thrusts each time Tyler rolls his hips.
After that it’s as close to perfect as Quinn thinks anything can be. They move together, both panting, chests heaving. When Quinn can get a spare breath, he pulls Tyler down for a long kiss, thrusting his tongue inside of Tyler at the same time as his c**k penetrates Tyler’s body.
Quinn tries to keep things slow, not wanting to hurt Tyler, but it’s like Tyler can read his mind, and he starts to move faster, arching his back with every thrust. He moves so fast that Quinn is probably going to have bruises on his hips, and he loves the thought of that. He’s
