By now, Arthur had lost all train of thought, the feel of the other man riding him combined with stroking his cock was so good he felt his eyes water.

He stared unseeing at the pillow, holding the blankets as Kusuriuri plowed him deep and thorough, the bigger man reduced to low whines and groans every time his prostate was bumped or the sensitive head of his cock was teased. Pre-cum dribbled from the slit, making the other's hand wet and more slick on each jerk.

His little comment made Arthur groan and agree. "Don't...don't stop..." he begged lightly