Things are not what they seem {Bacon}

He stayed pressing against him and holding the counter as he cought his breath, his length softening.

Vincent quivered when the others seed finally entered him. He panted and shifted up once Dalton pulled out. He grinned sheepishly and knew they would have to regain themselves until they wanted to go again. He leaned back and finally opened his soda. Gulping it down lightly.

He panted and let out a deep groan into the teen's ear as he came inside him, pumping his seed into him then slowly pulling out.

He could feel the others thrusts become sloppier. And knew he was growing close to his release. He quivered and moaned as he managed to reach his own climax. His body convulsed as he released onto the side of the counter. Panting and quivering from the pleasure.

He let out a sort of growl as he thrust in and out of the younger man, gripping tightly onto him as his thrusts got sloppier, precum lubricating Vincent's ass more.

The teen shuddered as he felt his hips being pulled back from each thrust of the males hips. He moaned as lips attacked his neck. He moved to press his hips back against the others own.

He held onto Vincent and groaned out, pulling him back whenever he thrust into him, huffing lightly and he roughly sucked on the teen's neck.

The male shuddered as he felt the male shifting and positioning behind him. His eyes shut in pleasure, while a moan exited his lips. He bit onto his bottom lip as the male thrusted into him roughly. He knew he as going to have bruising at his hips, but he didn't care.

He removed his fingers from the teen and positioned himself behind him, grabbing his hip in his free hand then slamming himself into Vincent, groaning out and thrusting hard into him, pulling his hand away from the younger man's length to grasp his other hip.

"O... Of course I want daddy's cock. I always want daddy's cock," he whined softly. Shuffling back needily, moaning as he felt teeth graze into his shoudler and neck. Finding himself growing close to his release. Panting as he whined for more.

"Do you want daddy's cock, or more fingers" He bit at his neck and shoulders, continuing to pump his fingers in and out of the teen while bumping his length, pinching his tip off and on.

Vincent blushed lightly as he quivered against the male. "I... I love the way you feel in me, daddy," he breathed out. Shuddering as he felt the male enter another finger inside of him. He moved back and whined needily. Shutting his eyes tightly.

"Tell me how much you like this Vincent, tell daddy how much you love his thick cock and fingers" He growled playfully in his ear and he nipped his earlobe, pumping him faster and moving his fingers in and out of him harder, adding a third finger into his ass.

Vincent felt the fingers lightly move in and out of his mouth. He shut his eyes and continued letting off light, soft noises in pleasure as the warm hand pumped at his length. His body tensed as soon as he felt the slicked fingers push into him. He moaned in pleasure and blushed sheepishly.

He chuckled and was lightly thrusting his fingers in and out of the teen's mouth as he sucked, he continued pumping his length until he tore his fingers from Vincent's mouth and pushed both into his ass, scissoring and lubricating his ass to stretch him and make things easier.

Vincent lifted his head up in surprise as he felt two fingers press against his mouth. He opened his mouth and took them in. Costing them in saliva, since he was sure the other didn't want him to hurt. He quivered when a tongue trailed over his neck, and a hand moved over his cock and squeezed. He bucked his hips lightly and moaned.

He smiled and with his free hand he pressed two fingers against Vincent's mouth, "Suck on these for a bit" He cooed, leaning over him and licking at his neck while pumping his length, squeezing the base every time he got to it.

Vincent noticed that all his clothes were being discarded. But he basically didn't care about that at the moment. He was too enveloped in pleasure, and his mind was screaming for more. He shifted back against the others crotch. Noticing the counter was tall, but he didn't mind. It was tall enough for him to bend over. He let his head rest down on his arms as he moaned lightly as a hand graphed his cock.

Dalton let out a deep chuckle and he slowly moved them to the counter, it was a little too high to sit Vincent on so they could face one another, so he just stayed the way they were, pinning Vincent to the counter while staying behind him and beginning to remove his clothes, grasping his length once he discarded all the teen's clothing.

He noticed he hadn't opened his drink yet. Oh well, he was too excited to get this started. He noticed he was pressed close. Shuddering as he felt a hand move to brush against his clothed crotch. He felt the other grind against him, and moaned out in pleasure. Knowing he could be loud, since they were alone in the house.

"Perfect choice" He chuckled and set his drink down, moving toward the teen and pressing his body close to him, holding him close and massaging his chest, his hands sliding lower and moving to Vincent's crotch, massaging around the bulge then slipping his hands into his pants, sucking on his neck while grinding against his ass.

Vincent looked around the place. Trying to decide where to start. They could start on the couch, or against the wall. There were a lot of interesting places to start. "How about against the counter?" He suggested.

"Explore, pick where you'd like to start" He chuckled and pulled out a couple cans of pop for now, tossing one to Vincent, cracking his open then leaning against the island in the middle of his kitchen.

He just chuckled as the male spoke to him back. He just moved to brush against him playfully. He watched as Dalton moved to remove his pants and boxers. Along with the shirt he was wearing. His face flushed as he saw him with basically no clothes on. He stepped in and closed the door behind him. "Really? I'm excited to see where," he cooed.

"You're gonna be pounded into quite a few places before I let you leave" He teased and got out of the car, just removing his pants and boxers and tossing them to the pile of laundry he needed to do, he did the same with his shirt then walked into the house, leaving the door open for Vincent to come in. Dalton walked to the kitchen and searched his fridge for anything he had to drink.