'Yes, god yes,' he groaned, his voice breaking a little. He reached back with one meaty hand, grabbing a cheek and pulling it aside, exposing himself more. His hole clenched and unclenched, pink and untouched-looking. 

'Rough, Liam. Do it hard, make it hurt good. I've wanted this for months—ever since I first saw you moving in, all sweaty and young. Fuck, just shove it in me already. Please.' His begging hit me like a punch, raw and needy, and it made my balls ache.

I didn't need any more pushing. My hands fumbled with my zipper, yanking it down fast. My cock sprang out, free and eager—longer than his for...