Date: 2010-12-15 12:18 am (UTC)
They must have looked like animals, Bones thought, before another hard thrust slammed that idea out of his head.

He felt his knees buckling under him, and he fell forward until he lay prone on the ground, Jim still pistoning into him. Bones felt himself humping into the ground, his cock brushing against the blanket that pooled under them. He could see Jim's hand next to him and he reached for it, lacing their fingers together tightly, hoping Jim could feel how much all of this was for him.
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