Coitus interruptus

Vasile came into the flat about an hour ago while Kuba and I were having sex, the sort of sex we’ve been having where rough-housing — and I do mean rough — produces erections in both of us and then we take it from there.

I’ve had a hard time lately getting him to slow down and investigate other pleasures. He wants to put that condom on right away and start pounding me.

So, Kuba . . .

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