[SilentFeather]

Jinny, now "Jinny" the feminine twink moaned, gently at first which became louder till it reached a crackling crescendo of a voice which was weakened by the constant screaming and shouting while they were previously fucking, he was always eager to open his heart to one man, always willing to spread his two legs for only one man and that man was Brandon. No other man could ever take his place. Never ever. He was more than urgent to be fucked by him to no possible end. Sometimes they would go all night and till the morning time, only focused in each other and the bond they shared in adoring, two souled coitus.

"Yes, Daddy Brandon, as you wish," Answering in half grunts between soul-snatching thrusts from Brandon's hips, he did as he was told, raising his eyes and gazing up into Brandon's own ones. He reached up, resting his hands, both of which were quivering beyond his control upon the older male's shoulders, squeezing them whenever he was overcome by a searing painful sting of being abused upon the inside of and used to both in which pleasure would overpower both, the pleasurer and the pleasured.