Page 77 of Caged Hunger

Cameron’s eyes heated as he smiled up at the man who was about to tear open his tight little ass.

“Yes, sir!” Cameron rushed before sitting up and throwing his leg over Basher’s thick body.

Staring at Cameron’s perfect pink hole, he lined up his cock and watched as his dick slowly disappeared into Cameron’s perfect body.

Mesmerized, Basher watched as Cameron’s hole stretched wide around his cock, swallowing it whole as Cam continued his journey all the way down to his balls.

“Jesus Christ.” Basher moaned, enjoying the warm heat that wrapped itself around his incredibly hard dick.

Cameron let out a moan as he adjusted himself and gripped the top of Basher’s thighs for support. “God, do you have to have such a fucking big dick?”

Basher chuckled.

“Just think how good it’s going to feel pressing up against your prostate.”

Cameron looked over his shoulder and glared at him.

“Spoken like a true alpha male who’s never had to take one up the ass.”

“Nope, this butt is a no-cock zone.”

Cameron began to move his hips, rocking on Basher’s cock as he let himself get adjusted.

“You have no idea what you’re missing.” Cameron closed his eyes, letting the pleasure roll over his body.

He began to pick up the pace, riding Basher’s cock like he was born to do.

“Oh fuck.” Basher gasped, loving the tightness of Cameron’s ass as it slid up and down his shaft in smooth, rhythmic motions.

The boy let out a gasp the moment Basher’s cock pressed up against his prostate.

“More…” Cameron groaned, his ass jiggling as it bounced against his pelvis.

Visually, it was all too much for Basher. He needed to be in control.

With a low growl, Basher hooked an arm around Cameron’s waist and flipped them over in one powerful movement. He pressed down onto Cam, shoving his dick in further as he watched Cameron gasp in pleasure.

“Holy fuck!” Cameron breathed just as Basher yanked him up onto all fours, snapping his hips forward and beginning his assault on the bartender’s ass.

Listening to the sinful sounds spill from Cameron’s mouth had Basher’s cock rock hard.

He snapped his hips forward—faster, deeper.

Sweat dripped from his body and landed on Cameron’s back.

The bed squeaked, and the headboard banged against the wall. Thankfully, he lived in a house where he didn’t need to worry about his neighbors hearing him fuck the shit out of the sexy young bartender who worked at the local biker bar—oh, and made amateur porn in his spare time.

To hear Cameron get defiled, and loving every hard thrusting, pounding he received, was like listening to porn on audio. Nothing sounded hotter.

“Oh, right there.” Cameron groaned, pushing his ass up against Basher as he began quickly jerking his cock beneath him. “Yes. Fuck. Oh… my…”

Cameron’s body was shaking. He was on the verge of blowing his load, and Basher was loving every second of it.

“Come for me, babe. I want to feel that asshole tighten around my cock as you bust a nut and scream out my name.”

“Oh fuck! Yes! Basher! Fuck—” Cameron’s last words were cut off as his body began to spasm, and Basher could feel his hole clench with every shot from his balls.

It only took two more thrusts before Basher was flooding his condom as well.