LOGAN Chapter 7 - Home From Work

Logan is absolutely one of my special boys, but he's a scamp! The other day, he texted me a selfie of himself sitting on my sofa, with the message, 'I'm spending the night at a friend's house! See you when you get home.' Just knowing he was there waiting had my dick hard and dripping in about thirty seconds. After a hard day at the office, it's nice to come home to a cute little twink to fuck. When I walked in the door, he practically jumped up off of the sofa into my arms and started kissing me. He sat back down on the sofa, pulled my belt open and had my hard, dripping cock pressing on the back of his throat in no time. A little guy like Logan can only get a dick that's as big as mine so far down his throat, but he gives it his best shot. I pushed him back on the sofa, and pushed his knees back against his chest, with his pants shoved down around his thighs. He was completely immobilized. I just drooled some spit on his crack, worked it into his hole with my finger, and started going in. He was tight, just like I knew he would be; almost so tight that it hurt. It was hot though, taking him raw like that. He was loving it, too. He couldn't even speak. His eyes literally rolled back in his head. I pumped my seed into him nice and deep, and just kept thrusting. He was spending the night, but I was wondering if I might be up for round two right then and there.