Brennus' Witch

Brennus undid the buttons of his white shirt and took it off. Darien was held spellbound as his bronzed, muscular chest came into view. Next, he leaned down and undid the laces of the black shoes he wore. He kicked them aside. When he reached for the button on the top of his pants, Darien’s entire body convulsed with throbbing desire…a desire that seemed to be without limits. As Brennus peeled the pants down over his hips, taking the underwear with them, Darien fell on his knees, much like a slave would who was awaiting the pleasure of his master.

Brennus pulled him up to his feet. He took him into his arms and smothered his mouth with his. Darien’s lips were irresistible. He sank his teeth into his tongue and let the warm, smooth liquid cascade down his throat as he ran his hands over his ass. Then with a deep groan, he turned him around in his arms and pushed him face down on the bed on his knees. Grasping his hips, he sliced into him, plunging his thick, massive organ into the depths of him. Reaching around for his cock, he rocked his hips back and forth inside of him, hearing Darien’s cries as he began to jerk him off with his hand. Arching his back, his head flung back, Brennus continued to pump into him harder and harder, deeper and deeper until his own body thundered with release.