As Andrew sunk into the warm, wet, tight ass of Maxwell, it was like coming home. Andrew groaned, his muscles tight as he controlled his entrance.
The sound that left Maxwell's lips as Andrew slowly penetrated the other man made Andrew's toes curl. His thighs trembled as he withheld the desire to sink faster into the wet, gripping heat, forcing Maxwell wide open for him. Making Maxwell take all of him, every last inch with gusto.
Instead, he was slow, patient, his breath heavy as just the tip of his cock slid inside of Maxwell. Maxwell's hands grasped at Andrew's arms, squeezing tightly as Andrew loomed over him, his arms pressed against the bed, Maxwell's legs splayed open for Andrew's plundering.
