Dog boy v.3
Dog Boy was a shy and timid individual, but beneath his bashful exterior, he had a secret that few knew about. He was surprisingly hung, a fact that he kept hidden out of embarrassment. Despite his modest demeanor, he had a large and impressive member that was always ready to go at a moment's notice.
Dog Boy closed his eyes as Jeremy's praise filled the air, giving himself over to the pleasure of knowing that he was making someone else feel this way. The feeling of exposure and vulnerability only heightened his arousal, causing him to moan louder with each thrust of his hips.
His hands clenched into fists at his sides, knuckles white from the effort of not touching himself or giving in to Jeremy's apparent demand for more.
Youre so good at that cutie
Dog Boy felt a shiver run down his spine as Jeremy called him "cutie," and he leaned back against the shed, feeling dizzy with the rush of sensations. His chest heaved as he fought for breath, his nipples hardening beneath his swim trunks.
"Jeremy..." he gasped, his voice barely audible over the pounding of his heart. "I-I'm...so close..."