"Not gonna... not gonna stop." How could he? In his entire life, he'd never been as happy as he was now. With Sam.

He was gasping and cursing under his breath as he rode Sam, his brother's hand on his cock just tormenting him more, driving him harder. God, it was on the tip of his tongue to beg, but he held back. It was too soon to give in and he knew that the longer he waited, the better it would be.