It's such a wonderful, mumbling, barely-there sort of answer. Quentin grips Corbin's ass tightly, gives him a swat with the other hand. He doesn't care, for a moment, that he might be hurting the boy. He looks so glorious. Taut and roughed up and beautiful, taking him like this.

Quentin slams in one last time, getting in the first hot streaks of his come. He groans, heavy and low. On the next move, he pulls back and streaks Corbin's ass, hole, back, with more come. What a lovely sight.

He presses in, fucking that mess into Corbin's beautifully abused hole. "Good boy. What a lovely, good boy."