Simon's cock was hard and leaking against his belly. He writhed against Jayne's strong grip as the bigger man thrust slowly in, pushing his legs up into an impossible angle.
He groaned with pain and pleasure. He felt split open, and he only wanted more. His wrists felt almost bruised, and he only reveled in sensation.
Then Jayne twisted *just so* and somehow nailed his prostate. Simon wailed in ecstasy as he spattered his seed over his chest, eyes rolling up into his head. A few more savage thrusts had Jayne coming deep inside.