There can be time later to reflect on the slight absurdity of the corn maze itself, and about how he doubts either of them will be able to look at an ear of it quite the same way.
Right now, Dan's held and safe and feeling so good. He couldn't say the last moment he had even thought of their surroundings as a maze, as a place that had haunted him so deeply. There can be time later, too, to tease Marcus about sexorcisms.
The second finger joins the first and Dan whines appreciatively, just barely keeping himself for grabbing for his own cock, throbbing and leaking onto the ground. Sex and soil and the drying cornstalks around them make for a potent fog in the air, and like everything Marcus does with him, it's so strangely right.
"I'm good," he gasps, begging a little. "Please, give me your cock."
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Right now, Dan's held and safe and feeling so good. He couldn't say the last moment he had even thought of their surroundings as a maze, as a place that had haunted him so deeply. There can be time later, too, to tease Marcus about sexorcisms.
The second finger joins the first and Dan whines appreciatively, just barely keeping himself for grabbing for his own cock, throbbing and leaking onto the ground. Sex and soil and the drying cornstalks around them make for a potent fog in the air, and like everything Marcus does with him, it's so strangely right.
"I'm good," he gasps, begging a little. "Please, give me your cock."