I settled onto the edge of the lounge chair beside Alex and leaned in for a deep kiss. My tall, muscular frame loomed over the smaller twink, and I could see he was already getting hard beneath his tight little speedo. Both of us worked up, we stripped down fast as Alex dropped into position, eager to start sucking my thick cock. On his knees between my thighs, he braced himself against my quads and opened his throat wide, determined to take every inch. Watching that cute face stare up at me, completely focused on going deeper, was an incredible turn-on. I could even catch the reflection of my hard cock in the boy's glasses as he worked me over.
After thoroughly using his mouth, I flipped Alex onto his back, his petite body seeming to shrink even smaller beneath mine as I spread his legs and buried my face between his cheeks. The little gay bottom squirmed and moaned under the relentless attention of my wet tongue rimming his tight hole. Once he was open and ready, I gripped my hard cock and lined up against his entrance, our groans syncing as I pushed inside. Alex gripped the back of the lounge chair, legs thrown up over his head in a full mating press, his tight hole gradually stretching around my invading shaft.
Of course, one position is never enough when you're fucking a pocket-sized twink like this. Alex is the kind of bottom who always wants more, and I was more than willing to give it to him in every position imaginable.