And Burr does come, clenches down, harder, feels those spasms, those waves of pleasure, more intense and acute than he is used to, so that he cannot help the sounds that spill from him, loud and obscene, muffled by the gag.

And Hamilton doesn't stop, fucking into Burr's ass, and that is almost sweeter. Feeling those thrusts, not slowing for all Burr's body grips his cock--sore and tender, and he cannot move, cannot so much as wiggle, rocked by Hamilton's thrusts, his face scraping painfully against the sheet, so good--

His cock twitches again, between his legs, but he cannot get hard again so soon, for as much as he wants to. He is oversensitive, and it hurts, and he whines against the gag, little sobs, but Hamilton does not stop and it is wonderful.