Eddy's breath wheezed out of him, ragged and whistling with the damage of 30 years of inhaling stone and clay dust. His heart thundered in his chest, so hard he was sure it might burst, might explode with a bloody pop if they didnt stop soon. But Eddy continued on, his body too caught in the punishing rhythm to slow down. It was a different sort of meditative, a delicious angony like climbing a mountain, a desperate urge to keep going because you've already come so far might as well make it to the top.<br/><br/>Luke was close. Eddy could feel it, the evidence shaking away in Luke's limbs, his loose hole quivering and squeezing, trying to hold onto Eddy's cock as if Luke might trap him there. The boy was sobbing, crying out beautiful, desperate sounds that propelled Eddy onward, the sweetest sort of encouragement. Just a little more, he's almost there,<i>he's almost there. <br/>
</i><br/>When he finally did come, it was almost a surprise. Luke came entirely untouched, spurting against Eddy's belly with an impressive racket, hollering away in joy and relief. Eddy could count on a single hand how many men he knew that could come from prostate stimulation alone, and that made Luke a rare bird indeed.<br/><br/>He was just too perfect.<br/><br/>Eddy's own orgasm was an afterthought, hitting him just seconds after Luke's, brought on by the frenzied clenching of Luke's fluttering hole. The sound Eddy made was less a groan and more a cough as he spilled into the condom so forcefully that he was left empty and shaking, his insides carved out. His thrusting hips stuttered to a stop like a stalling machine, hitching and creaking before finally laying still. He felt like steam should have erupted from him like a locomotive after all that tireless pistoning.<br/><br/>The two laid there for a time, trembling with the enormity of what had transpired, both gasping for breath and composure. All of Eddy's limbs were shaking with the effort to hold himself up and he finally had to unwind himself and pull away before he collapsed on top of Luke. He wouldnt be able to move again if that happened.<br/><br/>He fell to the side gracelessly, his skin glistening with sweat and come on his stomach, smeared across the black unicorn. His own cock lay wetly against his hip, condom halfway pulled off from the grasping tightness of Luke's body. Eddy would deal with it later. Right now he couldnt feel his toes.<br/><br/>"Holy fuck..." Eddy groaned, his voice wrecked, rumbling out of him like broken gravel, "I haven't fucked like that since my thirties."<br/><br/>It was nice to know he still got it, but his body would be regretting it in the morning. Already there was an ache in his back, cramps threatening to take hold in his calves, and his hands... fuck his hands. They were curled like claws, entirely frozen like rigur mortis, completely unmovable and throbbing with pain. But Eddy ignored them, let them sprawl around his body carelessly as he tried to catch his wheezing breath.