Selfcest: Twink Jensen x DILF Jensen

“I know what you’re thinking.” Younger Jensen got closer to his older self, pinned in a tree in the woods.

“Do you? Then tell me, boy. What am I thinking?” Older Jensen had a sly smile on his face.

“You’re thinking about how wonderful it would feel to have my mouth on you,” he whispered, reaching out, his fingers hovering just above Jensen's dick. “About how tight my ass would be when you finally fuck me like you’ve been dying to... Because you know damn well you would be the first. Jensen got closer to his older self. It would be surreal to impale myself on... well, myself. I’d take every inch of that big thick cock.”

“Careful, boy.” Older Jensen warned, though his voice was rough now, the polished veneer of control cracking. “You keep talking like that, and I’ll break free and have you on your hands and knees before you can blink.”

“Well, what are you waiting for then, big boy...