Norman continued to thrust into Jake, his pace slowly getting faster and faster with his thrusts. He wanted the boy to be crying out his name, pounding into Jake’s prostate, his pants being moved a little, so that he could fuck the boy a little better. He grabbed onto Jake’s thighs and hicked the boy’s legs up over his shoulders and leaned forward, bending Jake in half, or at least as far as the boy could go. He nipped at Jake’s neck, moaning softly.