John has no idea what 'virgin fresh' is but he certainly can't fault Kavinsky for his lack of enthusiasm. He's not sure he wants to go full snuff film on his first night in hell but the more whatever it is he's been ingesting all night courses through his veins, the less he cares about leaving anything other than a memorable first impression.

Another clumsy shove and John's shuffling in close, lubed hand grabbing Kavinsky's bare ass and spreading that buttcheek open so he can push his dick in. He grabs a fistful of dark hair and yanks Kavinsky's head back a bit, keen to watch the reaction on his face as he gets his ass filled by John ramming hard against his lower body.

"Sure about that mate? You're pretty tight," he growls.