M--Much Ado About A Lot

Strelein von Rosnete · 05-14-2011, 08:27 PM

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I wanna graduate already :c bit of pp, lemme know if it's a no no

It was hot.. it was warm, it was everything at once and the redhead could not pinpoint anything to describe it in his head. He stroked the other man's length against his own roughly, desire welling up in his lower belly, rising slightly. The other man's length spasmed now and then beneath his grip and suddenly Noss pulled away from his hand's work. He did something he had never done before, something Strel had no experience with. The taller man suddenly engulfed his own length, making the redhead moan loudly, moving his head back with the sudden pleasureful sensation. And that was when he noticed that he could pull Noss' manhood into his own mouth to return the favor. Perhaps this was the point of the position?

Strel filled his mouth with Noss' cock, using his tongue as best as he could from the position, feeling the entirety of it against his tongue. Something shifted with the other man, making his length spasm even as the redhead sucked on it, trying to please the new member of the Miracles. Whatever that was caused him to well with pleasure and try to pull away, though the redhead gripped his thighs to keep him from slipping past his lips even as he came. Strel winced at it, though he did not find it terribly unpleasant, more surprising than anything else. The redhead's own pleasure was building but when Noss grumbled and moaned with his length still in his mouth only made the tailor mimic his lover, but that was only in regards to spasming. He managed to still his desire to release and kept it to let the pressure and desire for pleasure remain.

Pulling Noss's length out of his mouth, the redhead licked his teeth clean as he pushed the other man off of him, gently. "Someone is rather excited to see me again..," he said hoarsely, low and rough, his usually tenor voice husky with want. He flipped Noss onto his back, hands running down his chest and only slightly grasped the other man's length. It was but a momentary thing as the redhead straddled the other man, hands tight on Noss' upper arms to keep him pinned down. Strel pressed his rear against Noss' manhood, knowing the sensation may or may not make the tribesman lose it enough. He kissed him roughly, wondering what the other man would do.

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