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Suck And Blow My Egoberrypop90April 24 2009, 10:13:27 UTC
"I can't believe I agreed to play this ridiculous game."
“Oh come one Arthur, it’ll be fun.”
“Fun isn’t quite the word I would use to describe this nonsense.”
Merlin rolled his eyes and ignored his boyfriend. Ever since they arrived Arthur had been grumpy as hell. It might have something to do with the fact that Merlin had been paying more attention to Lancelot than Arthur. But who could blame him? All Arthur wanted to do was sit the party out while Merlin actually wanted to have a good time(I know, ridiculous). When a group of partygoers suggested everyone play suck and blow, Merlin and Lancelot immediately joined the circle. And after much pleading, Arthur did too
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Suck And Blow My Ego Part 2!berrypop90April 24 2009, 10:13:57 UTC
Lancelot winked at Merlin as he pressed his mouth against Arthur‘s ear. “Oh yes, my ego would love to be stroked by Arthur Pendragon.“ He pressed his body against Arthur’s back. “I can feel it reaching for you, Artie.” Arthur’s breathing sped up as the front of Lancelot’s jeans came in contact with his arse. His ‘ego’ was indeed wanting to be stroked.
“Don’t call me Artie.”
The weak comment was ignored as Merlin got closer as well, aligning his body with Arthur’s. He was excited at the sight of the two gorgeous men in front of him. He leaned in and spoke softly to Arthur, “Shall we take this back to our flat?”
Dean's air left his lung in a rush as Sam shoved him against the wall.
He bit back the protest when his jeans were jerked down and out the way. He choked when spit slick fingers shoved into him. His fingers scrabbled against the brick when Sam's large cock breached him.
"That's right," Sam licked his ear. "Need it, don't you baby, need to be fucked."
His eyes screwed shut at the burn in his ass, the arousal in his gut, and Sam's fist wrapped around him. Too fast, too much and Dean cried out as he spilled over Sam's fingers.
Wet sticky fingers bit into his hips as Sam fucked him hard and rough. He yelped when Sam bit into his nape as he came. They didn't say much as they put their clothes in order, the smell of sex strong in the air.
Dean followed Sam back to the Impala, limping. Sam was too much like Dad, he thought ruefully, words, deeds, actions. Right down to screwing Dean blind in the aftermath of a hunt.
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“Oh come one Arthur, it’ll be fun.”
“Fun isn’t quite the word I would use to describe this nonsense.”
Merlin rolled his eyes and ignored his boyfriend. Ever since they arrived Arthur had been grumpy as hell. It might have something to do with the fact that Merlin had been paying more attention to Lancelot than Arthur. But who could blame him? All Arthur wanted to do was sit the party out while Merlin actually wanted to have a good time(I know, ridiculous). When a group of partygoers suggested everyone play suck and blow, Merlin and Lancelot immediately joined the circle. And after much pleading, Arthur did too ( ... )
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“Don’t call me Artie.”
The weak comment was ignored as Merlin got closer as well, aligning his body with Arthur’s. He was excited at the sight of the two gorgeous men in front of him. He leaned in and spoke softly to Arthur, “Shall we take this back to our flat?”
The only response from Arthur was a soft “Nngh.”
Merlin smiled, “I’ll take that as a yes.”
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He bit back the protest when his jeans were jerked down and out the way. He choked when spit slick fingers shoved into him. His fingers scrabbled against the brick when Sam's large cock breached him.
"That's right," Sam licked his ear. "Need it, don't you baby, need to be fucked."
His eyes screwed shut at the burn in his ass, the arousal in his gut, and Sam's fist wrapped around him. Too fast, too much and Dean cried out as he spilled over Sam's fingers.
Wet sticky fingers bit into his hips as Sam fucked him hard and rough. He yelped when Sam bit into his nape as he came. They didn't say much as they put their clothes in order, the smell of sex strong in the air.
Dean followed Sam back to the Impala, limping. Sam was too much like Dad, he thought ruefully, words, deeds, actions. Right down to screwing Dean blind in the aftermath of a hunt.
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