COPPER/TOD: HUMAN FORMS & SMUT [3/3]
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June 29 2010, 22:43:33 UTC
Copper spread a hand across the small of Tod's back and pulled out, slow, then sat back on his heels to survey the mess in front of him. The room smelled heavily of spunk. The sheets were twisted up from Tod's pulling and coming away from the mattress. Tod himself was spread boneless before him, cheek pressed against the bed, mouth open and eyes closed.
He had, Copper realized with a jolt, passed out. And while Copper would have liked nothing better than to curl up next to Tod and fall asleep with him, it was too much to risk. The day began earlier out in the country, and if his father came to rouse him for his morning chores and found Tod is his bed... Copper was fairly certain he would kill the other boy.
Copper's eyes drifted down to Tod's abused hole and swallowed at what he saw: his own come leaking out of Tod, dripping slowly down toward his balls. He reached out with a finger and caught a wayward drip, sucking it experimentally into his mouth. He shifted further down the bed, lying on his stomach between Tod's legs, and pulled his ass wider. The jostling caused a few more drops to drip free, and Tod to flutter his eyes.
Cooper slid two fingers inside and drew in a deep breath. It was possibly the hottest thing he had ever felt, seeing how easily he could push his fingers into Tod when he'd already fucked him open with his cock, feeling how wet he was on the inside when he was full of his come. He slowly pulled his fingers out until just the tips were inside him, then spread them out wide, pushing at the ring of muscle, and the come simply poured out of him.
Seeing that, smelling it, when straight to Copper's cock. Struck with suddenly inspiration, he leaned in close, sealed his lips around the hole, and sucked.
Tod convulsed under him. A hand landed on Copper's head and pushed him away with all the force of a kitten. Copper ignored it, the flat of his tongue collecting anything he'd missed from Tod's asshole down to his balls.
"Copper, Copper," Tod protested, half-crawling up the bed to escape his insistent tongue. "Too soon."
His voice sounded wrecked, and he'd heaved his body about an inch before his muscles gave out on him, so Copper relented and pulled back regretfully. His cock was back to full mast, aching for attention, and he longed to just stick it into Tod; no hassle, no preparation, just pounding into his pliant body until he came.
Tod shifted, and with a heroic effort managed to turn himself over onto his back. Catching sight of his pale, freckle-marked thighs, Copper had a sudden inspiration and half-rolled Tod onto his side, curling up behind him.
"Copper, really," Tod peered over his shoulder at him. "I'm too sore."
"Shh, I won't," Copper promised, kissing around Tod's shoulder until he relaxed. Copper grabbed Tod under the left knee and held it tight against his right on the mattress. He spit into his hands, getting his cock a little wetter, then thrust between Tod's thighs.
"Oh," Tod breathed, smiling almost fondly, and sagged back against the mattress while Copper humped fast and dirty to relief. Right before, when his pattern was turning erratic and he could feel his orgasm winding up in him, Tod twisted a hand back, seized him by the neck, and pulled him down to kiss.
Thoroughly and truly spent, Copper barely managed to return the kiss. They sprawled out together, and Tod wound an arm around Copper's shoulder, hugging him closer.
"Promise we can do this forever," Tod whispered.
"Yeah," Copper gasped. "Unless it kills up first."
He had, Copper realized with a jolt, passed out. And while Copper would have liked nothing better than to curl up next to Tod and fall asleep with him, it was too much to risk. The day began earlier out in the country, and if his father came to rouse him for his morning chores and found Tod is his bed... Copper was fairly certain he would kill the other boy.
Copper's eyes drifted down to Tod's abused hole and swallowed at what he saw: his own come leaking out of Tod, dripping slowly down toward his balls. He reached out with a finger and caught a wayward drip, sucking it experimentally into his mouth. He shifted further down the bed, lying on his stomach between Tod's legs, and pulled his ass wider. The jostling caused a few more drops to drip free, and Tod to flutter his eyes.
Cooper slid two fingers inside and drew in a deep breath. It was possibly the hottest thing he had ever felt, seeing how easily he could push his fingers into Tod when he'd already fucked him open with his cock, feeling how wet he was on the inside when he was full of his come. He slowly pulled his fingers out until just the tips were inside him, then spread them out wide, pushing at the ring of muscle, and the come simply poured out of him.
Seeing that, smelling it, when straight to Copper's cock. Struck with suddenly inspiration, he leaned in close, sealed his lips around the hole, and sucked.
Tod convulsed under him. A hand landed on Copper's head and pushed him away with all the force of a kitten. Copper ignored it, the flat of his tongue collecting anything he'd missed from Tod's asshole down to his balls.
"Copper, Copper," Tod protested, half-crawling up the bed to escape his insistent tongue. "Too soon."
His voice sounded wrecked, and he'd heaved his body about an inch before his muscles gave out on him, so Copper relented and pulled back regretfully. His cock was back to full mast, aching for attention, and he longed to just stick it into Tod; no hassle, no preparation, just pounding into his pliant body until he came.
Tod shifted, and with a heroic effort managed to turn himself over onto his back. Catching sight of his pale, freckle-marked thighs, Copper had a sudden inspiration and half-rolled Tod onto his side, curling up behind him.
"Copper, really," Tod peered over his shoulder at him. "I'm too sore."
"Shh, I won't," Copper promised, kissing around Tod's shoulder until he relaxed. Copper grabbed Tod under the left knee and held it tight against his right on the mattress. He spit into his hands, getting his cock a little wetter, then thrust between Tod's thighs.
"Oh," Tod breathed, smiling almost fondly, and sagged back against the mattress while Copper humped fast and dirty to relief. Right before, when his pattern was turning erratic and he could feel his orgasm winding up in him, Tod twisted a hand back, seized him by the neck, and pulled him down to kiss.
Thoroughly and truly spent, Copper barely managed to return the kiss. They sprawled out together, and Tod wound an arm around Copper's shoulder, hugging him closer.
"Promise we can do this forever," Tod whispered.
"Yeah," Copper gasped. "Unless it kills up first."
Tod huffed out a laugh into his hairline.
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