Life on Mars Anonymous Pornfest II - The Porn Bites Back
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'What about this?' said Sam, suddenly bold. He squeezed his hand down in between their flush bodies and gripped Gene's cock through his trousers. "Downstairs outside." What a concept.
Sam's mouth and chin were growing damp from Gene's hot breath.
'Male bonding,' panted Gene.
'How about this?' said Sam, fumbling 'til he found Gene's zip and drawing it down to free his cock.
'Male... bonding,' said Gene, with a little more apparent difficulty.
'And this...?' said Sam, wrapping his palm around Gene's hot length and beginning to steadily pump it up and down.
'That's...' Gene faltered. 'That's... fucking...' A small animalistic noise rumbled up from deep in his lungs, and he lunged forward to bite Sam's exposed neck, his teeth grating against the chain of the St. Christoper. Gene stuck out his tongue and licked right the way up the chain, following it all the way home to the hollow between Sam's collarbones. Then he pulled away, his lips wet. 'That's fucking poofterism, that is.'
Sam pulled his hand away.
'I didn't say stop, Gladys,' said Gene, his hands tightening on Sam's lapels.
Sam took Gene's cock in his hand again. This time he squeezed a little tighter. He'd never held anyone's penis but his own. The difference - the slightly shorter length, the greater girth, the circumcision - all of these he found arousing. Perhaps Gene was right about him after all.
'You want me to keep going, then?' asked Sam, opening his mouth in a slack smile.
'Fuck... yes...' breathed Gene, 'you filthy little poof, I couldn't stop yeh, could I? Even if I tried... even if I tried, I couldn't stop yeh. Fuck.'
Sam moved his hand faster. Gene began to grunt rhythmically. Softly. Softly. Then more loudly. Sam studied his face, this close like the surface of a rugged and unexplored planet, scarred and spectacular. Gene was a whole world unto himself. Sam was in awe.
Without warning, Gene let go of Sam, took hold of his shoulders, spun him around and slammed him front-first into the filing cabinet.
'Fuck, if I fucked you up against this ruddy filing cabinet, you'd like that, wouldn't you, you...' Gene seemed to run out of words. '...poof,' he added, half-heartedly.
Sam went entirely limp, held up only by Gene's front pressing against his back.
'Yeah,' he said. 'Go on, Guv. I think I would.'
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