Follow the rules (3/3)
anonymous
April 14 2009, 23:11:33 UTC
“No problem without solution. You like my lips, right?” He took no time waiting for an answer before zipping down the pants. “Lift you ass,” he ordered. Arthur did so more that willingly, a sight escaping his lips, as the tightness was gone. Alfred yanked down the pants to his ankles, leaving them there before returning the attention to his lover’s dick. It was already hard, making his briefs bulge. Pre-cum was still leaking from the slit, wetting his front, and Alfred leaned forward, licking up his dick through the material. Arthur groaned.
“Can’t I get free hands now?”
“And ruin the tension? No way.” Alfred smirked and bit around a part of the material, dragging the briefs down with his teeth. Arthur moaned as his dick was freed to the chilly air, but even deeper was his sounds as lips closed around the head and a tongue licked over the slit. Alfred wrapped the fingers around the shaft, slowly pumping at it while bobbing his head up and down, taking in a little more of the dick each time. Arthur groaned in pleasure, closing his eyes tight.
He was already close to shooting. The kisses, the lap dance, the sexy outfit and now the mouth closed around his manhood. He gasped in air as Alfred let his teeth scrape down the sensitive skin; the mix of pain and pleasure made his heart pump faster as would it tear his chest apart. He was not using his hand anymore, swallowing down his entire shaft in a gulp. Arthur gave one last yank at the ropes, before coming down Alfred’s throat with a loud cry. Flushed he gasped for air, small shivers going through his body while Alfred slowly milked him, swallowing his cum with a satisfied moan.
“If that isn’t a night to remember, I don’t know what is,” he breathed and cleaned his lips with a swift from his hand. He gave Arthur a thump up. “Am I sexy or am I sexy?”
Arthur, sweating and still gasping for air, sank down into the chair. “Sexy it is,” he mumbled. “…care for a second round?”
“Can’t I get free hands now?”
“And ruin the tension? No way.” Alfred smirked and bit around a part of the material, dragging the briefs down with his teeth. Arthur moaned as his dick was freed to the chilly air, but even deeper was his sounds as lips closed around the head and a tongue licked over the slit. Alfred wrapped the fingers around the shaft, slowly pumping at it while bobbing his head up and down, taking in a little more of the dick each time. Arthur groaned in pleasure, closing his eyes tight.
He was already close to shooting. The kisses, the lap dance, the sexy outfit and now the mouth closed around his manhood. He gasped in air as Alfred let his teeth scrape down the sensitive skin; the mix of pain and pleasure made his heart pump faster as would it tear his chest apart. He was not using his hand anymore, swallowing down his entire shaft in a gulp. Arthur gave one last yank at the ropes, before coming down Alfred’s throat with a loud cry. Flushed he gasped for air, small shivers going through his body while Alfred slowly milked him, swallowing his cum with a satisfied moan.
“If that isn’t a night to remember, I don’t know what is,” he breathed and cleaned his lips with a swift from his hand. He gave Arthur a thump up. “Am I sexy or am I sexy?”
Arthur, sweating and still gasping for air, sank down into the chair. “Sexy it is,” he mumbled. “…care for a second round?”
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This was incredible. My brain exploded.
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