Comment Porn Month, Day 1 - First Times
Welcome to Comment Porn Month!
Last December I was craving snippets of porn, wee stories to make me laugh, smile, need a cigarette...and I declared December to be Comment Porn Month.
We had so much fun, comment_fic was born.
Over the last year, however, comment_fic has grown (and really, it is awesome to see what it has become) and most of the stories posted don't ( Read more... )
Last December I was craving snippets of porn, wee stories to make me laugh, smile, need a cigarette...and I declared December to be Comment Porn Month.
We had so much fun, comment_fic was born.
Over the last year, however, comment_fic has grown (and really, it is awesome to see what it has become) and most of the stories posted don't ( Read more... )
His knees ache from the threadbare carpet in their hotel room, he is harder than he has ever been before in his entire life, and Steve hasn't laid a hand on him.
In fact, Steve's hands are busy roaming over his own body... one pulling and pinching at his nipples until they are a dark rose that just begs to be licked, the other wrapped around his erection, pistoning up and down as pearls of pre-cum well up.
The air is filled with Steve's voice, low and fucked out as he tells Christian everything he is gonna do to him, every taste, touch and sound that he will experience tonight. Promising everything.
And then, suddenly, Steve is calling his name. Drawing it out, making Christian feel as if no one has ever said it correctly before. He watches as Steve's hips stutter, as the muscles in Steve's forearm and hand tighten, wrist twisting and fingers flexing around the head of his cock.
He opens his mouth to say something, to beg or offer or maybe just fucking moan. But then he feels the first drops hitting his skin warm and slick. They land on his lips, and he reaches out his tongue automatically to lick them away. Salt and tang bloom in his mouth and there are more drops landing on his face... his neck... his chest. The air is filled with the smell of semen and musk and Christian never thought it could feel like this.
He isn't ashamed of the way he moans, or the way his mouth chases after Steve's cock, lips wrapping around the head and tongue licking into the slit looking for more of the same. He feels every drop like a claim, a declaration of mine... forever... mine.
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