Some Kind of Paradise
Title: Some Kind of Paradise
Companion to: Incarnate
Rating NC-17
Pairing: Bam/Ville
Disclaimer: Fiction... look it up.
Warnings: Kinks abound.
Word Count: 432
Summary: A glimpse into our boys’ life pre-Ryan...
Author’s Note: As always, playing around with perspective...
Dedicated to: Main Cane, this is the only way I can repay you for your inspiration...
Other Companions:
Unseen, The Air We Breathe
Cumslut. Cumdumpster. Cumhog. Cockpig. Jizzbunny. Sperm bank. Spunk barge.
These are all words that the uninvolved either pay little mind to, they’re oblivious… that or they don’t get the meaning behind the words. Impossible, right? And they definitely don’t get the obsession… the pure unadulterated need…
Would admitting that if given the chance, I’d bathe in this shit be too much? Would confessing that I’d rather spend hours on my knees with my faced stuffed with his cock rather than fucking him… would that be more than you could handle?
And sweet Jesus, the sounds he makes when I take him in my mouth so deep that my nose is buried in his pubes… Those noises, well, they are just the icing on the cake.
It’s not just his release that I crave… it’s the taste of his flesh, the very scent of his most private places.
Dear God, he drives me crazy when he lets me start off nice and slow on his soft cock and work it until the foreskin recedes and my cheeks bulge for my efforts.
Heavens alive, what do I do next? I tease and I tease and I tease. Withdrawing until my breathe barely ghosts over the red and throbbing head. I drag my tongue from his balls up; lapping away any fluids gathering at the tip. I bite and nip at his thighs, nuzzling his hips until his fingers dig into my hair and guide me right back where I belong.
When he’s fucking my face… I’m in some kind of paradise. But it gets better. So. Much. Better.
Words cannot describe how beautiful it is to see your own cum dripping out of your lover’s ass. They can’t describe the keening cries he lets out when I lean forward and gobble up every single drop until my tongue is buried deep in his hole still seeking out that one last taste.
Mary, Mother of God… I go wild when he climbs up over me after having sucked my brains out through my cock and pries my mouth open with his thumb. Only to… part his lips and let that large, white glob of cum fall past my lips and onto my tongue.
I’m damn near feral when he sweeps down and with a devilishly curling tongue steals it back. But then he soothes me again and again by sealing his lips over mine; our mouths wet and hungry for the taste.
So, call me a cockslut… call me a cunt. You will never feel as cherished as I do when I’m on my knees.
Companion to: Incarnate
Rating NC-17
Pairing: Bam/Ville
Disclaimer: Fiction... look it up.
Warnings: Kinks abound.
Word Count: 432
Summary: A glimpse into our boys’ life pre-Ryan...
Author’s Note: As always, playing around with perspective...
Dedicated to: Main Cane, this is the only way I can repay you for your inspiration...
Other Companions:
Unseen, The Air We Breathe
Cumslut. Cumdumpster. Cumhog. Cockpig. Jizzbunny. Sperm bank. Spunk barge.
These are all words that the uninvolved either pay little mind to, they’re oblivious… that or they don’t get the meaning behind the words. Impossible, right? And they definitely don’t get the obsession… the pure unadulterated need…
Would admitting that if given the chance, I’d bathe in this shit be too much? Would confessing that I’d rather spend hours on my knees with my faced stuffed with his cock rather than fucking him… would that be more than you could handle?
And sweet Jesus, the sounds he makes when I take him in my mouth so deep that my nose is buried in his pubes… Those noises, well, they are just the icing on the cake.
It’s not just his release that I crave… it’s the taste of his flesh, the very scent of his most private places.
Dear God, he drives me crazy when he lets me start off nice and slow on his soft cock and work it until the foreskin recedes and my cheeks bulge for my efforts.
Heavens alive, what do I do next? I tease and I tease and I tease. Withdrawing until my breathe barely ghosts over the red and throbbing head. I drag my tongue from his balls up; lapping away any fluids gathering at the tip. I bite and nip at his thighs, nuzzling his hips until his fingers dig into my hair and guide me right back where I belong.
When he’s fucking my face… I’m in some kind of paradise. But it gets better. So. Much. Better.
Words cannot describe how beautiful it is to see your own cum dripping out of your lover’s ass. They can’t describe the keening cries he lets out when I lean forward and gobble up every single drop until my tongue is buried deep in his hole still seeking out that one last taste.
Mary, Mother of God… I go wild when he climbs up over me after having sucked my brains out through my cock and pries my mouth open with his thumb. Only to… part his lips and let that large, white glob of cum fall past my lips and onto my tongue.
I’m damn near feral when he sweeps down and with a devilishly curling tongue steals it back. But then he soothes me again and again by sealing his lips over mine; our mouths wet and hungry for the taste.
So, call me a cockslut… call me a cunt. You will never feel as cherished as I do when I’m on my knees.