Running his tongue back up Garet’s cock, he gave the adept’s balls another lick, hand on his muscled stomach and eye’s shut, Mars had gotten over the fear of having his mind exposed to Ivan since Vault and opening his eyes as the ginger gave a deep moan that made his member twitch in high salute and Ivan’s respond in pride.
Slinking up his comrade’s long body to poise himself for a kiss. “I want you committed to this. If it gets too be too much, trust me to say it. I don’t want you holding back Garet.”
One hand holding his pale hip and the other tangled in his hair Garet kissed him, “Aye… You trust me a whole hell of a lot more then I trust myself.”
“That’s why you have me, love.” Leaning to the side he nuzzled the ginger’s cheek, finger’s wrapping around –and failing to completely- Mars’ erection and rubbing. “Shall we?” the blond asked, rolling onto his back under Garet’s arm.
“Let me get you ready first squirt.” He said, lips spread to a smile as his hand trailed from Ivan’s chest, down his body, pausing to press his palm against the blond’s peach, pressing up and gently, then strongly returning the rub up Ivan’s shaft, sending hot chills down the boy’s spine.
“Yes…”
Lips finding tit, Garet licked and nipped, fingers rushing back up Jupiter’s body and finding their way into his mouth, sucking hard on the soft flesh. The blond’s hand worked his ginger’s shoulder, already drinking in his deep musk, noticing only sensations, like the fingers leaving his mouth, the tooth then hot tongue on his nipple and then the warm, wet touch that circled his entrance before pushing in just as Garet’s hand gripped tighter on his other breast causing both a low moan to escape Ivan’s lips and his knees to bend, lifting legs and allowing his partner to seek further into him.
Foot finding and then rubbing the full length of the fire adept’s large member, teasing his balls and stimulating his sensitive underbelly.
“Always so eager…” He said between licks, looking up, then kissing Ivan’s neck, pushing in to the knuckle before slowly drawing out.
“Always so cautious…”
“Not tonight.” With a wicked grin Garet’s knee pushed Ivan’s legs open further, two digits driving, sending a shiver that he watched, eyes going from perked nips to smooth belly to quivering cock and pulled tight balls.
“Thank the Gods…” Ivan moaned, mouth freezing the sound as it widen to a pink ‘O’, hand now stroking and grabbing the ginger’s chest, finger’s being scissor inside of him, toes curling as he kneaded the throbbing erection with his foot. “Now… Please?”
“Wait for the third…” And there entered Garet’s ring finger, loosening up Ivan’s hole in preparation, sinking all the way in to the knuckles again, teasing his insides just for the fun of watching the blond’s reaction. Now Garet would make that lame line. “Ivan, you sure about this?”
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Flames and Hurricanes pt. 7 -Mature/Graphic Sex-
Date: 2010-12-24 03:29 am (UTC)Slinking up his comrade’s long body to poise himself for a kiss. “I want you committed to this. If it gets too be too much, trust me to say it. I don’t want you holding back Garet.”
One hand holding his pale hip and the other tangled in his hair Garet kissed him, “Aye… You trust me a whole hell of a lot more then I trust myself.”
“That’s why you have me, love.” Leaning to the side he nuzzled the ginger’s cheek, finger’s wrapping around –and failing to completely- Mars’ erection and rubbing. “Shall we?” the blond asked, rolling onto his back under Garet’s arm.
“Let me get you ready first squirt.” He said, lips spread to a smile as his hand trailed from Ivan’s chest, down his body, pausing to press his palm against the blond’s peach, pressing up and gently, then strongly returning the rub up Ivan’s shaft, sending hot chills down the boy’s spine.
“Yes…”
Lips finding tit, Garet licked and nipped, fingers rushing back up Jupiter’s body and finding their way into his mouth, sucking hard on the soft flesh. The blond’s hand worked his ginger’s shoulder, already drinking in his deep musk, noticing only sensations, like the fingers leaving his mouth, the tooth then hot tongue on his nipple and then the warm, wet touch that circled his entrance before pushing in just as Garet’s hand gripped tighter on his other breast causing both a low moan to escape Ivan’s lips and his knees to bend, lifting legs and allowing his partner to seek further into him.
Foot finding and then rubbing the full length of the fire adept’s large member, teasing his balls and stimulating his sensitive underbelly.
“Always so eager…” He said between licks, looking up, then kissing Ivan’s neck, pushing in to the knuckle before slowly drawing out.
“Always so cautious…”
“Not tonight.” With a wicked grin Garet’s knee pushed Ivan’s legs open further, two digits driving, sending a shiver that he watched, eyes going from perked nips to smooth belly to quivering cock and pulled tight balls.
“Thank the Gods…” Ivan moaned, mouth freezing the sound as it widen to a pink ‘O’, hand now stroking and grabbing the ginger’s chest, finger’s being scissor inside of him, toes curling as he kneaded the throbbing erection with his foot. “Now… Please?”
“Wait for the third…” And there entered Garet’s ring finger, loosening up Ivan’s hole in preparation, sinking all the way in to the knuckles again, teasing his insides just for the fun of watching the blond’s reaction.
Now Garet would make that lame line. “Ivan, you sure about this?”