[ He might lose some respect for you if you did that, Wade. The tiny ones could be taken off as a joke well enough, but a catapult? Even Kirk's sense of humor didn't go quite that far with it.
Kirk smirk as Wade sat back, slowly sliding down his body, pressing kisses across his chest and abs as he went, sometimes nipping, tongue flicking and dipping into his navel. He settled between Wade's legs, running an index finger over his hard cock just to see it twitch before lifting it. Looking up at Wade, his smile grew just a touch wicked as he slid Wade's cock between his breasts.
Rocking back and forth, Kirk bent his head to lap and swirl his tongue around the protruding tip, pursing his lips to suck while his hands guided his tits up and down. ]