Victor purred as he eased Remy onto his bed and watched him strip hurriedly. He straddled the Cajun’s thighs and loomed over him; the width of his upper body eclipsed the light that beamed from the ceiling. Creed’s claws ripped and pulled at the fabric of his pants until the strips that remained slipped down his thighs and pooled at his knees. The same hand that tore up his clothes captured his cock along with the Cajun’s, and while he answered his question, he stroked the two of them together.
“We’ll get ta’ all of that… Ain’t got nothin’ but time.” Creed’s other hand slid across Remy’s chest; he pawed at the other mutant with reverence, as if – for now – he didn’t want to blemish any part of the thief’s exquisite body.
“No surprise ya’ had a big cock, Gumbo.” Creed mused. His eyes lowered to stare at what he held, comparing his uncircumcised endowment with the other man’s. The feral’s was longer and thicker – intimidating, like the mutant it was attached to - but the way he spoke of Remy’s was in a voice of admiration.
“ Look at ‘cha, leakin’ like me... Gettin’ my hand glazed while I jerk us... Feels good, don’t it?” He lightly squeezed his fingers, then traced the tip of Remy’s cock with his thumb, and took every precaution to keep his claws out of the way.
“Yer’ cock is perfect.” He grumbled. “Long enough to always hit th’ sweet spot. Thick enough ta’ make a guy whimper an’ know he’s bein’ filled…”
Creed let go, crawled off of Remy and stood at the edge of the bed. He kicked off his boots, yanked the remaining pieces of his pants off of his legs. Finally naked, he looked at the Cajun, slid his palm down the blonde treasure trail, gripped his dick by the base and slapped it against his stomach like a mallet beating against a Taiko drum.
“You think that ass of yer’s can handle somethin’ like this, an I’ll gladly put it in ya’. As deep as I can fit, for as long as you can stand it…”
Suddenly, Victor grabbed Remy by the ankle and forcefully pulled him towards the edge of the bed, then dropped to one knee to make his face parallel with the Cajun’s cock.
“Till then…”
Without another word, he leaned forward, opened his mouth, and moaned as he swallowed Remy’s cock.