| Challenge #137: Porn! Sex Toys |
[Oct. 16th, 2009|08:39 am] |
Title: Feathers
And the condom goes to: Emmett
The look on his face is comical. I can almost hear him thinking, A feather? What the fuck, Brian?
"Stretch out, Justin."
He does, still more amused than wanton. That will be changing momentarily.
Just as soon as I drag the feather over his cock, scratch against his nipples like a quill against parchment… oh, yes, the placating amusement will morph into unadulterated desire. The little hedonist in Justin will demand it.
I will demand it.
Straddling his thighs, I start my assault, letting nothing touch Justin's skin but the feather.
He lasts five seconds.
And then the begging begins. |
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