| Challenge #210: Rimming vs Blowjobs |
[Jul. 9th, 2012|12:45 am] |
Title: Choices Are Hard
Condom: rimming
Justin's hot, wet mouth sank down around Brian's dick. He'd been craving the taste and the feel of a dick in his mouth all day long. The head bumped against the back of his throat, causing him to release a low, guttural moan. Well, it was either that or the fact that Brian had just pushed his tongue inside Justin's hole after he'd spent the last five minutes teasing him and getting it good and spit soaked.
If someone were to ever ask which part of this position he liked the best, Justin doesn't think he'd be able to choose.
(sort of sequel) |
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| Challenge #210" Rimming vs Blowjobs |
[Jul. 9th, 2012|04:40 pm] |
Title: A Certain Kind of Comfort
Condom: Rimming
Justin entered the loft and headed straight for the bedroom, stripping his suit as he went. Brian would be pissed, but he didn’t care.
He collapsed, naked, onto the bed, burying his face is his arms and trying desperately to forget.
Justin woke to the feel of hands stroking his back before coming to rest on his ass. Then warm breath and the cook slickness of Brian’s tongue against his hole.
He tensed slightly, but Brian held him still and kept licking and stroking, opening him slowly with his tongue, until there was nothing but want and need and. . . love. |
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| Challenge #210: Rimming vs. Blowjobs |
[Jul. 9th, 2012|08:22 pm] |
Title: Get Lucky
Condom: 2 to blow jobs
"...So, he's practically a virgin, at least with men, so I ask him what he wants to do. I figure if he doesn't want to fuck, I'll blow him or give him a rim job, right? But then he just grabbed his pants and ran out of there like his sweet little ass was on fire," Emmett finished dramatically. Ted passed him another beer. "Sounds like a married closet case looking for a good time and then being too chicken shit to go through with it," said Brian. "You should have gone with a young one—they've got all the balls."
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| Challenge #210: Rimming vs. Blowjobs |
[Jul. 9th, 2012|09:19 pm] |
Title: Imagine Me and You
Condom: Blow jobs When Justin had lived at home, he'd been too afraid to seek out gay porn online, even on his own computer. Instead, he'd sketched particularly hot guys he saw at school or in movies, his pencil filling in their hard angles, muscles, and cocks. All things that attracted him to men. He'd often pretended it was their hands on his dick when he jerked off. He'd pictured himself on his knees, a thick cock down his throat. He'd stared at his naked drawings and imagined those bodies against his. Then he met Brian, and he didn't have to imagine anymore. |
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