Wicked Wednesday 303 – Taking Her Home

Adrienne and Gordon slept for several hours, limbs tangled together, until the ringing of a cell phone woke them both. He dove out of bed to answer and caught it just before it would’ve gone to voice mail. After a short conversation, he hung up and looked at Adrienne. “We need to go. Now. Check the closet for something that should fit you and be easy to move in. Pants and dark colors would be best.” Adrienne nodded, surprised at how quickly she was ready to obey his words. And that’s when she knew she was in too deep.

She dressed to his specifications and met him in the living room moments later her dirty blonde hair pulled back into a no nonsense braid. Gordon gave her a once over before grabbing her for one last thorough kiss and they left hastily, rushing to the car and driving away. “Are you going to tell me what all that was about?” “It’s safer for you if you don’t know.” Adrienne frowned at his remark, but tried to take it in stride. After all, despite her hatred of him just doing his job to get her home, he was good at it. And he was even better in bed. She wondered what would happen if she just refused to return to her duties as a royal and vanished with Gordon. She was pretty certain that this man she knew so little about could probably pull it off.

“Gordon, I don’t want to go back and I don’t think you like the idea of taking me back against my will. I’m a grown woman and I can’t be forced into a role that I don’t want, a life I refuse to live. I never wanted to be in the spotlight. That’s why I ran away. Can’t you see that?” He gave a heavy sigh as they reached the small private airfield that would take them home. “I know Adrienne, I can see it. But I have a job to do and so do you. It’s time that you face those responsibilities head on. If you have to do it, make it so you can do it your way.” And he parked the car, coming around to open her door as he changed in an instant from the lover she’d held the night before to man doing his job. “Please Gordon, don’t do this to me.” Tears began to stream down Adrienne’s cheeks and she shook her head impatiently. “On the plane, Princess. Let’s go.” His voice was rougher than usual and she looked at him searching his face. What she saw there only made her cry harder.

As they ran for the plane, shots rang out, the bullets zipping through the air. Gordon took Adrienne to the ground with him, his body shielding hers from the onslaught that he’d never anticipated. Apparently this Liam fellow was going to be more of a problem that he though. Drawing his own weapon he looked around and spotted the man himself sitting in a car, revving the engine. He appeared to have decided that if he couldn’t have Adrienne then neither could anyone else. Gordon doubted that he knew who she really was; that her name wasn’t Melissa James, that her natural hair color was a gorgeous mahogany, or that she was far, far more than just another face that no one would miss. He murmured in her ear. “When I move I want you to get up and make a zigzag run for the plane. Don’t stop until you’re on board. Got it?” Unable to help herself she cheekily replied, “Yes, Sir,” in that same tone she’d used before and Gordon groaned softly. “Don’t do that. Now are you ready?” She nodded, more serious now and as Gordon rolled to the left she bounced from the ground and into a dead sprint knowing her life might depend on it. More bullets zinging around her as she ran and she understood why Gordon had specified she not run in a straight line. As it was she felt something nearly graze her arm as she ran.

Gordon saw Liam swear and try to angle the car to chase Adrienne down, but he was too slow for Gordon’s speed with a gun and the shots fired disabled both car and man behind the wheel in an instant. Adrienne heard the shots behind her and only ran harder, finally making the plane. She scrambled aboard and rushed to a window to watch what was happening. She saw Liam slumped over at the wheel of the dead car and smiled grimly. She saw Gordon, standing and scanning the area. It appeared that the gunmen had quickly dispersed at the sight of Liam’s death and he put the gun away heading for the plane and the last part of his duties to return Adrienne to her family. He was sorely wishing that things didn’t have to happen this way. But such was the calling of his life and hers, both so very different. And as he boarded the small plane Adrienne rushed to him for a hug. He brushed her off gently and spoke. “No more Princess. You have your life and I have mine and you know they’ll never mix.” “Damn it Gordon, I don’t want that life. I want things to be simple and uncomplicated and happy.” He sighed. “Me too, Princess, me too. But it’ll never happen. Now buckle in and get ready to go home.”

This is a multi-part series. Parts one, two, three, and four are available at the links. Feel free to let me know if you’d like to see more of Gordon and Adrienne and what might happen between them.


Mutual Pleasure

Graham moaned and thrust his hips impatiently against David’s lips. David just glanced up at him and flicked his tongue out against he head of Graham’s cock, one, then twice before retreating again and playing with his own cock, further exciting Graham. Graham gave into his desires and reached to touch himself, but David swatted his hand away and shook his head. “Nope. Not yet. I want you ready to burst when I put my mouth on you. Are you ready yet? I don’t think you are.” “But I am. I need you. I need to feel your lips wrapped around me and sucking. Please David.” His voice was husky with need and want and David grinned at him suddenly. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?” Graham just nodded this time.

David never stopping touching himself, only leaned forward and took the other man into his mouth with a satisfied moan. All the teasing had been torture for him too. Licking and sucking, running his tongue along the sensitive spot on the underside of Graham’s cock made both of them moan and this time Graham, when Graham thrust his hips he felt his cock slid a bit further into David’s warm, wet mouth. David leaned into it, taking Graham even deeper and swallowing as the tip of Graham’s cock slid right down his throat. There was a moan from above him and he swallowed again, before pulling back to catch his breath. Then he began to suck in earnest, his masculine cheeks hollowed out and his eyes on the man above him. It made Graham swear softly at the sensation and buck his hips again, more gently this time, and they settled into a rhythm. Graham was just about to come from the feel of David’s mouth when David simply stopped moving and stared up at him. It was incredibly erotic and Graham never stopped moving, fucking his partner’s face gently. He put his hands on the back of David’s head and let out an audible groan when David’s tongue began to lash at the underside of his cock as he fucked him. Unable to hold back Graham yanked David towards him and began to orgasm shooting his semen directly into David’s waiting mouth.

He slowly pulled out and just kind of fell back on the bed satiated while David stood and leaned down to give him a kiss. Graham hugged him and returned the kiss hungrily. He could feel David’s still hard cock bumping against him and he reached for it, wrapping his fingers around it and stroking firmly. “Ohhh, that feels good. I wanna come for you.” Graham kissed David again and tugged gently at his cock to get him up onto the bed. David complied and position himself within easy reach of Graham’s hands which ceased their stroking and were now playing across David’s skin gently. They scooted closer together and kissed, tongues dueling with one another. David groaned as they kissed, his cock hard and aching. He looked at Graham, “Please.”

Once again Graham’s hands found their way to David’s cock and began to stroke and squeeze gently, the pressure and intensity varying at his whim. David twitched his hips with a growing sense of urgency.”Fuck yes. You’re gonna make me come. I want to see my come decorating your face. Can I do that? Shoot all over you?” The idea excited Graham further and hi put his mouth into play with his hands using his tongue liberally on David’s cock, enjoying the taste of the other man. David grunted and quickly Graham backed off and aimed David’s cock at his face, jacking him harder now. His eyes closed but his mouth was open in anticipation and then David erupted, hitting Graham in the face with jet after jet of his hot come. He watched Graham’s face the entire time and his whole body shook at what he was seeing. He felt like his orgasm would never end. When it finally did, David reached for Graham’s face and ran his finger through the sticky come on his cheek and fed it to him, one fingerful at a time, enjoying he appreciative noises Graham was making. It’s the little things in life.

KOTW – Edging (Close)

My hands were cuffed above my head, my legs held open because to close them would mean a punishment for disobeying. He had me exactly where we both wanted me to be. And his fingers worked gentle, delicate magic tracing the outline of my pussy, stopping to gently rub my clit or dip a finger inside, smearing my wetness across my already slick skin.

I’d been like this, frozen in time, for what seemed like an eternity as he teased me, letting me chase the orgasm I so desperately wanted, but was continuously brought to the edge, of and then denied. Despite his command to be still I couldn’t help but squirm a little as he touched me, the pace and pressure once again increasing. He was going to drag this out before he finally let me come I knew. And while I whined about not getting my orgasm right away (which earned me a Look) I knew things would be so much better this way.

A small bullet vibe came into play soon after and brought me even closer to losing control. I wanted to just let go, but until I heard his voice saying those words in my ear I wouldn’t do it. Not this time. This time was for his pleasure, for him to feast upon the little noises and small movements that he wrought from me while both simultaneously giving and denying me pleasure.

He leaned down to kiss me, his fingers and the vibrator still moving against my skin and I moaned freely against his lips arching upward to meet his hunger, yearning to satisfy both him and that ache I could feel deep inside. Lips left a heated trail down my neck to the valley between my breasts before sliding back up the other side and back to my lips. I wanted more and squirmed beneath his hands, his lips, his very presence.

And finally, finally after what felt like hours he slipped two finger into my pussy curling them against my g-spot as he held the vibe steady against my clit. I was close and getting closer every moment. Would this finally be the time he allowed my release? Perhaps or perhaps not. I thrust my hips against his hand and he added a third finger stretching me just a little, a feeling that left me gasping for breath.

He kissed me again, one final time and leaned over to whisper softly in my ear. “Come for me, little one.” And I did, bucking hard, incoherent moans escaping my mouth as the orgasm hit like a ton of bricks, broke down my walls, and left me in my most primal state. The vibrator was tossed aside and fingers removed, leaving me empty, but only for a moment before his cock found me.

“Come again. I want to feel you squeezing my cock.” So I did as I was told, head tossed back in ecstasy. Then he began to fuck me hard, drawing out that second orgasm for long minutes as I could do nothing but whimper and come for him. And then, then he came for me as well and we were linked together inextricably for a long period. Eventually he slipped away from me and pulled me close to him whispering soft words. I dozed in his arms, secure there and happy, closer to him than ever.

Wicked Wednesday 302 – Games (Playing with the Princess)

Princess Adrienne, under guard’s orders, stayed nude for three idyllic days while they hid in the relative safety of the small house. Meals and laughter were shared, touches freely given, and she was his. His to love slowly, his to fuck hard, and his to enjoy in any way he chose.

On the third night he proposed a game. And improvising with a silk tie that had been tucked neatly into the dresser, Adrienne found her hands bound together above her head. Gordon pulled her close, his hands trailing gently down her body, finding the most sensitive places just to tease and torment. “Alright Princess, here’s the deal, you’ve spent the last few days learning what I like and want and some of it obviously matches up with your desires. But I want to know more. And I will play with you until you tell me something and only then can you come for me. Then we’ll start again.”

So he kissed her soundly and began to pinch and pull at her nipples, knowing he’d find her dripping wet soon enough. Adrienne relaxed into Gordon’s arms enjoying being the center of his attention and made a soft contented noise. He wondered if she’d be making such noises momentarily and gently squeezed her breasts in his hands, his palms rubbing across her nipples gently. She squirmed a little and one hand snaked up to her hair, pulling gently, “Tell me something, Princess.” “I..I don’t know I can’t think…” “That’s the challenge my dear. Now tell me.” Her voice was a soft exhalation as she tried to pay enough attention to her thoughts to form them into some semblance of coherency.

“I want, want to be collared and be treated like a spoiled pampered Kitten. No eating off the floor or anything, just to feel that collar and being led by my leash…mmmmm.” Gordon chuckled to himself, thinking that she was definitely still quite a Princess at heart and never letting go of her hair, he slid his other hand down and found her clit, tracing small circles around it, which made her wiggle back into him and she felt his cock stiff against her ass. His grip in her hair tightened sharply and the pressure against her clit suddenly increased as his voice rang through her head. “Come for me.” Adrienne’s hips jumped and she arched her back as her first orgasm hit. They continued to play the game, Gordon edging her closer and closer to an orgasm until she could gasp out what she wanted, until her mind was free enough to speak the words.

Several orgasm later (at least four) he held her and spoke. “Once more, Princess. Tell me a thing.” This time found him slipping two fingers in and out of her drenched pussy and smearing the wetness he found there along her skin, covering her in her own musk and then finding her pussy again. By this time she couldn’t stop her small movements, twitching and writing against him, grinding back against his cock that she wanted so much. The game had lent her courage and finally she found the thing that she herself felt was the most taboo thing a woman could want, although it was perhaps, more common than she knew. “I want you to flip me over and fuck me…fuck my ass. I want to feel your cock in my ass,” she gasped out, her face turning a shade of pink that Gordon had never seen before. His voice was hushed, “Shall I spank you first?” And without being told she orgasmed hard at his words, riding his fingers, begging for more. He slipped another finger into her and fucked her through the next orgasm before flipping her to her stomach.

She didn’t have time to think before his hand was raining across her ass and she lifted herself to meet the stinging hits, the ones that started off as noise and finally ended up as harder smacks, ones that turned her skin red and made his palm ache a little. But he didn’t stop. As he spanked her his fingers found her pussy again and rubbed, fluttering against her and she moaned. “Please, Sir, please let me come for you?, her voice ended on a moan as her pussy clamped around his fingers and she orgasmed again whether he wanted her to or not. Gordon laughed softly, and leaned forward to whisper in her ear. “Bad girl Princess. Or should I start calling you Kitten?” Adrienne whimpered and he felt her tighten again as he pulled away. “Now then, do you want me to fuck your ass? To take my cock in the most secret of places and see how good it feels?” He deftly reached for a well placed bottle of lube and deliberately dripped the cold gel directly on to her skin. She shivered at the feeling, but only lifted her body higher, trying to give him access to her ass as best she could, despite her nerves and slight fear of making a mess. But his fingers began to rub gently, carefully and he talked her through everything he did, first inserting a single finger and fucking her gently with it, then stretching her slowly more and more. He could tell she’d never done this before and as much as he wanted to fuck her, he didn’t want to hurt her. “Princess, are you sure you want this?”

She nodded into the bed, a muffled affirmative coming from her lips. So he lubed up his cock liberally and placed the tip of it against her asshole. She wriggled against him and they both made soft noises at the feeling. He saw one hand slide beneath her body so she could stroke her clit and he smiled. Then carefully he began to push, easing forward a bit, then sliding back, over and over until she was nice and relaxed and the head of his cock entered her ass. He heard her voice against the bed, “Oh..my…god. That feels so good.” And he watched her fingers speed up against her clit as she took a deeper breath, “More.”

Slowly he slid forward watching his cock being enveloped by her ass and groaned at the sight. “Check in, Princess.” “Please fuck me.” He laughed at her version of checking in, wrapped his fingers around her hips and did just as she asked, very gently before moving harder and faster. Her fingers fairly danced upon her skin and she babbled incoherent words about him fucking her ass and coming before she lost all control and orgasmed with a loud wail escaping her lips. The sudden tightness around him was his undoing. And their bodies clashed together one final time before falling apart in a heap on the bed.


Wicked Wednesday – (A Guard and His Princess)

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Adrienne’s small helpless noises as he spanked her ass only served to turn Gordon on more and she was writhing in his lap. They both knew she could feel the hardness of his cock and her mouth was positively watering at the thought of it. This time she wanted to taste him, to let him fuck her mouth, and treat her like the slut she had always craved to be. She cried out at the thought of him in her mouth and Gordon smacked her harder. “Be good Princess. Be good and I’ll give you what you I know you want.”

And he gently pushed her from his lap to undo his fly. Adrienne was kneeling on the carpeted floor now and as his cock sprung free she gasped softly in delight before leaning forward to lick the length of it like a lollipop. Gordon watched her through hooded eyes, not wanting to miss a thing, but when she sucked tip of him into her mouth and tasted the pre-come that had gathered there he closed hid eyes and let the sensation take him. He couldn’t believe it was the Princess, the daughter of such a powerful man as the king he served that had her plump lips wrapped around his cock. He watched her mouth open wider to try and take him all in and her small hand wrapped around the base of his shift where she couldn’t quite reach and squeezed. The feeling was exquisite and he knew if he wanted to fuck her again he need to take back control before he exploded in her mouth. Gordon tangled his fingers in her hair and pulled her up to face him. “Do you want me to fuck you Princess? Or would you like to fuck me; riding my cock and filling your body with it?”

She merely moaned in delight at his words letting her head fall back and he lifted her to her feet as he stood with her. They both shed their clothes, laughing at the strappy top again as her boots joined the pile this time and he pulled her to the large bed that dominated the room. Laying down together they kissed intensely, passionately before Adrienne took change and pushed Gordon onto his back so she could crawl a top of him. She teased herself for a moment rubbing herself along his cock and he groaned softly at the feel of her smooth skin rubbing against him, spreading her slickness. And then she was guiding him inside of her, taking his full length with a soft moan and began to move her hips. She ground into him, lifting up and sliding back down and riding his cock with all the trick she could think of. Gordon’s hands roamed along her body, reaching up to tweak a nipple her and squeeze a hip there, sometimes lifting his hips to meet hers as she rocked her own.

Finally his fingers found her clit and she leaned back a bit still moving, to give him better access and he began to rub her gently, then harder as she cried out, “More!” Her hips and his finger never stopped moving she suddenly she came all over his cock, drenching him in her wetness. He swore softly at the feeling of her tight around him and fairly threw her off his cock to find his way between her soaked thighs. His tongue traced patterns and was by turns gentle and rough and soon she was moaning and lifting her hips for him. Gordon’s hands slid beneath her body, cupping her ass in his hands and drawing her closer to him. He kissed her, his tongue, delving between her lips and she cried out so he did it again harder this time and she pushed against him, her body begging for more. He obliged and suddenly another orgasm rolled through her body like a freight train and she grabbed his hair tugging him up to her for a wild kiss, loving the taste of herself against his lips.

“I don’t know if I want to suck you off or if I want you to fuck me. I just know that I want you,” her voice was soft but harsh. “Well, Princess, I think you’re going to do both and he guided her back down to his cock which she enveloped with her mouth once more and he began to thrust his his hips slowly gently, his soft voice urging her to relax. As she did so, lulled by his voice his cock slid deeper and deeper into her mouth before hitting the back of her throat gently. “Swallow.” Adrienne did and couldn’t help the gush of wetness that hit her pussy as she knew he was in total control here. And then he pulled her away from his cock once more and before flipping her to her back.

Gordon steadied himself above her and smiled, “Ready Princess.” “Yes Sir, please fuck me.” Her words and submissively naughty tone of voice alone were enough to make him even harder, if that was possible and his cock found her wet, twitching pussy. He drove himself into her hard and fast fucking her furiously, using her for his pleasure. She spread her legs wider and lifted her hips for him and he growled, “Good slut.” His words were enough and he felt her come for him one more time. “Oh you like that? You like being a dirty slut, don’t you Princess? Well, that’s what you’re gonna be. My little slut, ready to fuck, suck, and be a good little toy for me.” She was gasping incoherently at his words and only arched her back harder, wanting more of him, wanting him to own her, if only for a moment.

Suddenly, he threw his head back with a wild cry and slammed into her once last time, his come jetting out of him to coat her insides. He pulled away from her and made an impatient motion with his hand. “Clean me.” And his slutty little Princess dove for his cock, tasting the two of them mixed together and moaned around him. He was going to come in her mouth this time and she was going to swallow every drop of it. For now she was his. They both refused to think of the upcoming days where she’d be forced back into a role she hated and he’d become just another guard. Right now there was only this.

Wicked Wednesday 300 – (Escape on the High Seas)

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Gordon couldn’t help but watch the slight wiggle in Adrienne’s ass as she pulled the leather skirt back into place and zipped it up. It made him want to fuck her again. But not now. Now they had to get her to safety. And he quickly led her away from the small room and onto the deck where he led her down a ladder to the small speedboat no one had miraculously noticed trailing the yacht. He started the motor and pulled away slowly. Some distance from the larger boat he opened up the throttle and they took off. Adrienne’s handler never even knew she was gone.

“Where are we going? And who are you really? Why did you rescue me?” Adrienne voice bubbled with questions above the noise of the boat’s engine. Gordon shook his head, laughing as he remembered how much she’d always asked questions before. It seemed that nothing had changed. He neglected to answer her right away as he was more focused on reaching land and safety, but he had nothing to fear as they docked without incident. Gordon led Adrienne through the marina to a waiting car and opened the passenger door for her. “In you go, Princess.” “Don’t call me that,” she hissed, annoyed at having been ignored all the way back to the marina. She wanted answers and this handsome man seemed to be the only one who had them at current.

He slid into the driver’s seat and the car purred to life. “Now, it’s quiet enough for us to really talk I’ll do my best to answer your questions Ms. Impatience.” Adrienne frowned darkly, her temper darkening her blue eyes and making Gordon smile. She was certainly not the same shy girl he remembered that was certain. Normally she’d rarely shown her temper, or any other emotion for that matter, and now here she’d fucked him in nothing but her boots and was being a little hellcat over nothing. “We’re going some place safe. I haven’t determined exactly where that is yet. I’m waiting for a phone call with more information. Second, I believe I told you my name, but I didn’t mention being part of the special forces unit of the Royal Guard. I expect you’d have not come with me otherwise. And I rescued you because you were in danger. That party was an excuse to hide sex trafficking right in public and you were on the chopping block my dear. You’re lucky that no one knew who you really are. You’d have never been let go so easily.”

Adrienne had taken everything in quietly, but the last bit about the trafficking had really gotten her attention. “What about all those other poor people on that yacht? Are they to be auctioned as sex slaves too?” “Not all of them, but some. And before you start on about saving them all, know that I couldn’t have done that even with a police force full of people. As it was I wasn’t sure I’d be able to get to you so easily. I lucked out with your…attendant being so lax.” “Liam? Liam was behind this? That no good son of a bitch! I wondered why he wanted to go to some fancy sex party like that. He’d never shown much interest before. I should’ve known he was a scumbag, but I just wanted someone to be close to after being alone for so long.” Gordon sighed softly, running his fingers though chocolate colored hair. “You should’ve stayed Adrienne. You wouldn’t have been alone.” “No, instead I’d have been pressured to marry some random man that I couldn’t stand rather than being allowed my own choice. Just like I was never allowed to make choices about anything else. Having your every decision made for you gets old. So I left to make my own. Maybe they weren’t perfect, but I think I did alright. I have a job and friends and a decent place to live. Wait a minute; what about my life? Don’t I get a say in this?” And the young woman swore softly before a tiny tear slid down her cheek. Back to captivity after all.

After a long drive Gordon pulled into the driveway of a small house and led Adrienne inside. She was angry again, but sad as well, at the thought of giving up everything she’d made for herself. “We’ll stay here overnight but then we have to move on. Your…Liam will start looking for you and I’ve no doubt he has acquaintances that will be looking for you as well. We need to get you out of the city.” “Then why don’t we leave now if I’m in so much danger?” “Because, Princess, I need a rest. I’ve been looking for you for days. And I suggest that you try to rest as well.”

Adrienne frowned again clearly not happy with everything that was going on and looked at Gordon, “Can’t you just let me live my life and tell everyone you couldn’t find me? Please?” Her voice broke and tears threatened to trail down her cheeks once more. He sighed again and looked at her. “You know I can’t do that.”

At his words, her tears did begin to fall and he frowned before stepping in and pulling her close to him, almost surprised that she let him near and she began to sob, her face buried against his shoulder. The small helpless noises eventually subsided and she pulled back to look up at him. “I’m sorry. I just don’t want to go back. And if you take me back I’ll leave again. I can’t stay there Gordon. I just can’t.” Adrienne looked so helpless that he felt sorry for her and he dared to tilt her head up and kiss her ever so gently. “I’ll do what I can to make this easier Adrienne, but you can’t run away from your responsibilities forever.” “I have a new set of responsibilities now damn it! I’m not who I used to be!” “But you are still a Princess. And that comes with duties as well.” And despite his resolve, Gordon kissed her again, more firmly this time, and she pressed against him her hands resting on his strong shoulders. She broke the kiss and looked at him. “Please help me forget this all? Even just for a little while?” Gordon studied her face closely for a long moment and then swung her up into his arms, holding her close to him and striding towards the bedroom.

Moments later the harsh sounds of hand upon flesh echoed through the empty house accompanied by small noises of half pleasure half pain. Gordon was glad he was getting to do this; he’d wanted to do it earlier and now she needed it as much as he wanted it. Neither of them knew that this would be the beginning of something that would threaten to consume them both.



Devon’s lips trailed hot across his lover’s skin before he bit down gently, just hard enough to leave a mark. They were tangled together in sweaty bodies and a pile of blankets and as they found one another’s lips, the room seemed to electrify itself with their desire. Soon the blankets had been kicked away and the press of their bodies together kept them warm.

He ran his hands down Andrew’s back, grabbing him at the hips and jerking him closer. They both moaned at the feeling of being so close together and Andrew’s hips thrust against Devon making him moan softly at the contact although they never broke the kisses they were sharing. Hands touched and roamed and skimmed across skin. Finally as their desire reaching a breaking point Andrew pulled away from Devon to grab the lube and coated both his hands and Devon’s cock.

Andrew’s fingers closed around his own cock as he grabbed Devon’s and began to stroke them both off watching his partner who stared back at him, his eyes dark with pleasure. They stayed here in this world they’d created for themselves both relishing the sensations that they felt. Finally Devon reached his breaking point and his own hands joined in as well. The men worked in tandem, their gazes never wavering as soft sighs and moans escaped them. Andrew leaned forward and Devon met him for a kiss. The two slid closer and Devon wrapped both hands around his and Andrew’s cocks, pulling them together. This made both men moan simultaneously.

They stayed like this, Devon sliding his hands along their cocks slowly for several minutes, leaning forward to share kisses, as Andrew’s hands roamed across Devon’s skin. Andrew pinched a nipple and Devon hissed with pleasure as Andrew reached out for the other one. Devon gave a squeeze as he felt both nipples being pinched at the same time and the pace of his hands increased. Andrew’s head fell back at this, as Devon’s name escaped his lips. “I need you.”

Andrew pulled free from Devon’s grasp, and leaned forward to kiss him once more before adjusting so he could wrap his plump lips around Devon’s cock. This made Devon moan as Andrew sucked at him hard at first and then became gentler, his head bobbing slowly up and down as he used his tongue to work across all the most sensitive spots. Devon stroked Andrew’s hair and pulled him carefully up and down along his cock for a moment before letting Andrew resume control of his motions. The hair pulling had made Andrew harder and he reached down for his own cock, trying to shift so he could suck Devon and let him watch the effect he was having on him. Devon smiled at Andrew’s squirming and watched him settle into position. He could watch his lover get himself off at the same time he was getting off and the sight only turned Devon on more. His hips thrust forward into Andrew’s mouth uncontrollably and Andrew reveled in the feeling rubbing himself faster. He wanted to taste Devon just as badly as he wanted his own orgasm.

It became a race to see who would get there first. Andrew sucking Devon’s cock or stroking his own and they both knew that, in the end, they both would win. Devon alternated his gaze between Andrew’s head between his legs and his hand on his cock and moaned again. “So good, Drew. Don’t stop.” The tone of Devon’s voice told Andrew he was close and he redoubled his effort licking and sucking and even nibbling at Devon’s cock. He loved the taste of him, the sheer maleness that belonged only to Devon. He moaned around Devon’s cock and the vibrations were almost too much to bear. Devon began to thrust against Andrew holding his head still with his hand pulling his hair, harder than he had before as he saw Andrew’s hand quicken its movements.

The two men moaned in concert and the vibrations from Andrew’s mouth to Devon’s cock were too much this time and Devon threw his head back with a sound of pleasure as he shot his come into Andrew’s waiting mouth. Andrew purred in delight making Devon twitch and suddenly Andrew was coming as well, covering his hand and even getting a bit on his chest. S he pulled away from Devon with a soft popping noise both men shared a smile before Devon leaned forward and ran his tongue along Andrew’s chest.