Shouichi's eyes slipped close as he felt Byakuran lick at his cheeks. With the man's hands holding his ass so tightly, there was little he could do but let him thrust into him repeatedly. Not that he had any brain cells left to do much else. Each thrust hit his prostate perfectly, creating white explosions behind his closed eyelids.
"Haa...haa..."
Shouichi shuddered violently after one particular thrust, and his hands relaxed from their deathgrip around Byakuran's shoulders. They slid down the man's chest to his stomach, and then between their legs where their bodies met. His fingers brushed Byakuran's cock briefly when it slid out of him, before wrapping around his own.
"I'm...nnnn...close," he rasped out, twisting his hands and jerking himself off, trying to find a rhythm that would match Byakuran's movements inside him.
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Date: 2012-04-05 02:22 am (UTC)"Haa...haa..."
Shouichi shuddered violently after one particular thrust, and his hands relaxed from their deathgrip around Byakuran's shoulders. They slid down the man's chest to his stomach, and then between their legs where their bodies met. His fingers brushed Byakuran's cock briefly when it slid out of him, before wrapping around his own.
"I'm...nnnn...close," he rasped out, twisting his hands and jerking himself off, trying to find a rhythm that would match Byakuran's movements inside him.