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Asher's Finite Dream
Date: 9/20/2023, Categories: Fiction Anal Blowjob Consensual Sex Fan fiction, Gay Oral Sex Violence Author: Mallowtits, Source: sexstories.com
... he removes the prized loot from Asher's grasp, before lifting the garment clear over his dark-haired companion, revealing the porcelain body, clad in just a small pair of snuggly fitting black briefs, a MF LARGE dark bulge complimenting the view. Asher watched him attentively. “Now what?” Blaze grinned. “Now this~” Asher CONTINUED to watch as Blaze freed the now slightly throbbing member from it's dark confines, before lowering his head, and engulfing his dick within the light void abode of his steaming mouth. “What's-.. ANY of this got to do with any-!” Suddenly Asher embraced his rambunctious lover's golden locks, as the sharp toothed man teased and nibbled softly at the tip, before slipping the skin back fully; revealing the sweet sensitive flesh beneath, and engorging himself on the first few inches once more. “Everything.” Asher attempted to brace himself, but his vulnerability lie bare regardless. “You're inside me Ash...” he smiles at his side-eyeing partner, // // “again...” // // With ample assistance, Asher's member slipped down Blaze's throat, causing them both to choke a tad. Blaze returned, his smile even deeper-set. “I mean, at THIS point? That's gotta be closer than close...” “Blaze...” Blaze's mouth filled with saliva, which he then aptly applied to the quivering dick in his hand. Asher's body burned feverishly from head to toe. // // “Still here.” // // “Shut ...
... up!” // // Blaze happily obliged as Asher ripped himself from the blonde's mouth, partially to stop himself from climax, mostly to keep himself from falling fully for the “still here,” nonsense. So what if the idiot was still present after taking his dick down his throat? Did that really mean he'd be here for much longer..? // // 'Right?' // // He couldn't be sure. Asher sat up, his nihilistic thoughts coming and going as he remained breathless, twitchy; his heart throbbing. Blaze offered his signature shit-grin as Asher averted his eyes, knowing better than to meet that of his cheesing, determined and equally throbbing partner. “Blaze...” “Yes...?” Asher, finally, peers from a level almost unattainable for the slightly younger dwelling mate. “What... do you want to do...?” Blaze grins once more, casually dodging the tense gaze. “Whatever you wa-aH!” Before Blaze could react, Asher had his arms around the back of the Non-President, pulling him down on to the bed, near, and partially in. “I want...” Asher's dark eyes shifted from the window, to the semi-anxious, endless blue pools peering down at him. “...you.” Blaze readied himself at the entrance of his comrade, grinning. “Well then...” His lips met Asher's ear. “Take it.” “Blaze SHUT U-AH!” // // They were one once more. // // “I think I'm even closer than before...” 'Still here!' The raven haired man's own mind replayed the thought with every ...