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he murmured. “ So silky over that hard cock. ” Before Paul could answer, Carlo took his lips again, caressed Paul ’ s tongue with his.
Each passing second, Carlo ’ s kisses grew wilder as he slid down to his knees. He lifted away from his kiss and panted. His hot breath passed over Paul ’ s skin. Paul slipped his fingers into Carlo ’ s hair and sifted the length of it between his fingers. “ I love your hair , too, ” Paul said, chest heaving.
Carlo grinned. Without speaking, he tugged down Paul ’ s jeans and boxers. Paul felt his cheeks heat. Damn, he was blushing! His freed cock stood straight up in a slight curve from his body. Carlo stared. His tongue came out and slid across his full soft lips. “ Like I said before, well hung. ”
Paul laughed. Carlo ’ s praise helped melt away more of his nervousness. “ Thanks. ” He hitched a breath as Carlo wrapped his hand around his cock and stroked it.
“ You feel sooo good, ” Carlo crooned. He leaned forward and took the head of Paul ’ s cock into his mouth.
Paul lifted his head and watched. Sparks of heat danced on his skin every inch that Carlo engulfed in the moist heat of his mouth. Carlo feathered his tongue along Paul ’ s shaft. His dark head bobbed as he took Paul in and then slid back. Paul ’ s fingers remained in Carlo ’ s hair. He couldn ’ t believe this was happening to him; couldn ’ t have ever imagined Carlo on his knees, sucking his cock.
Carlo ’ s hand stole downward, slipped between Paul ’ s butt cheeks. Paul hitched another breath as Carlo caressed his tight hole with that same expert touch. He spread his thighs wider for Carlo , and Carlo pushed a finger inside him. Carlo filled his hole gently, spread him open with soft but insistent tugs. The pleasure was incredible , and Paul moaned. He couldn ’ t think at all. His mind, like his body from Carlo ’ s licks and strokes, was jelly, completely under Carlo ’ s control. Whatever Carlo wanted to do to him, he could.
Carlo sucked Paul ’ s cock for what seemed a long time. Paul made himself hold back, even though Carlo ’ s masterful tongue and lips kept bringing him to the edge. Bit by bit, Paul ’ s shyness completely slipped away. Carlo was coaxing him to a frenzy. He slid his hands from Carlo ’ s hair to his strong shoulders.
Several tugs , and Carlo let Paul ’ s cock slip from his mouth. He looked up, large dark eyes full of lust, lips gleaming. “ What is it, Paulito? Am I hurting you? ”
Paul shook his head. He ’ d always been shy about asking for what he wanted. Now, the thing he wanted most was within his grasp and shyness grabbed his words. He pulled again on Carlo ’ s shoulders.
A grin spread across Carlo ’ s sexy lips. He rose up onto his knees. Paul leaned over and pushed Carlo ’ s already loose jeans down his tapered hips and sloping thighs, strong from years of playing soccer.
Carlo ’ s erection sprang free. The thick shaft bobbed close to Paul ’ s mouth , and a drop of pre-cum glistened at the tiny opening. Feeling bolder now, Paul reached out, wrapped his hand lightly around Carlo ’ s delicious, caramel-hued cock and leaned over. He slid the tip of his tongue gingerly across the lobes of the plump head and licked up the tiny salty droplet.
Carlo groaned and pushed his hips forward. One hand slid through Paul ’ s hair, just long enough on top for Carlo to curl his fingers into. “ Paulito, ” he whispered.
Encouraged, Paul took the whole head in. Carlo ’ s answering groan urged him to take the shaft in deeper. As deep as he could. His lips bumped over the small veins , and Carlo ’ s musky flavor filled Paul ’ s senses. Carlo was as delicious as Paul had always imagined he ’ d be. With his other hand , he palmed the heavy sac of Carlo ’ s balls. Carlo groaned again and tightened his fingers in Paul ’ s hair. Paul tightened his lips and sucked Carlo more. He bobbed his head up and down, faster and faster ,
Each passing second, Carlo ’ s kisses grew wilder as he slid down to his knees. He lifted away from his kiss and panted. His hot breath passed over Paul ’ s skin. Paul slipped his fingers into Carlo ’ s hair and sifted the length of it between his fingers. “ I love your hair , too, ” Paul said, chest heaving.
Carlo grinned. Without speaking, he tugged down Paul ’ s jeans and boxers. Paul felt his cheeks heat. Damn, he was blushing! His freed cock stood straight up in a slight curve from his body. Carlo stared. His tongue came out and slid across his full soft lips. “ Like I said before, well hung. ”
Paul laughed. Carlo ’ s praise helped melt away more of his nervousness. “ Thanks. ” He hitched a breath as Carlo wrapped his hand around his cock and stroked it.
“ You feel sooo good, ” Carlo crooned. He leaned forward and took the head of Paul ’ s cock into his mouth.
Paul lifted his head and watched. Sparks of heat danced on his skin every inch that Carlo engulfed in the moist heat of his mouth. Carlo feathered his tongue along Paul ’ s shaft. His dark head bobbed as he took Paul in and then slid back. Paul ’ s fingers remained in Carlo ’ s hair. He couldn ’ t believe this was happening to him; couldn ’ t have ever imagined Carlo on his knees, sucking his cock.
Carlo ’ s hand stole downward, slipped between Paul ’ s butt cheeks. Paul hitched another breath as Carlo caressed his tight hole with that same expert touch. He spread his thighs wider for Carlo , and Carlo pushed a finger inside him. Carlo filled his hole gently, spread him open with soft but insistent tugs. The pleasure was incredible , and Paul moaned. He couldn ’ t think at all. His mind, like his body from Carlo ’ s licks and strokes, was jelly, completely under Carlo ’ s control. Whatever Carlo wanted to do to him, he could.
Carlo sucked Paul ’ s cock for what seemed a long time. Paul made himself hold back, even though Carlo ’ s masterful tongue and lips kept bringing him to the edge. Bit by bit, Paul ’ s shyness completely slipped away. Carlo was coaxing him to a frenzy. He slid his hands from Carlo ’ s hair to his strong shoulders.
Several tugs , and Carlo let Paul ’ s cock slip from his mouth. He looked up, large dark eyes full of lust, lips gleaming. “ What is it, Paulito? Am I hurting you? ”
Paul shook his head. He ’ d always been shy about asking for what he wanted. Now, the thing he wanted most was within his grasp and shyness grabbed his words. He pulled again on Carlo ’ s shoulders.
A grin spread across Carlo ’ s sexy lips. He rose up onto his knees. Paul leaned over and pushed Carlo ’ s already loose jeans down his tapered hips and sloping thighs, strong from years of playing soccer.
Carlo ’ s erection sprang free. The thick shaft bobbed close to Paul ’ s mouth , and a drop of pre-cum glistened at the tiny opening. Feeling bolder now, Paul reached out, wrapped his hand lightly around Carlo ’ s delicious, caramel-hued cock and leaned over. He slid the tip of his tongue gingerly across the lobes of the plump head and licked up the tiny salty droplet.
Carlo groaned and pushed his hips forward. One hand slid through Paul ’ s hair, just long enough on top for Carlo to curl his fingers into. “ Paulito, ” he whispered.
Encouraged, Paul took the whole head in. Carlo ’ s answering groan urged him to take the shaft in deeper. As deep as he could. His lips bumped over the small veins , and Carlo ’ s musky flavor filled Paul ’ s senses. Carlo was as delicious as Paul had always imagined he ’ d be. With his other hand , he palmed the heavy sac of Carlo ’ s balls. Carlo groaned again and tightened his fingers in Paul ’ s hair. Paul tightened his lips and sucked Carlo more. He bobbed his head up and down, faster and faster ,
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