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him of raw oysters with a bump of lime zest. Odis didn’t have the gritty bitterness that Nathan’d had.
Bobby ran his tongue across the tip again, pushing against the foreskin fold and exposing a little more of the head. He licked again. He felt the shiver in Odis’s legs. Bobby found the flavor quite appealing. A tiny hint like Roquefort hid in the masculine musk. He manipulated the foreskin with his tongue again and another shake vibrated through Odis’s legs.
“What are you doin’ to me, boy?” Odis replied as he gazed down. The look of satisfaction on Bobby’s face seemed to ignite Odis’s core even more. That new itch he felt became more demanding.
“Are you complaining?” Bobby teased before he used his tongue again.
Odis gazed down at Bobby and said, “Nope.” Desire lessened his fear as he contemplated his new itch. He didn’t see any animal hunger or hints of aggression there in Bobby’s face, just a playful desire. Odis hadn’t seen any indication that Bobby wasn’t gentle. Maybe he could trust him.
Bobby nearly whimpered when Odis scooted back, removing his cock from reach. He wanted to latch on to that cock with his mouth and feel Odis squirm above him as he sucked it dry. But Bobby restrained himself, letting Odis set the pace. “Where you going?” he asked, trying not to sound disappointed.
“Not far.” Odis nudged farther back until he was sitting on Bobby’s hips and feeling Bobby’s dick pushing against the cleft of his ass. He raised the bottom of Bobby’s T-shirt to reveal his stomach before leaning forward and pushing his dick into the newly clipped hairs of Bobby’s stomach. He winced. “Ow, kinda stubbly.”
“Maybe I shouldn’t have trimmed,” Bobby apologized.
Odis shifted his attention. He widened his legs a little bit, opening the cleft of his ass and leaning back, trapping Bobby’s dick within the fleshy vise. He looked at Bobby again while feeling that demanding itch in his core.
Bobby wore a look of concern. He sensed where Odis was heading. If this was Odis’s first time, they would need some preparation. “No, you shouldn’t—”
“Yes, I should,” Odis declared as he reached his hands back and spread his cheeks wider, trapping Bobby’s dick tighter. He bent forward slightly and raised his rear, stroking Bobby’s clenched dick.
“Aaah,” Bobby moaned. This was an unusual sensation, with only the sides and top of his cock feeling the pressure and movement of Odis’s flesh. The more sensitive lower side and cockhead felt exposed and unused as Odis worked slowly up and down.
Odis leaned a bit more and took hold of Bobby’s hands as he stroked a little faster with his ass. He wanted to give in to what he’d long denied himself and feel Bobby inside him.
Bobby moaned again. The pressure was still only on the sides of his cock. The underside and head of his cock grew desperate for attention. He could almost feel the nerves getting more sensitive, reaching out for any sensations. “No, you shouldn’t,” he tried to argue again.
Odis continued the stroking motion. He reveled in the novelty of a swollen dick so near his itching opening. Maybe he shouldn’t, but he was going to anyway.
Bobby felt his cock going into a frenzy. The exposed areas were screaming for attention now in an almost painful way. The nerves struggled to find any touch, any sensation. Bobby tried to raise his hands, but Odis kept them pinned down. “Please, no….”
“Yes,” Odis replied, lost in some blissful place and not really aware of Bobby’s struggle. He arched his back and angled forward.
“Don’t,” Bobby said more forcefully. He certainly had no objections if Odis wanted to bottom, but he didn’t want the man to hurt himself. Lacking in experience, Odis would need a better position, good lubrication, some stretching, and guiding instruction.
Odis raised his right hand and spit into it before closing his eyes.
“No!” Bobby gasped as he wiggled under Odis, trying to
Bobby ran his tongue across the tip again, pushing against the foreskin fold and exposing a little more of the head. He licked again. He felt the shiver in Odis’s legs. Bobby found the flavor quite appealing. A tiny hint like Roquefort hid in the masculine musk. He manipulated the foreskin with his tongue again and another shake vibrated through Odis’s legs.
“What are you doin’ to me, boy?” Odis replied as he gazed down. The look of satisfaction on Bobby’s face seemed to ignite Odis’s core even more. That new itch he felt became more demanding.
“Are you complaining?” Bobby teased before he used his tongue again.
Odis gazed down at Bobby and said, “Nope.” Desire lessened his fear as he contemplated his new itch. He didn’t see any animal hunger or hints of aggression there in Bobby’s face, just a playful desire. Odis hadn’t seen any indication that Bobby wasn’t gentle. Maybe he could trust him.
Bobby nearly whimpered when Odis scooted back, removing his cock from reach. He wanted to latch on to that cock with his mouth and feel Odis squirm above him as he sucked it dry. But Bobby restrained himself, letting Odis set the pace. “Where you going?” he asked, trying not to sound disappointed.
“Not far.” Odis nudged farther back until he was sitting on Bobby’s hips and feeling Bobby’s dick pushing against the cleft of his ass. He raised the bottom of Bobby’s T-shirt to reveal his stomach before leaning forward and pushing his dick into the newly clipped hairs of Bobby’s stomach. He winced. “Ow, kinda stubbly.”
“Maybe I shouldn’t have trimmed,” Bobby apologized.
Odis shifted his attention. He widened his legs a little bit, opening the cleft of his ass and leaning back, trapping Bobby’s dick within the fleshy vise. He looked at Bobby again while feeling that demanding itch in his core.
Bobby wore a look of concern. He sensed where Odis was heading. If this was Odis’s first time, they would need some preparation. “No, you shouldn’t—”
“Yes, I should,” Odis declared as he reached his hands back and spread his cheeks wider, trapping Bobby’s dick tighter. He bent forward slightly and raised his rear, stroking Bobby’s clenched dick.
“Aaah,” Bobby moaned. This was an unusual sensation, with only the sides and top of his cock feeling the pressure and movement of Odis’s flesh. The more sensitive lower side and cockhead felt exposed and unused as Odis worked slowly up and down.
Odis leaned a bit more and took hold of Bobby’s hands as he stroked a little faster with his ass. He wanted to give in to what he’d long denied himself and feel Bobby inside him.
Bobby moaned again. The pressure was still only on the sides of his cock. The underside and head of his cock grew desperate for attention. He could almost feel the nerves getting more sensitive, reaching out for any sensations. “No, you shouldn’t,” he tried to argue again.
Odis continued the stroking motion. He reveled in the novelty of a swollen dick so near his itching opening. Maybe he shouldn’t, but he was going to anyway.
Bobby felt his cock going into a frenzy. The exposed areas were screaming for attention now in an almost painful way. The nerves struggled to find any touch, any sensation. Bobby tried to raise his hands, but Odis kept them pinned down. “Please, no….”
“Yes,” Odis replied, lost in some blissful place and not really aware of Bobby’s struggle. He arched his back and angled forward.
“Don’t,” Bobby said more forcefully. He certainly had no objections if Odis wanted to bottom, but he didn’t want the man to hurt himself. Lacking in experience, Odis would need a better position, good lubrication, some stretching, and guiding instruction.
Odis raised his right hand and spit into it before closing his eyes.
“No!” Bobby gasped as he wiggled under Odis, trying to
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