all the way around, using a very wet tongue, and wriggled the tip at the opening. It wasn’t much different from doing it to a female, though it was missing the tang of pussy juice that normally dripped into to that area. In fact, this patron’s was cleaner than many women he’d encountered before.
The patron groaned and squirmed on Roth’s face. “Oh fuck... He’s good at this.” He rose from Roth’s chest. “Okay, that’s enough of that.”
Fox spoke from his corner. “I have oil, should you care for it.”
“Oh, yes! Thank you!” The patron stepped away, then returned. Fabric rustled. A wet, slippery hand closed tight around Roth’s cock.
He gasped and bucked up hard into it.
“So enthusiastic...” He slathered his oil-slicked hand all the way down Roth’s cock, then up and over the crown. “Oh he’s going to be a nice ride, I can tell.”
“Just be aware that he’s very strong.”
The patron withdrew his hand. “I’m counting on it.” He straddled Roth’s hips, knelt, and set one palm on Roth’s chest. His other hand closed around Roth’s cock. “Now take it easy at first. Let me get on you then you can fuck me as hard as you like.”
Roth stiffened. I’m fucking him ?
Holding Roth’s cock in place, the patron lowered himself down to press against the tip of his cock. The man’s body opened and practically sucked him within.
Roth gasped; heat, and slick tightness. He pushed upward slowly, seeking more.
The patron pressed downward, his butt coming in contact with Roth’s hips, and groaned. “Good... So good...!” Pressing both palms on Roth’s chest, he set his knees down on the mattress on either side of Roth’s hips. He leaned back, setting one palm then the other, on Roth’s thighs, and seating himself fully. “Yes...”
Roth rolled his hips in reply. Friction... Delicious slick, hot, friction, exactly where he needed it. He sighed out a voiceless groan of pleasure.
The patron levered himself up, withdrawing partway from Roth’s cock, then sat back down, sliding his cock back in.
Roth obligingly thrust upward to meet him.
The patron choked. “Oh yes, exactly right. More!” He rose back up and came down a little harder, then again and again, until he was riding Roth’s cock fast. His moans of enjoyment gained in volume.
Roth pumped up to meet him. Unable to see anything, it was easy to imagine that a woman was seated atop him riding out her enjoyment. He had many memories to choose from, yet, he found himself wondering how Fox would look when riding him. Would he throw his head back and toss all that long black hair? Would his muscles gleam with sweat? Would his mouth strain open to moan out his pleasure?
Climax surged, tightening in his balls. He thrust hard and fast, fighting the ring that bound him. Almost there...! He panted for breath while thrusting in desperation. Climax peaked, his balls tightened... His body surged upward and held, taut as steel wire.
The patron shuddered violently. “Oh shit... Oh fuck!” He ground down hard on Roth’s rigid cock, his fingers clawing Roth’s thighs. “Ah...!” Hot, thick wetness spattered Roth’s chest and belly.
Roth’s climax receded, driven back by the tight ring around the base of his cock. He collapsed, gasping and writhed in frustrated defeat.
The patron collapsed on top of him, panting, sweaty, and sticky with smeared cum. “Oh fuck, that was good.” He pressed a kiss to Roth’s damp cheek. “Thank you, handsome.”
Fox rustled in his corner. “I’m glad he pleased you.”
The patron rose from his seat. “Fuck yes, he pleased me, but he looks a bit...uncomfortable.” His finger tapped the tip of Roth’s cock.
The light touch practically burned. Roth hissed and twisted. He was more than a little sensitive.
Fox’s robes whispered closer. “You may release him if that is your desire. If not, I will see to his needs afterwards.”
The patron walked toward Roth’s head. “I’d like to
The patron groaned and squirmed on Roth’s face. “Oh fuck... He’s good at this.” He rose from Roth’s chest. “Okay, that’s enough of that.”
Fox spoke from his corner. “I have oil, should you care for it.”
“Oh, yes! Thank you!” The patron stepped away, then returned. Fabric rustled. A wet, slippery hand closed tight around Roth’s cock.
He gasped and bucked up hard into it.
“So enthusiastic...” He slathered his oil-slicked hand all the way down Roth’s cock, then up and over the crown. “Oh he’s going to be a nice ride, I can tell.”
“Just be aware that he’s very strong.”
The patron withdrew his hand. “I’m counting on it.” He straddled Roth’s hips, knelt, and set one palm on Roth’s chest. His other hand closed around Roth’s cock. “Now take it easy at first. Let me get on you then you can fuck me as hard as you like.”
Roth stiffened. I’m fucking him ?
Holding Roth’s cock in place, the patron lowered himself down to press against the tip of his cock. The man’s body opened and practically sucked him within.
Roth gasped; heat, and slick tightness. He pushed upward slowly, seeking more.
The patron pressed downward, his butt coming in contact with Roth’s hips, and groaned. “Good... So good...!” Pressing both palms on Roth’s chest, he set his knees down on the mattress on either side of Roth’s hips. He leaned back, setting one palm then the other, on Roth’s thighs, and seating himself fully. “Yes...”
Roth rolled his hips in reply. Friction... Delicious slick, hot, friction, exactly where he needed it. He sighed out a voiceless groan of pleasure.
The patron levered himself up, withdrawing partway from Roth’s cock, then sat back down, sliding his cock back in.
Roth obligingly thrust upward to meet him.
The patron choked. “Oh yes, exactly right. More!” He rose back up and came down a little harder, then again and again, until he was riding Roth’s cock fast. His moans of enjoyment gained in volume.
Roth pumped up to meet him. Unable to see anything, it was easy to imagine that a woman was seated atop him riding out her enjoyment. He had many memories to choose from, yet, he found himself wondering how Fox would look when riding him. Would he throw his head back and toss all that long black hair? Would his muscles gleam with sweat? Would his mouth strain open to moan out his pleasure?
Climax surged, tightening in his balls. He thrust hard and fast, fighting the ring that bound him. Almost there...! He panted for breath while thrusting in desperation. Climax peaked, his balls tightened... His body surged upward and held, taut as steel wire.
The patron shuddered violently. “Oh shit... Oh fuck!” He ground down hard on Roth’s rigid cock, his fingers clawing Roth’s thighs. “Ah...!” Hot, thick wetness spattered Roth’s chest and belly.
Roth’s climax receded, driven back by the tight ring around the base of his cock. He collapsed, gasping and writhed in frustrated defeat.
The patron collapsed on top of him, panting, sweaty, and sticky with smeared cum. “Oh fuck, that was good.” He pressed a kiss to Roth’s damp cheek. “Thank you, handsome.”
Fox rustled in his corner. “I’m glad he pleased you.”
The patron rose from his seat. “Fuck yes, he pleased me, but he looks a bit...uncomfortable.” His finger tapped the tip of Roth’s cock.
The light touch practically burned. Roth hissed and twisted. He was more than a little sensitive.
Fox’s robes whispered closer. “You may release him if that is your desire. If not, I will see to his needs afterwards.”
The patron walked toward Roth’s head. “I’d like to
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