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loudly, brushing the head of his prick along the pronounced cheekbone with each upward move of his thick fist.
“You still hungry?” he growled, lust burning in his eyes.
“Yes please!” James looked up at him, simply hypnotized and turned his head to lick the salty skin on the penises’ head. In this one moment, he felt he could do it forever. Gaze locked with his, Ira hissed, apparently struggling for control as he drew back with his hips just enough to allow him more access to his privates.
“Suck it!” he commanded impatiently, tightening his grip on James’ hair. He seemed so powerful like this.
“Tell me about your first,” asked James, before he opened his mouth, ready to take the stiff cock deep inside like the men in the pictures. Pleasuring Ira was such a wonderful feeling, as if he always belonged on his knees, in front of a man. He didn’t really care anymore if he was being degraded or if he was embarrassed. It only mattered that they both wanted this there and then. He sucked hard and moaned in a deep nasal tone, with his hands on the sailor's thighs.
“Oh shit!” hissed Ira, throwing his head back while his whole body tensed beneath the other man’s touch. “Such a hungry, hungry mouth...” he breathed, taking a moment to compose himself and look down again. “I was fourteen... and he sucked me in St. James’ park... drank me to the last drop... such a cumslut the old man was...” Ira’s breath was coming in sharp gasps, as he forced his partner to lift his face a bit and started to thrust into his mouth cautiously. “Now look at me, boy,” he gasped, his eyes dark and needy, “Fancy that ‘ot meat down your throat... do ya?” he mumbled, closing his eyelids for a split second.
James looked up slowly, taking his time to admire the strong belly in front of him. His eyes watered as the penis was reaching his throat but he didn’t flinch, eager to please. And the story Ira told him... Oh... that sounded like something he’d like to do. Suck him off to the last drop. The penis pulsed in his mouth and the smell radiating from the other man’s crotch made his stomach flutter: it was musky and extremely masculine. Ira gave him time to adjust to the pressure and drew back every other time to allow him to breathe freely, but the pace and strength of his thrusts increased bit by bit and soon, he was fucking the aristocrat’s hungry mouth with abandon. James’ head was spinning at the teasing touch of his partner’s pubic hair, the taste of raw flesh on his tongue as the fat cock entered him over and over, with Ira’s scrotum slapping against his chin. The younger man’s moans only made him more ready to come and James’ soft fingers kept running up and down his thighs, feeling their firmness. He felt owned by Ira, a commoner, who was now his master.
From the deep, guttural noises the other man was making above him, he knew he was close and suddenly, Ira withdrew rapidly, strengthening the hold on his hair even more. “Open up wide!” he demanded, jerking himself off in a rapid rhythm. James immediately complied and his partner moved closer, the tip of his dick bumping into the sides of his mouth until it finally began to spill. “Oh fuck!” hissed Ira heavily as thick spurts of cum hit the inside of his companion’s mouth. “Drink it up, boy! You know you need it!”
Some of the sperm dribbled down James’ chin and landed on his torso, but he swallowed most of it eagerly, panting and looking at Ira like he was some kind of revelation. "Delicious. Sticky and sweet," he whispered with passion.
“Oh God!” the older man breathed, knocking him down to the mattress and enforcing a savage kiss. He sucked on his tongue, grabbing the other man’s erect penis and pumping it urgently. “You’re so fucking incredible!” Ira gasped, sliding down and onto the floor as he took James’ hips in a bruising grip and swallowed his aching cock in one go.
“Fuck!” James groaned
“You still hungry?” he growled, lust burning in his eyes.
“Yes please!” James looked up at him, simply hypnotized and turned his head to lick the salty skin on the penises’ head. In this one moment, he felt he could do it forever. Gaze locked with his, Ira hissed, apparently struggling for control as he drew back with his hips just enough to allow him more access to his privates.
“Suck it!” he commanded impatiently, tightening his grip on James’ hair. He seemed so powerful like this.
“Tell me about your first,” asked James, before he opened his mouth, ready to take the stiff cock deep inside like the men in the pictures. Pleasuring Ira was such a wonderful feeling, as if he always belonged on his knees, in front of a man. He didn’t really care anymore if he was being degraded or if he was embarrassed. It only mattered that they both wanted this there and then. He sucked hard and moaned in a deep nasal tone, with his hands on the sailor's thighs.
“Oh shit!” hissed Ira, throwing his head back while his whole body tensed beneath the other man’s touch. “Such a hungry, hungry mouth...” he breathed, taking a moment to compose himself and look down again. “I was fourteen... and he sucked me in St. James’ park... drank me to the last drop... such a cumslut the old man was...” Ira’s breath was coming in sharp gasps, as he forced his partner to lift his face a bit and started to thrust into his mouth cautiously. “Now look at me, boy,” he gasped, his eyes dark and needy, “Fancy that ‘ot meat down your throat... do ya?” he mumbled, closing his eyelids for a split second.
James looked up slowly, taking his time to admire the strong belly in front of him. His eyes watered as the penis was reaching his throat but he didn’t flinch, eager to please. And the story Ira told him... Oh... that sounded like something he’d like to do. Suck him off to the last drop. The penis pulsed in his mouth and the smell radiating from the other man’s crotch made his stomach flutter: it was musky and extremely masculine. Ira gave him time to adjust to the pressure and drew back every other time to allow him to breathe freely, but the pace and strength of his thrusts increased bit by bit and soon, he was fucking the aristocrat’s hungry mouth with abandon. James’ head was spinning at the teasing touch of his partner’s pubic hair, the taste of raw flesh on his tongue as the fat cock entered him over and over, with Ira’s scrotum slapping against his chin. The younger man’s moans only made him more ready to come and James’ soft fingers kept running up and down his thighs, feeling their firmness. He felt owned by Ira, a commoner, who was now his master.
From the deep, guttural noises the other man was making above him, he knew he was close and suddenly, Ira withdrew rapidly, strengthening the hold on his hair even more. “Open up wide!” he demanded, jerking himself off in a rapid rhythm. James immediately complied and his partner moved closer, the tip of his dick bumping into the sides of his mouth until it finally began to spill. “Oh fuck!” hissed Ira heavily as thick spurts of cum hit the inside of his companion’s mouth. “Drink it up, boy! You know you need it!”
Some of the sperm dribbled down James’ chin and landed on his torso, but he swallowed most of it eagerly, panting and looking at Ira like he was some kind of revelation. "Delicious. Sticky and sweet," he whispered with passion.
“Oh God!” the older man breathed, knocking him down to the mattress and enforcing a savage kiss. He sucked on his tongue, grabbing the other man’s erect penis and pumping it urgently. “You’re so fucking incredible!” Ira gasped, sliding down and onto the floor as he took James’ hips in a bruising grip and swallowed his aching cock in one go.
“Fuck!” James groaned
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