He wants him. So much. But not yet, because there's time and once he's in him he won't be able to pull away again, he knows it. And he wants to play first.
So he slides back down his body, biting his way down, leaving a trail of red marks down his skin - nowhere near breaking it but firm all the same. And his hand doesn't stop tugging at him...it only stops when he closes his mouth back over his erection with a moan, because he loves it when he's straining and writhing like this.
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He wants him. So much. But not yet, because there's time and once he's in him he won't be able to pull away again, he knows it. And he wants to play first.
So he slides back down his body, biting his way down, leaving a trail of red marks down his skin - nowhere near breaking it but firm all the same. And his hand doesn't stop tugging at him...it only stops when he closes his mouth back over his erection with a moan, because he loves it when he's straining and writhing like this.