Kavinsky could feel the telltale twitch of Lee's cock in his mouth, the swell and heat culminating toward his orgasm, and that, on top of his needy, pleading voice, had him moaning with need and desire. He pulled his mouth back, just a touch, just enough that when Lee came, he could taste it, feel it against his tongue and coating the back of his throat before he swallowed it down.
He could look up, just a touch, to watch Lee's body as he quivered against the bed. Slowly, he ran his hands up his legs, up his stomach and ribs, to grip him as he sucked, intent and emboldened, wanting it badly now.
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Date: 2016-02-14 10:34 am (UTC)From:He could look up, just a touch, to watch Lee's body as he quivered against the bed. Slowly, he ran his hands up his legs, up his stomach and ribs, to grip him as he sucked, intent and emboldened, wanting it badly now.