While the first finger was a nice, pleasant slide, it was the second that got Kavinsky to let out a soft noise, his eyes drooping closed a bit. Lee had nice fingers, sure and steady, not thick but elegant. Kavinsky wrapped his own fingers around Lee's cock, stroking him lightly, slowly. A tease of a touch for now. He was trying to keep his wits about him, even as Lee was trying to wind them away.
"We could figure out a good position, I could blow you again," Kavinsky said, easy and casual, the crudity of youth. "Laying down next to you, curled up nice so you can still reach easy. Or sixty-nine. Or I can just play with you like this."
He was quiet a moment, demonstrative with his touch. It was still teasing, but he wound his fingers around the head, he pressed back the foreskin gently, he brought down his other hand to fondle Lee's balls with a masterful, long-fingered grasp--gentle squeeze, slight tug, rolling on his palm and smoothing his thumb over them.
Kavinsky pressed his chest up, arched up to press his mouth to Lee's ear. "I could put my mouth and my hands wherever you want them. Just tell me how to make this good for you."
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Date: 2016-03-02 11:29 pm (UTC)From:"We could figure out a good position, I could blow you again," Kavinsky said, easy and casual, the crudity of youth. "Laying down next to you, curled up nice so you can still reach easy. Or sixty-nine. Or I can just play with you like this."
He was quiet a moment, demonstrative with his touch. It was still teasing, but he wound his fingers around the head, he pressed back the foreskin gently, he brought down his other hand to fondle Lee's balls with a masterful, long-fingered grasp--gentle squeeze, slight tug, rolling on his palm and smoothing his thumb over them.
Kavinsky pressed his chest up, arched up to press his mouth to Lee's ear. "I could put my mouth and my hands wherever you want them. Just tell me how to make this good for you."