another night you wish you could forget
making yourself up as you go along
"Oh, I have?" Adam asked, genuinely not remembering the first time. It was not particularly unusual for him to not remember specific moments from hook ups though, especially as the majority of them occured when he was high or drunk (much like the whole of his life, really). He took it in stride, smiling and stroking one finger slowly, slowly up Pet's cock. "I must really mean it then."
He took some time to tease, to lick just at the base and use his fingers to brush feather-light against the head and balls, bites on Pet's inner thighs appearing every so often. If this were not the first time, he would have spent longer there, just seeing how desperate he could make Pet, how arched he could make his back (a fun game, one he definitely wanted to return to) but as it was he was too excited to get to the main event.
Reaching into the pillows, he pulled out a small box. Of course, he'd kitted out the cushion pile with sex supplies. This was not his first rodeo.
Slightly chilled and oily liquid on his fingers and cock, he leaned over Pet and looked him in the eyes. "I'm gonna go slow and sweet for you, babe." A wink, but then a moment of seriousness: "Let me know if it's too much, ok? We can stop any time." With that said he pushed a finger inside of Pet, gently thrusting then curling it, trying to drag out the sensation for as long as he could so Pet had time to adjust.
"You wanna be fucked so badly, don't you?" He asked, coming down to kiss at Pet's chest. "I can see it in your eyes. You want me to fuck you and show you what a good cock feels like." Dirty talk had always been something Adam liked, and his own words seemed to have an affect on him, his hips rolling into the air, anticipating Pet's tightness.
He took some time to tease, to lick just at the base and use his fingers to brush feather-light against the head and balls, bites on Pet's inner thighs appearing every so often. If this were not the first time, he would have spent longer there, just seeing how desperate he could make Pet, how arched he could make his back (a fun game, one he definitely wanted to return to) but as it was he was too excited to get to the main event.
Reaching into the pillows, he pulled out a small box. Of course, he'd kitted out the cushion pile with sex supplies. This was not his first rodeo.
Slightly chilled and oily liquid on his fingers and cock, he leaned over Pet and looked him in the eyes. "I'm gonna go slow and sweet for you, babe." A wink, but then a moment of seriousness: "Let me know if it's too much, ok? We can stop any time." With that said he pushed a finger inside of Pet, gently thrusting then curling it, trying to drag out the sensation for as long as he could so Pet had time to adjust.
"You wanna be fucked so badly, don't you?" He asked, coming down to kiss at Pet's chest. "I can see it in your eyes. You want me to fuck you and show you what a good cock feels like." Dirty talk had always been something Adam liked, and his own words seemed to have an affect on him, his hips rolling into the air, anticipating Pet's tightness.
who's gonna take you home tonight?
ADAM
