Sousuke accepted the kiss with a low hum before tipping his head forward and resting his forehead against the blonde’s. “I’ll hold you to that,” he murmured, tracing his lips over the other boy’s as he pressed his fingers in a little further. The thought of Ryouta between his legs was as alluring as being between the blonde’s, something he had no intention of giving up either.
The kiss broke and he leaned back, rolling his shoulders beneath the sun. Sousuke spread his fingers inside Ryouta, stretching him out a few more times before he finally pulled his hand back, taking his time to extract the twin digits from his friend’s body. He knew they’d both been with other guys, but still wondered what others thought of the sight of Ryouta leaning back below them.
A dark brow arched at the “insult,” and he smirked slightly. “I’m about to,” he purred before reaching down and wrapping his fingers around his cock. The mixture of saliva, Ryouta’s liquid, and his own precum gave him a nice slick as he pumped himself a few times. Teal eyes drank in the sight of the other athlete lifting his legs and spreading them for him. “Shit… that’s hot,” he whispered, not needing to be told Ryouta was ready. He looked like a damn porn star right now.
Unable to take it anymore, Sousuke rolled forward onto his knees and pressed his hands to the backs of the other’s thighs. Then slid them upward, wandering over muscular lines and smooth skin, fingers spreading to trace the tendons on the backs of his knees before he finally curled them about the blonde’s ankles. He shifted his hips, cock bobbing between his legs a little as he angled himself. The second his dripping head caught at the tight pucker of skin, the swimmer pressed forward, penetrating his friend with a smooth, fluid motion.
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The kiss broke and he leaned back, rolling his shoulders beneath the sun. Sousuke spread his fingers inside Ryouta, stretching him out a few more times before he finally pulled his hand back, taking his time to extract the twin digits from his friend’s body. He knew they’d both been with other guys, but still wondered what others thought of the sight of Ryouta leaning back below them.
A dark brow arched at the “insult,” and he smirked slightly. “I’m about to,” he purred before reaching down and wrapping his fingers around his cock. The mixture of saliva, Ryouta’s liquid, and his own precum gave him a nice slick as he pumped himself a few times. Teal eyes drank in the sight of the other athlete lifting his legs and spreading them for him. “Shit… that’s hot,” he whispered, not needing to be told Ryouta was ready. He looked like a damn porn star right now.
Unable to take it anymore, Sousuke rolled forward onto his knees and pressed his hands to the backs of the other’s thighs. Then slid them upward, wandering over muscular lines and smooth skin, fingers spreading to trace the tendons on the backs of his knees before he finally curled them about the blonde’s ankles. He shifted his hips, cock bobbing between his legs a little as he angled himself. The second his dripping head caught at the tight pucker of skin, the swimmer pressed forward, penetrating his friend with a smooth, fluid motion.