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He tries to complete the sentence but I suck him closer, delving a finger into the tightness of his ass. Curving it, pressing it forward, Tyler rides my finger and the pressure of my mouth around him. I feel my own cock growing painfully tight as it bobs against my leg. I so badly wish to be touched, but I’ll give Tyler the best I have first. Speeding up, grasping him, digging my fingers into his ass cheek with one hand and pumping a second within his ass, his balls tighten.

“No more. No more, please,” he speaks out, trying to rock, yet back away at the same time.

Releasing my mouth from around his cock, pulling my eyes towards him, I don’t remove my hand, allowing him to continue rocking gently to the pulse of my movements. “Lie down, Tyler. Let’s satisfy each other.”

Without hesitation, and a monster smile, Tyler lies on the floor. Spinning myself around so that we can mouth one another, I feel his touch exploring my ass, searching out the rim. Taunting me, I squelch, “No more teasing.”

I groan slightly at the contact as his mouth surrounds the head of my cock. Taking it deeply, I feel the tonsils in the back of his throat as he hums. Giving him the same, still pushing him towards an end, I massage the release out of him. Sucking him deep enough that breathing is difficult, we move as one. In and out, the two of us groan, growl, and search out the release we chase. Not far after, mine crests, and so does his.

With my body wracked with shudders, Tyler continues to hold my cock hostage within his mouth. Falling apart, lying to the side, we slowly pull ourselves away from each other.

“Well. That was slow, I guess,” I say, laughing slightly.

“How about that tea now?” Tyler offers.

“That sounds good.”

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