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moonlettuceOne of mine:
Rodney gasped, arching as John pressed into him. "John," he moaned.
"Ssh," John whispered, running a hand over Rodney's trembling thigh. "You can take it. I know you can."
Rodney nodded shakily, biting his lower lip as John's cock moved deeper into his virgin ass. "Oh god," he groaned, as he felt John's skin against his, his lover's cock seated in him fully.
John paused, waiting for Rodney to nod. And then he moved, and Rodney's world exploded.
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alyse:
It was the slow slick slide of skin against skin that finally shut Rodney up. If John had gone with his gut and bet on the kissing doing it he'd have been wrong. He found he missed Rodney's babble though, although the breathy moans that replaced them were good too.
Fromngaio:
John was puzzled. he had used the bashful smile, he had used the smirk, he had used the eyebrow of cuteness. And yet Rodney still seemed unaffected. In addition John had worn the tight black top on several occasions, and had bent over in front of Rodney in a variety of underwear (under his trousers of course) and even no underwear but Rodney had yet to come knocking at his door. It was all very perplexing. Instead John had to seek Rodney out, and whenever he did he found him talking geek to Zelenka, who was dishevelled and short and who didn't have washboard abs and cutting edge hair. John was stuck contemplating the confusion of the natural order of the cosmos, and reading the Word a Day calendar Rodney had made him for Christmas. It was very useful *and it cuts off here* *pout*
Fromalyse:
John had always found meetings boring; they could not compete with the sky. Elizabeth was extraordinarily fond of meetings. On the plus side she made Rodney attend so John could at least entertain himself watching him. Rodney's hands swooped and soared, Rodney's mouth dipped and sneered. Rodney's face lit up. John was beginning to think that porn could enlighten even the most boring of meetings.
Rodney gasped, arching as John pressed into him. "John," he moaned.
"Ssh," John whispered, running a hand over Rodney's trembling thigh. "You can take it. I know you can."
Rodney nodded shakily, biting his lower lip as John's cock moved deeper into his virgin ass. "Oh god," he groaned, as he felt John's skin against his, his lover's cock seated in him fully.
John paused, waiting for Rodney to nod. And then he moved, and Rodney's world exploded.
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alyse:It was the slow slick slide of skin against skin that finally shut Rodney up. If John had gone with his gut and bet on the kissing doing it he'd have been wrong. He found he missed Rodney's babble though, although the breathy moans that replaced them were good too.
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ngaio:John was puzzled. he had used the bashful smile, he had used the smirk, he had used the eyebrow of cuteness. And yet Rodney still seemed unaffected. In addition John had worn the tight black top on several occasions, and had bent over in front of Rodney in a variety of underwear (under his trousers of course) and even no underwear but Rodney had yet to come knocking at his door. It was all very perplexing. Instead John had to seek Rodney out, and whenever he did he found him talking geek to Zelenka, who was dishevelled and short and who didn't have washboard abs and cutting edge hair. John was stuck contemplating the confusion of the natural order of the cosmos, and reading the Word a Day calendar Rodney had made him for Christmas. It was very useful *and it cuts off here* *pout*
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alyse:John had always found meetings boring; they could not compete with the sky. Elizabeth was extraordinarily fond of meetings. On the plus side she made Rodney attend so John could at least entertain himself watching him. Rodney's hands swooped and soared, Rodney's mouth dipped and sneered. Rodney's face lit up. John was beginning to think that porn could enlighten even the most boring of meetings.
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