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Adult ++
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Now You Know
By Sophia Moon
He should have listened before he looked. He should not have gone to that, not-so-secluded, spot anyway. He should have turned away the moment he realized what he saw.
He should have.
But he hadn’t.
And so J.D. finds himself looking at Ezra’s undulating ass like a scared mouse stares at a very hungry snake. His mouth is dry as dust and his muscles feel like butter on a hot day. It is impossible to move.
It is impossible not to stare.
Ezra’s ass is hard and round, and with his legs open like that J.D. can’t help but notice the purplish color of his blood-filled prick and how heavy his sac hangs between his legs. It all moves and dances and it should be slightly ridiculous to look at, but somehow J.D. doesn’t feel any inclination to laugh.
The reason Ezra moves in such alluring manner is obvious. He is very much preoccupied with bobbing his head over Vin Tanner’s erection. He slides his generous mouth up and down with such enthusiasm the rest of his body simply can’t keep still.
Of course J.D. knows about them. Everyone whose opinion matters knows. But knowing and seeing is not the same thing by far. Buck’s hand over his eyes, and Buck’s reassuring voice in his ear making a good-natured joke about funny cowboys, is what he needs. But Buck is miles away, and J.D. isn’t even sure he wouldn’t try to peek between his best friend’s fingers.
Vin’s voice startles him, and he can barely keep himself from making a sound that would end this occurrence very abruptly. For a moment he even fears he is found out, but soon J.D. realizes the words have nothing to do with him.
“Ez, I want ta suck on your cock as well. Let me turn around.”
What follows looks a bit awkward to J.D’s eyes. He figures that it’s perhaps because being in the middle of a sexual dance makes the brain work somewhat slower, but Ezra and Vin manage to get into the desired position.
J.D. still has a prime view of Ezra’s ass and cock, but now there’s also Vin’s mouth and tongue doing all kinds of things to that part of Ezra. The fact that Ezra is pushing his private parts with great regularity into Vin’s face, and bobbing his mouth over Vin’s prick, might have something to do with it, but J.D. can’t deny that Vin looks like he is having a great time feasting on the large cock.
Both men are having fun, because the noises they make do not sound like they are in pain. They lick and slurp and sigh and moan, like they would never do during their evening meals. When Ezra opens his legs even more, Vin puts his tongue right against the tiny opening, wets it, and even tries to enter it.
It makes J.D.’s insides feel all funny, but it doesn’t keep him from staring. Vin’s fingers - first two, and then three and even four- twist and turn inside Ezra’s hole, while Vin sucks so hard on Ezra’s cock that J.D. can actually hear how his throat makes swallowing moves, over and over again.
Then, all of a sudden it’s over. The silence is as probing as the moans from just seconds before. The moment Vin takes Ezra in his arms and kisses him with a tenderness that is somehow more private than everything J.D. had seen during his friend’s savage love-making, the young man turns his head and walks away as qui as as he knows how to.
Most likely they know he was there. Perhaps they even share a few words about it, make a joke or two, but J.D. isn’t curious about that. Because now he knows, and he thinks about Ezra, and also a bit about Vin. But mostly about Ezra.
Now You Know
By Sophia Moon
He should have listened before he looked. He should not have gone to that, not-so-secluded, spot anyway. He should have turned away the moment he realized what he saw.
He should have.
But he hadn’t.
And so J.D. finds himself looking at Ezra’s undulating ass like a scared mouse stares at a very hungry snake. His mouth is dry as dust and his muscles feel like butter on a hot day. It is impossible to move.
It is impossible not to stare.
Ezra’s ass is hard and round, and with his legs open like that J.D. can’t help but notice the purplish color of his blood-filled prick and how heavy his sac hangs between his legs. It all moves and dances and it should be slightly ridiculous to look at, but somehow J.D. doesn’t feel any inclination to laugh.
The reason Ezra moves in such alluring manner is obvious. He is very much preoccupied with bobbing his head over Vin Tanner’s erection. He slides his generous mouth up and down with such enthusiasm the rest of his body simply can’t keep still.
Of course J.D. knows about them. Everyone whose opinion matters knows. But knowing and seeing is not the same thing by far. Buck’s hand over his eyes, and Buck’s reassuring voice in his ear making a good-natured joke about funny cowboys, is what he needs. But Buck is miles away, and J.D. isn’t even sure he wouldn’t try to peek between his best friend’s fingers.
Vin’s voice startles him, and he can barely keep himself from making a sound that would end this occurrence very abruptly. For a moment he even fears he is found out, but soon J.D. realizes the words have nothing to do with him.
“Ez, I want ta suck on your cock as well. Let me turn around.”
What follows looks a bit awkward to J.D’s eyes. He figures that it’s perhaps because being in the middle of a sexual dance makes the brain work somewhat slower, but Ezra and Vin manage to get into the desired position.
J.D. still has a prime view of Ezra’s ass and cock, but now there’s also Vin’s mouth and tongue doing all kinds of things to that part of Ezra. The fact that Ezra is pushing his private parts with great regularity into Vin’s face, and bobbing his mouth over Vin’s prick, might have something to do with it, but J.D. can’t deny that Vin looks like he is having a great time feasting on the large cock.
Both men are having fun, because the noises they make do not sound like they are in pain. They lick and slurp and sigh and moan, like they would never do during their evening meals. When Ezra opens his legs even more, Vin puts his tongue right against the tiny opening, wets it, and even tries to enter it.
It makes J.D.’s insides feel all funny, but it doesn’t keep him from staring. Vin’s fingers - first two, and then three and even four- twist and turn inside Ezra’s hole, while Vin sucks so hard on Ezra’s cock that J.D. can actually hear how his throat makes swallowing moves, over and over again.
Then, all of a sudden it’s over. The silence is as probing as the moans from just seconds before. The moment Vin takes Ezra in his arms and kisses him with a tenderness that is somehow more private than everything J.D. had seen during his friend’s savage love-making, the young man turns his head and walks away as qui as as he knows how to.
Most likely they know he was there. Perhaps they even share a few words about it, make a joke or two, but J.D. isn’t curious about that. Because now he knows, and he thinks about Ezra, and also a bit about Vin. But mostly about Ezra.