Dinner Discussions | Sambastian
Sam knew there was probably saying for how he was feeling right now but his brain couldn’t comprehend much at the moment. Every slick movement from Sebastian’s mouth, gentle teeth scrapes against his sensitive shaft and the way he managed to create such a forceful suction from his mouth was nearly making Sam crumble to his knees. He was certain his legs would give out underneath him so he kept slowly rocking his hips against his lover’s face, peering down at him like the sight was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, “Fuck, Bas…” he whined in a high pitch voice. His back slide up and down against the tiling whimpering from pleasure. He could curse himself for the way the other made him feel so much in need and desire from his touch. They were always like this. Maybe this time they could hold onto each other just for a little bit longer. “I’m gonna cum,” he panted quickly, hips bucking a little more while he yanked the strands of his hair. It was like sweet torture. He should’ve chose getting fucked instead.
Despite putting everything he had into the blowjob that he was giving his lover, Sebastian was still a little surprised at how quickly he had him ready to cum. Still, he only took it as a compliment and it wasn’t like he was exactly planning on drawing it out. Sam wouldn’t miss out on anything that he’d planned, because they’d have far more time to have fun later. It wasn’t like Sebastian himself would be far behind, if he didn’t actually want to be - which he didn’t.
He pulled off only long enough to smile and say, “Whenever you’re ready babe.” With that, he resumed sucking the other off and began jerking his own cock faster.







