In The Night

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OOC: So after an unexpected hiatus, I’m back and ready to play once more. I’ve gone ahead and followed some new blogs and I’m ready to start paraing again. I’ll throw up some open starters soon and if you are interested in playing with any of my boys, feel free to message me. You can view my men here. 

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Travis wasn’t expecting his hand to be pulled away but he easily went along as Terrance lifted him up, his legs wrapping around the other’s back. Of course Travis knew Terrance as strong, the man was an athlete. But it was another thing altogether to experience it first hand and the ease with which he carried Travis. “So fucking hard. Can’t you feel?” Travis replied, getting his balance as he was lowered against the wall. He moaned and arched into Terrance’s hand as he reached past his boxer-briefs. Maybe he was so turned on or perhaps Terrance just that skilled, but his hand felt incredible of Travis’ hard cock. 

Terrance would have seen Travis shudder, a jolt of pleasure going to his cock when he thought about the pounding he was about to receive. “I can’t wait,” Travis agreed. “My ass is going to be all your to fill up over and over.” Travis nodded at the instruction, first taking a moment to kiss down Terrance’s body, worshiping the contours of his muscles with his mouth. “You have such a perfect cock,” Travis breathed once he was on his knees, giving the long length a few solid strokes before swallowing about half all at once. Blowjobs were Travis’ specialty. Playing with Terrance’s balls, Travis let his lips stretch as he sunk further down, shifting his tongue just enough that it teased the underside the cock.   He had to breathe hard through his nose to keep going but it was worth it when the other hit the back of his throat and Travis started bobbing up and down. He looked up with his eyes to catch how Terrance was liking it.

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There was no such thing as a bad blowjob. That was a sentiment that Terrance agreed with when the topic came up in the many conversations that took place in the locker room. As long as teeth weren't involved, though that was a risk every guy took receiving head, there was no way in hell that a blowjob could be bad. There was, however, such a thing as a great blowjob and that was exactly what what the basketball player was receiving as the reporter dropped to his knees and began going to town on him. The kisses down his body had made his muscles ripple and his cock ache until the feeling of warm wetness enveloped his most sensitive organ. Travis went all out, his lips and his tongue working together to drive him crazy. Placing both of his hands laced against the back of his  shaved head, Terrance could only look down with lustblown eyes as the blond bobbed up and down on him, taking more and more of his length with each movement. Their eyes met and Terrance couldn't help the grunt that escaped his mouth as he watched big blue eyes stare up at him with a question of approval while his dick was halfway down his throat.

"Yeah, suck my cock like that," he growled out before releasing his hands, one of them snaking it's way into the thick lightened locks of the reporter currently on his knees. "Worship this dick," he muttered as his head fell back and his eyes closed. Trevor had said that he had a perfect cock, so Terrance only felt it appropriate that Trevor demonstrate exactly what he meant. The athlete could have let this continue on until he came. He really could have. There had been many hookups that had just been him being pleased until he was satisfied and shooing the other away once they were done. That wasn't the case this time. Terrance was a man of his word and being a man of his word meant that he was going to make sure that the reporter's brains were fucked out before they stepped out of this locker room. The hand that was laced in Travis' hair soon found it's way to the side of the younger man's face, coaxing it off of his dick before leading Travis off of his knees and into another searing kiss. Already pressed up against a wall, it didn't take much effort for Terrance to turn Travis around, his lips connecting the blond's neck and back as his hands roamed down to the younger male's hips, gently pushing the fabric that rested there down.

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Humiliation should’ve have been quick to follow through Aidan’s words, through his admission, but to feel that stretch finally jolt at him in the slow invasion of Carter’s thick meat, the man could only feel a surging tension all over his body as his moth slackened once more for a quiet cry of assaulting pleasure. “F-fuck—” the slow push was torture in itself, to feel his already tingling nerves be lit up little by little, inch by inch. Aidan could only hold his breath for a brace before his soundless moan came out shaky and fragile as if he wasn’t already used enough – Carter still felt big while Aidan, with a strained groan as his sweaty form flexed and braced, felt that he was still too tight to take him. The sensation alone made his cock throb even more into an ache between his parted legs as he reveled in that feeling that his body needed; that feeling of being forced open, little by little like some alley whore desperate enough to bend over to whoever came along to take him.

And at the man’s orders, he complied. “S-so b-big—” Aidan hissed as he kept his hand still at a prying grope while the other scrambled against the smooth surface of the armoire; scratching and pressing at it all in an attempt to regain composure from the gentle rocking movements that sparked out more aggressive surges of pleasure that further dulled his mind and will. He just wanted it – needed it. Aidan never knew how good being fucked was until Carter claimed him and he was doing just that; letting his pucker clench around the thickness of his client’s cock as he let the generous slick put an ease to his movements.

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It felt good when Carter got what he wanted. One could describe Aidan as being big, tall and muscular like an athlete. With the career the younger male had chosen, Carter was sure that he was normally more dominant, the one who took control since his body practically demanded it. He probably never imagined himself like this, bent over and moaning as he was spread open by another man's cock, but Carter's eyes caught the sight of the younger male's own hardened length and he had no doubts that Aidan was enjoying himself just fine. Aidan was moving back and forth, one hand gripping at his own cheek as he continuously pushed his ass at Carter's orders. Carter would be lying if he said that he didn't enjoy this, didn't enjoy the idea of such a physically powerful male submitting to him. The idea caused a growl to form in his throat as he placed his hands on Aidan's hips and stopped the younger male's motions.

Taking over, Carter felt a swell of pride as he gripped the other male's tan skin and began thrusting, building the rhythm in his hips. He could see his length being swallowed up by the escort's tight hole, see how clearly he was stretching him out with each movement. If Aidan wanted him to stop, he would, but by the sounds escaping the younger male's lips, Carter was sure that wasn't going to be an issue. "You know that you were made for this," he began speaking in between light pants. "You were made to take dick like this. To be bent over and fucked like the cockslut you are." Carter slowed down on his thrusts until finally, he slid all the way out of Aidan. "Get on the bed. Lay on your back and use both hands to spread yourself open. I wanna see your greedy hole," Carter commanded, stepping back and providing room for Aidan to move.

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