Christopher Woods

Your friendly neighborhood photojournalist.

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Chris’ head perked up, “Then we’ll have to switch next time.” He grinned wickedly. He thought of himself as more versatile, but something about Oliver brought out the submissive in him, at least this time. “You already are.” The brunette remarked, pulling in Oliver for a deep kiss as he positioned himself to receive Oliver’s cock. “I just want to feel you as close as possible.”

[oliver-blackwell]

"Deal." Oliver smirked and returned the kiss, getting in position as well. He sat on his knees, stroking his dick a few times to make it extra hard for the willing victim, and pushed the tip of his cock against Chris’ hole. He slowly pushed himself inside of him and looked at Chris’ facial epression.

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Chris mouth parted as his eyes rolled back in his head, feeling each and every inch of Oliver fill him up. He bit his lower lip, spreading his legs wider to give him more access, "Fuck, that feels so good." He said breathily, pulling in Oliver for a deep kiss. "Fill me up." He cooed, wrapping his legs around the blonde to pull him in as deep as possible.

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Im noah, I don’t think that title fits though.

Yeah, I guess it doesn’t. Nice to meet you, though.

[mxnsterking-shiklah]

so what is your name mister charming?

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It's Chris. I haven't gone by Mr. Charming in months, years even.

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Okay, fair enough. But if you’re gonna sneak a peak at least buy me a drink after or something. -grin-

[mxnsterking-shiklah]

I think the same goes for you hot stuff

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Well, I guess I should know you’re name since we’re technically…roommates? I wonder if that title applies to changing rooms.

[mxnsterking-shiklah]

Im noah, I don’t think that title fits though.

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Yeah, I guess it doesn't. Nice to meet you, though.

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Chris cried out his name over and over again, those blue eyes staring at him almost sending him over the top, but that’s not how he wanted to end the night. “Oliver, I want you inside me. Please.” He said in a near begging voice, lifting his hips up so that Oliver would have full access to his toned, perky ass. He nodded to the nightstand by the bed which would have everything he needed.

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Oliver loved that Chris kept on saying his name over and over. He smirked at the sight of the delicious man, whose cock was in his mouth. He had the privilige to taste this fine man. Oliver released his throbbing dick from his mouth when he heard that request. Oliver usually was a bottom, so this was quite unfamiliar territory, but not one that he was planning to shy away from. “I’m a pretty unexperienced top.. but I will definitely try to please you..” He smiled and got the stuff from Chris’ night stand, preparing himself for Chris’ tight little butt.

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Chris' head perked up, "Then we'll have to switch next time." He grinned wickedly. He thought of himself as more versatile, but something about Oliver brought out the submissive in him, at least this time. "You already are." The brunette remarked, pulling in Oliver for a deep kiss as he positioned himself to receive Oliver's cock. "I just want to feel you as close as possible."

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Okay, fair enough. But if you’re gonna sneak a peak at least buy me a drink after or something. -grin-

[mxnsterking-shiklah]

I think the same goes for you hot stuff

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Well, I guess I should know you're name since we're technically. . .roommates? I wonder if that title applies to changing rooms.

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Chris closed his eyes, but quickly opened them to watch the beautiful sight that was Oliver deepthroating his cock. Chris mimicked Oliver’s pattern and soon hands found their way bunched up in his curly blonde hair, giving a light tug with each roll of his tongue. Chris began to buck his hips up so that each thrust met Oliver’s mouth, “Fuck, Oliver that feels so fucking good, don’t stop.” He felt his heart palpitate every time his cock hit the back of Oliver’s throat and was encased in the warm wetness.

[oliver-blackwell]

Oliver let out soft whimpers of joy, everytime his cock his the back of his throat. He bobbed his head faster and faster, massaging his balls and playing with his nipples. He kept looking Chris seductively, letting him know that this was just for him.

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Chris cried out his name over and over again, those blue eyes staring at him almost sending him over the top, but that's not how he wanted to end the night. "Oliver, I want you inside me. Please." He said in a near begging voice, lifting his hips up so that Oliver would have full access to his toned, perky ass. He nodded to the nightstand by the bed which would have everything he needed.

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"Don’t mention it," Chris said, biting his lower lip. He allowed himself to be flipped over, grinning like an idiot. He savored each kiss and then put his arms behind his head, watching Oliver kiss down his stomach, finally arriving at his raging erection. "My turn now?" He said, raising his eyebrows in anticipation. He closed his eyes and moaned through grit teeth when his most sensitive appendage was licked, more so that it was the hunky blonde doing it.

[oliver-blackwell]

He gave his top a few more teasing licks, before taking the top in his mouth and started sucking on it. He moved his hands over his stomach and chest as he took his cock deeper and deeper until he couldn’t go further anymore, With his entire length in his mouth, Oliver started to lick it. Still licking, he slowly moved his head up and down again, going real gentle, but going faster after everytime he reached his delicious top.

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Chris closed his eyes, but quickly opened them to watch the beautiful sight that was Oliver deepthroating his cock. Chris mimicked Oliver's pattern and soon hands found their way bunched up in his curly blonde hair, giving a light tug with each roll of his tongue. Chris began to buck his hips up so that each thrust met Oliver's mouth, "Fuck, Oliver that feels so fucking good, don't stop." He felt his heart palpitate every time his cock hit the back of Oliver's throat and was encased in the warm wetness.

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Chris came up with a pop, giggling a bit, “Okay, okay. I don’t want you to pop the cork yet, we’re just getting started.” He moved back to kiss Oliver again, “Besides, I can always start up again later.”

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He kissed Chris back, tasting himself in the kiss, oddly something he never minded. “Thank you.” he smiled. He flipped Chris over, making Oliver the one on top now. He kissed Chris a few minutes more, before gently making his way down to Chris’ throbbing dick. He started to lick the tip of his dick, teasingly, looking at Chris.

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"Don't mention it," Chris said, biting his lower lip. He allowed himself to be flipped over, grinning like an idiot. He savored each kiss and then put his arms behind his head, watching Oliver kiss down his stomach, finally arriving at his raging erection. "My turn now?" He said, raising his eyebrows in anticipation. He closed his eyes and moaned through grit teeth when his most sensitive appendage was licked, more so that it was the hunky blonde doing it.

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Chris knew exactly what to do to make Oliver’s blow job worthwhile. He relaxed his throat, breathed through his nose, and added just the right amount of suction. His hand moved south and began to tug on Oliver’s balls, coaxing out the loud that would ultimately be his. Chris went all the way down until his nose was buried in the tight crop of hair below Oliver’s stomach, moaning so that it caused little tickles of vibrations to reverberate around his throat.

[oliver-blackwell]

Oliver moved with spasms at the blowjob he was giving him. It was perfect. Arguably one of the best blowjobs he had every had, and those weren´t just a few. “Fuck.. ” He panted. “Fuck, Chris.. you have stop before I cum.. ’ He said, still tugging his hair, trying to control himself.

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Chris came up with a pop, giggling a bit, "Okay, okay. I don't want you to pop the cork yet, we're just getting started." He moved back to kiss Oliver again, "Besides, I can always start up again later."

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Chris grinned, egged on by his words. He wrapped his lips around the head of his cock slowly, keeping eye contact with Oliver the entire time, before his mouth sank down, inch by inch, until he was bottomed out and he felt Oliver’s cock pressing against the back of his throat. He started a steady motion of bobbing his head up and down, his tongue swirling around each iota of flesh. His hands moved upwards, finding an errant nipple to tweak.

[oliver-blackwell]

Chris going down on him like that, looking at each other, was so incredibly hot. loud moans kept escaping from his lips. “Fuck Chris.. that’s amazing.. ” He panted, grabbing onto his curly hair. He spread his legs a little, to make it easier for Chris to settle between his legs. “Suck my dick.. ” He huffed. With his hands teasing his nipple, it felt like Chris was making him feel pleasure as much as possible.

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Chris knew exactly what to do to make Oliver's blow job worthwhile. He relaxed his throat, breathed through his nose, and added just the right amount of suction. His hand moved south and began to tug on Oliver's balls, coaxing out the loud that would ultimately be his. Chris went all the way down until his nose was buried in the tight crop of hair below Oliver's stomach, moaning so that it caused little tickles of vibrations to reverberate around his throat.

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Chris moved down to take a nipple between his teeth, tugging at it slightly before flicking his tongue back and forth until the nub was hard under his touch. He’d kiss down Oliver’s chest and stomach until he reached the blonde’s throbbing cock. His tongue lashed out, giving one solid lick from head to shaft, his nose nuzzling in Oliver’s hefty balls before licking back up. “Mmm, I like the way you taste.”

[oliver-blackwell]

The teasing was unbearable. The teasing.. the talking.. he had to watch out that he didn’t cum too soon. “And it’s all yours.. only yours..” he bit his lip, trying not to moan too loudly. His hands ran through Chris’ curly black hair. “I’m your buffet, taste anything you like…” He laughed softly.

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Chris grinned, egged on by his words. He wrapped his lips around the head of his cock slowly, keeping eye contact with Oliver the entire time, before his mouth sank down, inch by inch, until he was bottomed out and he felt Oliver's cock pressing against the back of his throat. He started a steady motion of bobbing his head up and down, his tongue swirling around each iota of flesh. His hands moved upwards, finding an errant nipple to tweak.

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Chris blushed bashfully at being called gorgeous. It may have just been verbal foreplay, but it was working. “So are you, you’re amazing.” His face, his eyes, his body. Everything was on point. Chris pulled in Oliver close and then with one hand grabbed both their cocks together and started jerking them simultaneously. “Feel good?” He grinned, moving in to nuzzle and kiss at his neck and collarbone.

[oliver-blackwell]

The feeling of their naked bodies touching was magical, his favorite part during sex. He gasped a little as he felt his boner smushed against Chris’ and he began to stroke them. He moaned loudly “Hell yeah..” He exclaimed, wrapping his legs around Chris’. He threw his head back a little, feeling Chris in his neck. He closed his eyes, opened his mouth slightly and moaned without restrain.

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Chris moved down to take a nipple between his teeth, tugging at it slightly before flicking his tongue back and forth until the nub was hard under his touch. He'd kiss down Oliver's chest and stomach until he reached the blonde's throbbing cock. His tongue lashed out, giving one solid lick from head to shaft, his nose nuzzling in Oliver's hefty balls before licking back up. "Mmm, I like the way you taste."

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"Let’s get these off of you." He said, yanking his pants off completely as quickly as he could. "Ah, yeah, ngh.. ."He let out as Oliver returned the favor and started to squeeze tender flesh within. He shimmied his own hips up so that his pants could be pulled off much like Oliver’s were.

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"Fuck yeah.." Oliver moaned, loving how he was naked and fully exposed in front of Chris. He smiled at Chris, who was enjoying his little massage in his pants. He stopped touching Chris, and focussed on his pants, undoing his button and trying to get it off of him. "Fuck, you’re so gorgeous.." He bit his lip.

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Chris blushed bashfully at being called gorgeous. It may have just been verbal foreplay, but it was working. "So are you, you're amazing." His face, his eyes, his body. Everything was on point. Chris pulled in Oliver close and then with one hand grabbed both their cocks together and started jerking them simultaneously. "Feel good?" He grinned, moving in to nuzzle and kiss at his neck and collarbone.

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Chris arched his back and let in a sharp inhale when he felt his cock groped by Oliver. Encouraged, he undid the button on Oliver’s pants and snuck his hand in, quickly freeing his length and wrapping skilled fingers around it, giving it slow, steady strokes. He subconsciously licked his lips at the sight, moving back to kiss Oliver harshly.

[oliver-blackwell]

"Fuck" He moaned as he felt Chris groping him, stroking him. rocking his hips into Chris’ movements around his cock. He kissed Chris back, wanting more of him. He ran his hands over Chris’ back all around to his stomach, also sliding his hand into his pants, feeling him up, drooling at the stats of his dick that he could feel.

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"Let's get these off of you." He said, yanking his pants off completely as quickly as he could. "Ah, yeah, ngh.. ."He let out as Oliver returned the favor and started to squeeze tender flesh within. He shimmied his own hips up so that his pants could be pulled off much like Oliver's were.

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Chris continued to kiss him passionately, nipping at his lower lip slightly, his arms thrown around his back to pull them closer together. His hard on pressed against Oliver’s thigh so he could know exactly what the other was doing to him.

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Once he got Chris’ lips hooked on his and his arms were pulling Oliver against Chris, he let himself fall back on the soft and comfortable bed. He could definitely feel Chris’ dick against his leg, and it wasn’t nothing either. He moved his hand down, lightly stroking it over the fabric, to acknowledge that he felt his dick and that wasn’t shy of it.

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Chris arched his back and let in a sharp inhale when he felt his cock groped by Oliver. Encouraged, he undid the button on Oliver's pants and snuck his hand in, quickly freeing his length and wrapping skilled fingers around it, giving it slow, steady strokes. He subconsciously licked his lips at the sight, moving back to kiss Oliver harshly.

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Chris rolled his eyes laughing, “Jeez, you’re corny.” He shook his head, “But it’s strangely working on me, so I guess I can’t complain.” He crawled up his bed so that he was sprawled out on top of Oliver, his fingers walking from his stomach up his chest. “You need me, here I am.” He walked his fingers back down to Oliver’s stomach, his fingers playing around the hem of his pants, just dipping below to tease him.

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Oliver rolled his eyes on his turn. “Just come here.” He laughed. The fingers over his chest and stomach tickled and teased him so much, but when he teased with the hem of his pants, he lost it. He leaned on his elbows, Kissed Chris again, losing the tender feelings in the kiss he had a couple of minutes ago.

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Chris continued to kiss him passionately, nipping at his lower lip slightly, his arms thrown around his back to pull them closer together. His hard on pressed against Oliver's thigh so he could know exactly what the other was doing to him.

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Chris laughed, “You probably could have done those things back then, if you really tried.” He pulled him in, the feeling of their bare skin against another sending shivers down Chris’ spine. He kissed him again, trying to maintain the soft, tender nature of their kisses as it was on the couch. Just because clothes were coming off didn’t mean Chris wanted the dynamic between them to change. He walked Oliver towards the edge of the bed.

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"This is better. Now we’re both putting effort in it. It means more." He smiled. He rested his hands on Chris’ naked chest, completed with a kiss It felt beyond great. When they got at his bed, Oliver broke the kiss and bit his lip while smirking. He jumped on his bed and laid there playfully. "I need you, baby.." He whispered, wanting him to come and do him.

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Chris rolled his eyes laughing, "Jeez, you're corny." He shook his head, "But it's strangely working on me, so I guess I can't complain." He crawled up his bed so that he was sprawled out on top of Oliver, his fingers walking from his stomach up his chest. "You need me, here I am." He walked his fingers back down to Oliver's stomach, his fingers playing around the hem of his pants, just dipping below to tease him.