@desireur distraction &. oral, from here
the audible sound of thunderous hoofs &. clamorous shots within the film is drowning the reluctant grunts of unexpected submission; tongue is engulfing the tip of his shaft whilst his brows are furrowing into contorted pleasure that makes him unable to watch their random film they have chosen to alleviate their stress from the upcoming examinations . . . his calloused fingers are pulling the man's short tresses as an unconscious decision to buckle his hips against the other's lips; even if it is unwanted movement, that makes his cock reaches the deepest proximity he didn't know that he could do it to him,
‘ ah. shit. god. ’ johann is reaching for the remote control as the shoot-out between the authorities &. the criminals has distracting him from hearing the man's salacious sound as he retracts himself from his cock; judgmental gaze is coruscating from the other, whilst an equal glare shoots upon him, ‘ what? that's what you get when you distract me from watching this fucking john wayne movie, ’
nonetheless, he chuckles eventually merely because the thought of the actor in the movie would screeching if he knows he becomes a subject of boredom that leads into an impromptu foreplay. his thumb is brushing the man's corner of lips, whilst he mumbling under his laboured sigh, ‘ . . . go easy. use your tongue slowly. i still have a date with annushka tonight. don't bite my dick, or i'll cut yours. ’