i am merely human

multi-character, multi-verse indie rp blog

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Mitchell moaned and panted, moving his hips a bit and scooting forward to let Santiago grab his ass. He tugged Santi’s hair a little harder and bit his lower lip, looking down at his thick lips around his cock and moaning again simply at the sight.

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Santiago looked up at Mitchell and sank his mouth a bit further down his cock than he'd been able to go yet, pulling back slowly until he was off completely. Panting, he took Mitchell’s spit-slick cock in hand and jacked him in small firm strokes at the base while pressing a kiss to the head, tongue pressing against the slit. “You taste really good,” he said, mouth closing around the head again with a soft moan.

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“Mmh… You couldn’t handle what I want yet,” Mitchell smirked, but tightened his grip against Santiago’s hair and began to guide his head. He moaned and his eyes rolled back a bit as he urged Santi to take more, pull back, focus on the head, and repeat.

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Santiago moaned around Mitchell’s cock as mitchell taught him what he liked. Both hands leaving their previous position, he slid them up Mitchell's thighs and around to his ass, pulling him closer. 

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Mitchell moaned and licked his parted lips as he watched Santiago experimentally suck, and he elt himself hardening again as he felt Santi’s tongue work him over. His breath shook a bit as he reached down to run his fingers through Santi’s hair soothingly, quietly murmuring, “So good, keep going…”

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Santiago hummed, eyelids falling shut as he let himself get lost in the slow rhythm he'd started. He could feel Mitchell getting hard on his tongue, his own cock fully hard again. Moving his hand down to Mitchell's balls, he slid his lips down further, sucking harder as he pulled back. “Show me what you want,” he said, taking Mitchell's hand and putting it to the back of his head before wrapping his full lips around the tip again.

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Mitchell moaned and he licked his lips, murmuring breathlessly, “Well, you better start quickly then,” and he felt his cock give a twitch. “God, I never get hard again this fast. The fuck are you doing to me?” He chuckled and shifted his legs apart to give Santiago room to move between them at the side of the bed.

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Santiago laughed, running his hands over Mitchell’s thighs and parting them further as he grinned up at him. “Hopefully making you come again soon,” he said. He looked at Mitchell’s cock, licking his lips and ducking down to take just the tip in his mouth, steadying the rest with his hand as he started gently sucking, trying to be conscientious since it hadn't been long since Mitchell last came. Glancing up at Mitchell, he started up a slow rhythm, careful not to take on too much and ruin the momen by choking.  Having Mitchell’s cock in his mouth, soft, smooth head sliding against his tongue, made him moan and wrap a hand around himself with his free hand.

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Mitchell moaned softly and was surprised at how quickly he was recovering from his first orgasm as Santi touched him. He hummed and bit his lower lip, then nodded, still running his fingers through Santiago’s long, dark hair. “I’d like that. I can teach you.”

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Santiago’s stomach did an excited little flip, and he pressed a quick kiss to Mitchell’s lips, humming as he pulled back. He sat up and grabbed Mitchell’s hand, urging him to the edge of the bed, slipping off and kneeling on the floor. “Tell me what you're liking and what you're not,” he said, licking his lips as he looked at Mitchell’s cock. “God, I really want to feel it get hard in my mouth.”

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Mitchell moaned softly and grinned, biting his lower lip before kissing Santiagain. “Mm… You’re welcome to. Any time.” He chuckled and cupped Santi’s face before giving him a deep, slow kiss. He tangled his fingers in Santiago’s hair, noticing that was something he liked, and he massaged his scalp gently.

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“Yeah?” Santiago asked, thumb stroking teasingly soft just beneath the head of Mitchell’s cock, eyes trained on Mitchell’s face. He tried to stay focused with the feeling of fingers in his hair, eyelids fluttering as he pressed his still soft cock forward into Mitchell’s hip. “Can I blow you? I've never done it before, but I've thought about it a lot and I'm a fast learner.”

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Mitchell made a soft, happy noise at the gentle touches to his thigh andbit his lip. He was mostly sober now, maybe still a bit buzzed, but no longer drunk the way he was earlier. He continued to play with Santi’s hair and grinned, “I’m willing to let you.”

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Santiago smiled back, leaning down to press a soft kiss to Mitchell's lips as he moved his hand between Mitchell's legs. Knowing he was still probably feeling pretty sensitive, he touched gently, cupping Mitchell's balls and slowly dragging his hand up, a shaky breath the only sound he made as he tenderly touched Mitchell's cock. “You have such a nice dick,” he said, blushing slightly as his hand kept softly massaging over Mitchell's package. “"I wanna do, like... everything to it.”

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Mitchell smiled and closed his eyes with a soft hum, running his hands up Santiago’s back, lightly scratching down. He ran them back up again and gently ran his fingers through Mitchell’s hair. “Made the right choice being into dudes, huh?”

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Santiago hummed contentedly at the feeling of Mitchell’s hands in his hair and shifted his weight to the mattress just next to him. Propping himself up on an elbow, he looked down at Mitchell with a smile. “Mmhm. Though I am sorry I didn't get to touch more...” he said, fingertips tracing featherlight over the jut of Mitchell’s hip bone, itching to reach down and touch his softening cock.

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Mitchell gasped as he was flipped over and moaned loudly, gripping Santi’s biceps. When he felt the warmth of Santi’s cum against him, he let out a loud moan and arched his back as he came as well, his eyes shut tightly and his grip on Santiago’s arms squeezing hard. “Fuck…”

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At the feeling of Mitchell’s come against his skin, Santi sighed and smiled, pressing a soft, sweet kiss to Mitchell’s mouth. He just barely let his tongue brush against Mitchell's bottom lip before pulling back and tucking his face into Mitchell's neck, careful not to just drop all of his weight on Mitchell. “So awesome,” he murmured into the warm skin beneath his lips.

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Mitchell moaned against his lips and sucked at the lower, then tugged with his teeth. “You could come like this. If you want to. Now.” Mitchell panted against Santi’s lips and circled his hips harder. “I’m close, too. So fucking close.” He leaned his lips to Santi’s ear and whispered, “I want you to cum.”

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Santiago moaned at Mitchell's words, thrusting up against him a few more times, cock twitching at the slick feeling of their precum aiding the slide. “I want to, I just...” he said, trying so hard, but not quite getting there. Without warning, he flipped them over, somehow managing not to topple them both to the floor in the process. Grinning down at Mitchell, he fucked down against him just a few times before coming with a soft moan, shooting over both of their stomachs. 

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Mitchell gasped at the touch and smiled, panting as he moved his hips into it. He moaned as their bodies pressed together and he ground down against him, feeling their cocks pressed together and his breath coming in quicker pants. “Shit,” he whispered before kissing Santiago again breathlessly.

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“Oh god this feels so good. I can't... fuck...” Santiago panted against Mitchell's lips, hips eagerly working up. His hands slid from Mitchell's hips to his ass, grabbing hard and using his hold to urge him down harder. “I could come it's like this so easy... feel like an inexperienced teenager all over again.”

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Mitchell grinned and tugged his underwear off his body, tossing them off the bed and climbing over Santi again. He braced himself on the bed on either side of his head and grinned, leaning down to kiss him deeply. He let his cock brush against Santiago’s with the tip and moaned, knowing he was dragging precum against his cock.

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Santiago gasped, hands squeezing at Mitchell's waist before reaching between them to curl his hand around Mitchell's cock. “Whoa,” he said, stroking slowly, needing to feel every inch in detail. “Fuck, it feels even bigger than it looks,” he said. After a few more strokes, he let go and pulled Mitchell down on top of him, moaning loudly at all of the contact of their bare skin.

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Mitchell chuckled. “I’ll show you. You’re gonna like what’s next even better.” He grinned and sat up on his knees, and he gazed down at Santi as he moved his hands down to his own underwear again. He tugged his underwear down teasingly and allowed Santi to watch his cock be revealed inch by inch.

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Santiago propped himself up on his elbows to watch, grin breaking out on his face as Mitchell’s cock finally came into view. “You need to get those off and get over there right now,” he said, his dick twitching against his belly. “I need to touch you.”

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Mitchell moaned and grinned at Santiago’s words, the idea sobering him slightly. “Is that what you want?” He smirked as he made his way up Santi’s body and kissed him. He moaned softly into the kiss and pressed his hips down against Santi’s cock, his underwear still on and the fabric rubbing against him. “Because we can slow down if you want. We can-” Mitchell groaned as he ground his hips down. “We can do something more like this.”

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“It could be what I want. I just assumed. Whatever you want,” Santi said, hands moving to grip Mitchell's waist as he climbed on top of him. His eyelids fluttered at the friction against his cock. “"God, yeah, this is...” he trailed off with a laugh, kissing Mitchell again. “I am so not straight I have no idea why it took me so long to figure it out. This is good, but I really want to see you.”

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Mitchell let his eyes gaze up at Santiago as he sucked him, his lips stretching to accommodate Santi’s surprising girth. He squeezed himself at the base of his cock to hold off going past a point of no return before even taking his underwear off, and he took Santi deeper with a groan.

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Santiago peeked his eyes open to find Mitchell staring up at him. Moaning loudly, he reached down to squeeze at the base of his cock, needing to get a grip before he came ridiculously fast. “You look... so good. Fuck,” he panted. “If you don't want me coming before you fuck me, you should stop.”

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Mitchell let out a low soft moan. “Not yet. You first.” He used the hand not in his underwear to reach out for Santi’s. He slipped his busy hand out to help as he tugged down on Santiago’s underwear until they were below his balls, and he moaned audibly. “Fuck.” He licked his lips and looked up at Santi as he wrapped a hand around the base and leaned over to wrap his lips around the head. His other hand slipped back into his own underwear again as he moaned around Santi’s cock.

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Santiago was about to complain about having to wait to see mitchell naked, but then his head slammed back into the pillow and he pretty much forgot how to breathe. It had been way too long since he’d gotten laid, but that wasn't even it. Mitchell’s mouth was incredible, and all he could do was stroke a handover his hair and try not to ruin the moment by letting his hips chase the feeling.

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Mitchell grinned as he watched Santi palming himself, and he snuck his fingers down past the elastic of his boxer-briefs. He licked his lips and let out an audible breath as he wrapped his fingers around himself inside of his underwear.

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“Fuck,” Santiago whispered, hand abandoning his cock to reach for Mitchell’s thighs. “I wanna see. Let me see.” He gently tugged at the legs, not really trying to pull them off, more just encouraging him to do so. His own dick ached, fully hard now and desperate for some real contact.