around the clock.” Ty’s gorgeous eyes were soft. “You’ve no idea how cute you were, my sweet eighteen-year-old virgin prince, suddenly in love with taking it in the ass. Neither of us could get enough, though I recall trying manfully.”
“I thought you were being nice for fucking me that much.” Ty chuckled, letting go of his cock to touch Anso’s cheek. “Nice had nothing to do with it. You might not have been my first lover, but you’ve always been my best.”
Anso hadn’t known that. Ty had been his first, though - bless him - he’d never mocked Anso on that account. The back of his eyes burned in reaction.
“Shh,” Ty said. “None of that tonight.”
He kissed him, wrapping him in his arms and moaning when Anso did the same. Ty’s lips were hard, his tongue pushing greedily inward. Anso relished his aggression. Lust blotted out emotion, rising in thick hot waves. As was customary, Anso’s bed was set in the floor, the comfortable mattress flush with the shining tiles. They dropped to it on their knees, still kissing, arms exploring each other like octopi.
Ty’s ass was firm and tight. Anso couldn’t resist squeezing it.
“Oh God,” Ty breathed, rubbing his cock more urgently along Anso’s. “I need this so much.”
“Me too,” Anso groaned.
They toppled onto their sides, muscled legs scissoring together to give their swollen ball sacs access to rub each other.
“Fuck,” Ty cursed, rolling Anso beneath him.
Anso recognized his tone - and the way he was suddenly grinding himself more forcefully against him, as if no matter what they did he couldn’t get close enough. They’d been together so many times each man knew the other’s preferences. Ty had one particular kink that never failed to amuse. Anso’s fellow guard was so masculine it should have been the last thing that steamed his windows.
Then again, maybe that was why Ty found the practice so alluring.
Unable to stop himself, Anso burst out laughing.
Ty pulled back from him and frowned.
“I know.” Anso’s chest shook with amusement. “You can’t control when the mood for that special little act hits you.”
“You like it too.”
“Of course I do, but you do realize it’s perverse, right? If other people knew we did this, they’d think we were as twisted as Outsiders.”
“It feels good,” Ty said, the hint of a pout pushing out the heavy shape of his lower lip. “It’s the only thing that really gets me to relax. And it heats up the gland in my anus, the one you’re always moaning for me to pump over harder.”
“You don’t have to defend yourself to me. I admitted I like it too.” Anso petted Ty’s lean tanned cheek and then across his shoulder.
“Sometimes it gets in my head. I can’t think straight until you do it to me.” His voice sank on the last part of his confession, his brows drawn together above his nose. He looked concerned for Anso’s opinion, which wasn’t necessary at all. Touched but smart enough to hide it, Anso nipped his chin playfully. “Roll off of me, you pervert. I need to get the oil. The last thing I want is you chafing yourself to death.”
Quick as magic, his compliance turned the tide of Ty’s mood. Ty rolled off him onto his back, stretching every inch of his aroused body and letting out a sound like a purr. His arms were above his head, his toes curled like a diver about to plunge. His thick hard cock extended up his belly, his veins blue ropes, his tip beginning to leak precum. The display of muscle and meat was gorgeous, something Ty absolutely knew. Anso bit his lip to prevent laughing. For all his intellectual prowess, Ty was sometimes childishly simple.
He kept the oil in a low mother-of-pearl inlaid cabinet beside his bed. When Anso removed its stopper and the spicy fragrance wafted out, Ty let out an actual whimper.
“You could try not to get so excited before I start. You know you like to last through an actual session before you come.”
Ty bit
“I thought you were being nice for fucking me that much.” Ty chuckled, letting go of his cock to touch Anso’s cheek. “Nice had nothing to do with it. You might not have been my first lover, but you’ve always been my best.”
Anso hadn’t known that. Ty had been his first, though - bless him - he’d never mocked Anso on that account. The back of his eyes burned in reaction.
“Shh,” Ty said. “None of that tonight.”
He kissed him, wrapping him in his arms and moaning when Anso did the same. Ty’s lips were hard, his tongue pushing greedily inward. Anso relished his aggression. Lust blotted out emotion, rising in thick hot waves. As was customary, Anso’s bed was set in the floor, the comfortable mattress flush with the shining tiles. They dropped to it on their knees, still kissing, arms exploring each other like octopi.
Ty’s ass was firm and tight. Anso couldn’t resist squeezing it.
“Oh God,” Ty breathed, rubbing his cock more urgently along Anso’s. “I need this so much.”
“Me too,” Anso groaned.
They toppled onto their sides, muscled legs scissoring together to give their swollen ball sacs access to rub each other.
“Fuck,” Ty cursed, rolling Anso beneath him.
Anso recognized his tone - and the way he was suddenly grinding himself more forcefully against him, as if no matter what they did he couldn’t get close enough. They’d been together so many times each man knew the other’s preferences. Ty had one particular kink that never failed to amuse. Anso’s fellow guard was so masculine it should have been the last thing that steamed his windows.
Then again, maybe that was why Ty found the practice so alluring.
Unable to stop himself, Anso burst out laughing.
Ty pulled back from him and frowned.
“I know.” Anso’s chest shook with amusement. “You can’t control when the mood for that special little act hits you.”
“You like it too.”
“Of course I do, but you do realize it’s perverse, right? If other people knew we did this, they’d think we were as twisted as Outsiders.”
“It feels good,” Ty said, the hint of a pout pushing out the heavy shape of his lower lip. “It’s the only thing that really gets me to relax. And it heats up the gland in my anus, the one you’re always moaning for me to pump over harder.”
“You don’t have to defend yourself to me. I admitted I like it too.” Anso petted Ty’s lean tanned cheek and then across his shoulder.
“Sometimes it gets in my head. I can’t think straight until you do it to me.” His voice sank on the last part of his confession, his brows drawn together above his nose. He looked concerned for Anso’s opinion, which wasn’t necessary at all. Touched but smart enough to hide it, Anso nipped his chin playfully. “Roll off of me, you pervert. I need to get the oil. The last thing I want is you chafing yourself to death.”
Quick as magic, his compliance turned the tide of Ty’s mood. Ty rolled off him onto his back, stretching every inch of his aroused body and letting out a sound like a purr. His arms were above his head, his toes curled like a diver about to plunge. His thick hard cock extended up his belly, his veins blue ropes, his tip beginning to leak precum. The display of muscle and meat was gorgeous, something Ty absolutely knew. Anso bit his lip to prevent laughing. For all his intellectual prowess, Ty was sometimes childishly simple.
He kept the oil in a low mother-of-pearl inlaid cabinet beside his bed. When Anso removed its stopper and the spicy fragrance wafted out, Ty let out an actual whimper.
“You could try not to get so excited before I start. You know you like to last through an actual session before you come.”
Ty bit
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