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[NSFW] Sinful Sunday - Day 25 - 31
🕑 Added 2021-10-31 15:32:28 +0000 UTCDay 25 - THREESOME. Elliot sometimes loves being a “unicorn” for a committed and thus emotionally unavailable couple. #kinktober
Day 26 - SOMNOPHILIA. Andreas has a sleep boner, Elliot has a heart boner.
Day 27 -BUKKAKE. Elliot’s face is so pretty A LOT of guys want to come on it. 😏
Day 28 - FOOD. Amon is gonna put the porn in “food porn.” 🍓🥂
Day 29 - TOYS. Decisions are hard. 😏
Day 30 - GAGGED. Just a quiet night at home. ☺️
Day 31 - TRICK OR TREAT. Elliot must be the devil because it just got hot in here. 🔥 😈
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Cool Down
By CATHEXIS
“Holy fuck,” Elliot panted, his head thumping back against the wall where Haruto held him up, legs slung over Haruto’s shoulders, feet dangling in the air. They’d barely stumbled through the door of Haruto’s bedroom before Elliot had found himself stripped of his joggers and hoisted up against the wall with Haruto’s mouth on his cock. Semen pooled in his navel and threatened to run down the sides of his stomach. “Oh, my god.”
“Nope, just me,” Haruto said, grinning. His hold on Elliot’s body was rock-solid, like he would be perfectly happy to keep them both braced against the wall all day, his arms cupped under Elliot’s ass and his head tucked between Elliot’s thighs. He licked his lips, shiny with spit and ejaculate, and then giggled bashfully. “I’ve always wanted to say that to someone.”
God, he was cute. And hot. Elliot felt his spent cock twitch in spite of itself, and Haruto’s eyes lit up. He leaned in and flicked his tongue against Elliot’s balls.
Elliot groaned, thighs clenching involuntarily. “Shit, put me down already. I don’t have your refractory period.”
Haruto snickered. “Sorry, sorry. I’ll leave your balls alone.” In one neat maneuver, he rearranged them so that Elliot’s feet were on solid ground once again. “I just think about your dick a lot. Gotta get my mouth on it when the opportunity presents itself.”
Elliot snorted and stripped his shirt off, scrubbing it over his stomach before tossing it towards where the rest of his clothes had already landed in a heap on the floor. He staggered over to Haruto’s unmade bed, piled high with pillows. “In this case the opportunity was getting us behind a closed door?”
“Yep. Fucking finally,” Haruto said, flopping down beside him with a happy sigh. “Not that I’m complaining, but I think I’m starting to develop a Pavlovian response to exercising outside thanks to you.” He squirmed close and traced a finger down the midline of Elliot’s abs. “When my cousin said she wasn’t gonna be home tonight, all I could think about was getting you over here ASAP.”
“Hmmm.” Elliot smirked and pillowed an arm behind his head. They really ought to do things this way more often. Haruto’s house was a convenient five-minute walk from the park where they usually met to go running, and ending the evening together stretched out on a bed instead of folded into the back seat of his car or with his knees in the dirt felt almost luxurious. The sheets were rumpled but they smelled only of detergent and whatever citrusy shampoo Haruto used. Light from the setting sun streamed through the blinds, casting the room in a rosy pink glow. Elliot’s eyes started to drift shut.
“Question,” Haruto said and laid his head on Elliot’s stomach.
“Here we go.” Elliot grinned to himself. Post-sex, Haruto had a habit of taking them down unexpected but entertaining paths of conversation. Last time, it had been sweaty handjobs in a cramped metropark toilet stall followed by musings on the sex lives of dolphins. He threaded the fingers of his free hand through Haruto’s hair and stroked the short bristles of his undercut. “I’m ready.”
“How many guys do you think you need for a bukkake?”
Elliot’s fingers paused in their petting. “What, are you setting up a Facebook event?”
“I’m serious,” Haruto said. “Like, what’s the minimum number? If I come on you it’s not bukkake. Are two guys coming on someone bukkake?”
Elliot thought for a moment. “I think you need more than two. Two guys coming on you is just another Tuesday night.”
“Okay,” Haruto rolled over onto his front, taking care not to dislodge Elliot’s hand. “So three dicks make a bukkake. But, like, if two guys come on you and then you come on yourself, that’s three loads, right? So is that a bukkake?”
Elliot opened his eyes and furrowed his brow. “Three loads is only, what, about three tablespoons? That doesn’t seem like a large enough quantity for bukkake, but it does fit the three dick rule that we’ve established.”
Haruto grinned up at Elliot and poked him in the side. “See? It’s a head scratcher!”
Elliot ruffled his hair. This was definitely the most thought he’d ever put into the precise parameters of what was basically a cum shower. “I think once you’ve got four dicks in the picture you can safely call it bukkake, though.”
“Yeah, point.” Haruto bit his lip. “You ever done it with that many people at once?”
Elliot smirked down at him. “I’ve had one or two special Tuesday nights.”
Haruto stared. “Whoa, really? What was it like?”
Elliot combed out the long, silky strands of Haruto’s hair as he considered his answer. “Honestly, it feels more like a group project than starring in your own porno, but when everybody knows their role and knows what’s expected of them, it can be pretty hot.” He massaged a thumb behind Haruto’s ear and watched the way Haruto's hips shifted once, twice, against the bed. “It definitely takes some coordination,” he said, dropping his voice a little lower. “You need someone to be in charge.”
“Yeah?” Haruto said, licking his lips. “Were you in charge last time?”
Actually, no. The last time he’d had sex with multiple partners, Elliot had been content to let his mouth and hands and cock be used to pleasure others without having to think too deeply about anything at all. The intent look on Haruto’s face and the way he was starting to squirm said he was hungry to hear some dirty details.
The corner of Elliot’s mouth curled up. “You thinking about it? Getting on your knees and being a good boy for a crowd of strangers?” He stroked a thumb over Haruto’s lips, and they parted easily for him. He watched Haruto’s eyes grow hazy. “All those cocks getting hard over you?”
Haruto made a small noise, wrapping his lips around Elliot’s thumb, and started to suck. “Yes,” he slurred. “I’ll be such a good boy.”
Elliot swallowed. He was still a good half hour away from managing another erection, but Haruto’s wet tongue and soft lips had his cock trying nonetheless. He pet over Haruto’s tongue a few times and smiled at how it didn’t take much to make him moan softly. Haruto squirmed steadily against the bed as he sucked, and not for the first time Elliot envied his ability to recover so quickly.
“Come here,” he said. “Let me take care of that.”
Haruto opened his eyes and pulled off his thumb, looking dazed. “Huh?”
Elliot grinned. Honestly, he was so cute. “I said, get up here and fuck my face, pretty boy.”
“Ngh,” Haruto gurgled, and rolled onto his back to kick himself free of his shorts. He crawled up Elliot’s body, face flushed and his cock bobbing up thick and eager between his legs. Elliot’s mouth watered.
“Be gentle with me,” Elliot said, teasing. “I actually have a gag reflex, unlike you.”
Haruto nodded quickly, his breath coming light and fast. “Of course. I won’t go too deep.” He held himself still while Elliot got comfortable beneath him.
Elliot bit lightly at one thigh and smirked. “I’ll even let you come on my face.”
“Oh.” Haruto shut his eyes and got a grip on the base of his cock. “I thought you wanted me to be gentle.”
Elliot lipped at the underside of Haruto’s cock, teasing it with the tip of his tongue. “I do,” he said, watching Haruto’s wide-eyed expression. “I want you to gently fuck my throat, and then come on my face. Okay?”
“Oh my god,” Haruto groaned. “Fuck, okay.”
“Good boy.” Elliot opened his mouth and waited. Above him, Haruto shuddered as he carefully put his cock between Elliot’s parted lips, smearing the taste of musk and salt over Elliot’s tongue, his body tense with the effort of going slow. True to his word, he fucked Elliot’s mouth ever so gently, dipping his cock in a little deeper each time until the tip of his penis just tapped the back of Elliot’s throat. He whimpered every time Elliot swallowed against the head of his cock but obediently refused to press in any further or break his measured pace.
Elliot felt a little mean; Haruto was the type who liked to race toward pleasure quickly. It suited their furtive outdoor encounters just fine, and what he lacked in sexual stamina he more than made up for with his quick recovery time, but now that they had a bed to linger in, Elliot found he really wanted to see Haruto fall apart slowly in all his sweetness. He kneaded the firm muscles of Haruto’s ass, enjoying the smooth, rolling rhythm of his restrained fucking, both in his mouth and under his hands. He brushed a light, questing fingertip over Haruto’s anus, and Haruto faltered, his cock striking a blow against Elliot’s soft palate, making him grunt. It hadn’t been enough to make him gag, but it was a close thing.
“Sorry! Sorry,” Haruto said, at once apologetic and pulling back. “I wasn’t expecting, I mean, you’ve never--”
Elliot held his hips to keep him in place. “My fault. I just thought you might like it.” If Haruto wasn’t enthusiastic about anal play, Elliot wasn’t going to push. There were plenty of other ways they could get off together. He licked lightly at Haruto’s cock where it throbbed next to his cheek. “You want to keep going?”
Haruto bit his lip and then leaned forward to retrieve something from under one of the pillows. He pressed a small tube of lubricant into Elliot’s hand.
“Yeah,” he said, nodding. “Keep going. Finger fuck me.”
Elliot lubed up and gently swirled his finger over and around the tight pucker of Haruto’s asshole, warming him up to the feeling before pressing in. He worked his fingertip in and out, massaging and teasing his way past Haruto’s sphincter, feeling the flutter and play of his internal muscles as he adjusted.
Above him, Haruto panted, his hips starting to circle on their own until Elliot had sunk all the way in. He looked down, face shadowed by the curtain of his hair, mouth hanging open as Elliot played with his hole. “I’ve never had someone else do this for me,” he said in a rush. Before Elliot could think of a response, Haruto leaned forward, feeding his cock back between Elliot’s lips. “It’s so good.”
His mouth full, Elliot concentrated on coordinating his breathing and swallowing with the movement of his finger, curling it inside Haruto’s body until he found the firm nub of his prostate. Haruto moaned, and began to find his rhythm, moving with Elliot’s thrusting finger.
“Oh,” Haruto said, sounding desperate and overwhelmed. “Please, please. Can I--?”
Elliot hummed an affirmative and relaxed his throat so that Haruto could fuck his cock in as greedily as he liked, and as Haruto’s pace grew ragged, Elliot rubbed more firmly around the edges of his prostate, urging him hard towards his climax. Haruto reared up with a little whine, his cock popping out of Elliot’s mouth as he sat back and rode his finger, his body clenching with the first throbs of orgasm. He cradled his erection, wet and messy, and stroked quickly. Semen spattered sticky and hot across Elliot’s cheek and nose and lips, and Elliot grinned, continuing to tap at Haruto’s prostate as he shook and quivered and came more.
“Fuck,” Haruto cried. “Fuck!” He held his body taut, gasping and whimpering as he stroked himself. “There’s so much.” He hunched forward over Elliot, doing his best to maintain his aim, rubbing the slick head of his penis over Elliot’s lower lip and chin as he continued to ejaculate in small spurts.
“That’s it,” Elliot said, licking at Haruto’s cock as it dribbled and leaked. “Let it all out.”
“Ngh,” Haruto said. He released his prick and worked his hips slowly on Elliot’s hand. He tilted his head back and Elliot watched his abdomen tremble as a final spurt shot out to land on Elliot’s cheek. He gentled the movement of his finger before withdrawing it completely, and then leaned in to suck Haruto’s cock into his mouth one final time, just to feel him shudder as Elliot cleaned him off.
“W-wow,” Haruto said, sounding dazed as he caught his breath. “I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard before.” He smiled down at Elliot and patted lightly at his head. “You have my jizz in your hair.”
Elliot chuckled. “I’m sure I’ve got your jizz just about everywhere. Thanks for not getting any in my eyes, by the way. That shit stings.”
Haruto winced. “Truer words,” he said. He swiped a finger through the cooling come on Elliot’s cheek with a look of wonder, as though he could scarcely believe he was the one who’d just put it there. “You really let me make a mess of you.”
“It was my pleasure,” Elliot said. “Although I could use a tissue. Or, better yet, a shower. The novelty of a cum facial wears off pretty fast and I do have to walk back to my car.”
“Oh! Here,” Haruto said, snagging his discarded shirt and offering it to Elliot so he could wipe off the worst of the mess. In spite of having had what seemed to be a mind-numbing orgasm, Haruto hopped to his feet. “Follow me. Bathroom’s this way.”
As they stood waiting for the water to warm up, Elliot couldn’t help but notice the furtive glances Haruto was giving his cock. Already. He reached an arm around Haruto’s neck and jabbed tickling fingers into his side.
“You are insatiable,” he growled, as Haruto spluttered and yelped. “Neither of us is ready to go again yet.”
“That’s not it!” Haruto cried, laughing. “I was just thinking, is all!”
Elliot released him. “Oh? Care to share with the class?”
“Well,” Haruto grinned. “If we factor prostate massage into the equation, maybe one or two dicks is enough for a bukkake after all.”
Elliot laughed.
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