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It also tends to be black and keeps spreading as you rub it. I cannot get much further without pouring a nice thick load into my mouth, but after fumbling for a second with the zipper for a moment I have managed to get everything down. With a still slick hand I gently stroke each cheek and then return to my task of spreading the warm sticky fluid. After a minute, after the flood of fluids has died down, I take a warm sponge and run it smoothly over the root of my cock. Grasping it between my thumb and index finger, I rub the outer fridged of my cock into the tight hole of his loins, which is what you want. You can see how hard his cock is, how swollen and erect it looks. You can also see how slick it is, how wet it is. I quickly slide the gel over the head of his cock, along the outer edge, and then in a big G cup I apply the paste. Grasping the sponge in one hand, with the other I run the end of it over the root of my cock, just past the head. He sighs as the sensations flood over him. Although I can feel his body tensing and quivering, he knows that he is not going to be very far through this. I give his cock a quick flick with my finger, and then I bring the sponge up to the other cheek. The look on his face is one of such sublime pleasure that the fact that he does not move is almost a relief. There are a few moments like this in which I remember losing control. Those moments are fleeting. We'll either try again or start over someplace else.

So I ease the tension on his shoulders and let the man take the lead. His hands gently caress and smooth the soft flesh of my breasts, of my mound, up and down. I can see the boy quickly settling into his kneeling position, that sculpted hard cock nestling between my thighs. There is just enough room for him to slide the wetness from between my breasts, to the tip of my mound. I bend down a bit so I can take a quick nibble, then press my mouth to the side of my still hard cock. The boy I just talked to can be quite aggressive sometimes. I can sense it, and sometimes it is almost a relief. I let my tongue work it over the head of my cock, and at the same time I kiss the side of my neck, letting my tongue work its way down my neck, around to my chest, past my nipples, to my left breast. The boy's cock is just about to come out of my pants. Knowing the potential for injury, I always protect my hands when I play this game. It is exciting, and a source of great pleasure for both of us. I have never been one to find myself in a position like this. I have always been like the other boys in that regard, always protecting my own interests above those of the group I was in a position of trust. It is something we share, something we need. As I rub the back of my hand with the side of my neck, I can almost hear his soft moans.

Something that turns me on. I can almost hear him tell me how much he needs me. I know I can never have that either. But tonight I am going to find out just how serious this game can be. I have an injury that will keep him out for a few weeks. But I am going to prove to him that he can take care of himself...in the long run. I smile as I slide the stained adhesive-covered back of my shoe off. He laughs and whistles as I walk to the side of the bed. Grasping the stained cotton panties from my hand, I rise up onto my knees. Looking at him, I see the smile again. I know I have had my moment. But he has had mine too, now too. I reach down and gently pull his blindfold from his eyes. His whole body tenses and a tear or two runs down his hand. He turns his head away from me. Tearing again, I could see the red outlines of my orgasm on his face..