Speeding out of his clothes, Clark settles into the hard-backed chair in front of his monitor as best he can. He slumps down and spreads his legs, his cock almost straight up because it’s so hard. It bobs with every breath, and he takes some deep, calming ones to keep from coming as soon as the movie starts.
In the movie, Dean walks across the living room, two men waiting for him on a thick rug in front of a roaring fire. As always, he moves fluidly, confidently, with no artifice or shyness. Mesmerized by the man’s lithe form walking away from the camera towards the waiting men, it takes Clark a moment to realize that the hood the man always wears is a little different. Usually it covers Dean’s whole head, but right now its cut and tied in the back to leave his mouth free. Clark’s breathing increases when he thinks of the implications of that.
Lowering himself to the rug, Dean is immediately set upon by the other two men. Clark shifts in his chair as he watches them caress that smooth, supple skin and mouth the little brown nipples already standing at attention. Clark has fantasized about taking the place of one of the many men that Dean’s fucked, but right now he’d give just about anything to be one of the men that got to touch him during this movie.
When Dean rolls over and pushes his ass in the air, Clark has to grab the base of his cock to keep from coming. The camera zooms in as one man pulls Dean’s ass cheeks apart. Clark salivates at seeing that tightly closed little hole being probed by a thick finger from the second man. He figures Dean’s a virgin to this end of things because the other guy has to work in his lubed up finger very slowly and carefully. That info matches up with some of what he’d heard about this film.
The noises Dean is making are incredible – throaty and passionate. One of the things that made him Clark’s favorite is that he always seemed to be enjoying himself, not just faking it for the camera. By the time Dean’s got three fingers in him and is pressing back into the hand behind him, Clark isn’t sure how much longer he’s going to last.
Thankfully, the camera pans over to the other guy. He’s let go of Dean’s ass cheeks and is crawling up towards Dean’s head. Clark slits his eyes in a last ditch effort at controlling himself. If he can only see a bit at a time, maybe he can hold on a little bit longer. He really wants to wait and come when Dean does.
Clark is cupping his balls, brushing over them lightly with his fingertips, and just holding his hard cock with his other hand. When the camera zooms in again, this time on Dean’s mouth, Clark licks his lips and swallows hard. As Dean’s lips part to accept the cock being slowly pushed forward, Clark’s eyes widen in shock.
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Re: Guilty Pleasure, pt 3
Date: 2009-09-10 04:16 am (UTC)In the movie, Dean walks across the living room, two men waiting for him on a thick rug in front of a roaring fire. As always, he moves fluidly, confidently, with no artifice or shyness. Mesmerized by the man’s lithe form walking away from the camera towards the waiting men, it takes Clark a moment to realize that the hood the man always wears is a little different. Usually it covers Dean’s whole head, but right now its cut and tied in the back to leave his mouth free. Clark’s breathing increases when he thinks of the implications of that.
Lowering himself to the rug, Dean is immediately set upon by the other two men. Clark shifts in his chair as he watches them caress that smooth, supple skin and mouth the little brown nipples already standing at attention. Clark has fantasized about taking the place of one of the many men that Dean’s fucked, but right now he’d give just about anything to be one of the men that got to touch him during this movie.
When Dean rolls over and pushes his ass in the air, Clark has to grab the base of his cock to keep from coming. The camera zooms in as one man pulls Dean’s ass cheeks apart. Clark salivates at seeing that tightly closed little hole being probed by a thick finger from the second man. He figures Dean’s a virgin to this end of things because the other guy has to work in his lubed up finger very slowly and carefully. That info matches up with some of what he’d heard about this film.
The noises Dean is making are incredible – throaty and passionate. One of the things that made him Clark’s favorite is that he always seemed to be enjoying himself, not just faking it for the camera. By the time Dean’s got three fingers in him and is pressing back into the hand behind him, Clark isn’t sure how much longer he’s going to last.
Thankfully, the camera pans over to the other guy. He’s let go of Dean’s ass cheeks and is crawling up towards Dean’s head. Clark slits his eyes in a last ditch effort at controlling himself. If he can only see a bit at a time, maybe he can hold on a little bit longer. He really wants to wait and come when Dean does.
Clark is cupping his balls, brushing over them lightly with his fingertips, and just holding his hard cock with his other hand. When the camera zooms in again, this time on Dean’s mouth, Clark licks his lips and swallows hard. As Dean’s lips part to accept the cock being slowly pushed forward, Clark’s eyes widen in shock.