[First, a gasp when a warm tongue touches him. Taryon wants to shove Dorian away, to Hell with entertaining these me, he wants to get out of here! And then Lord Karnon flexes his fingers. Taryon hears his knuckles pop.
He glances downward and hates that blood has already been flowing into his member these past few minutes. Surely Dorian was better able to keep himself under control. He must think Tary is eager to use Dorian with the excuse that he's being forced to do it.
His half-hard cock approaches that wide mouth. It stays softened from nerves, but he knows it won't be like that for long. As predicted: once it is surrounded by warm, damp heat, it throbs and sends shivers up Taryon's spine.]
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He glances downward and hates that blood has already been flowing into his member these past few minutes. Surely Dorian was better able to keep himself under control. He must think Tary is eager to use Dorian with the excuse that he's being forced to do it.
His half-hard cock approaches that wide mouth. It stays softened from nerves, but he knows it won't be like that for long. As predicted: once it is surrounded by warm, damp heat, it throbs and sends shivers up Taryon's spine.]