[ Right. Right. Later's good. Odin's a little fascinated, as he watches Jonathan get hard, staring-- maybe a little too closely-- like this is something clinical, rather than fun, but. The way he swallows, dry, and wets his lips, makes it clear what he's thinking, and his cock, long and uncut, twitches with need in Jonathan's fingers. ]
Just-- tell me if I'm... tell me if I do anything wrong. Yeah? I've never-- with-- I mean, fuck, you're the second person I've ever slept with and my first time was, like, three months ago, or something, this isn't-- just. This is. New. For me. In a lot of ways. Mostly. I don't want-- to be-- wrong? Bad. For you. Or-- fuck. Shut up, Odin.
[ He takes a breath when Jonathan nips at his neck and lets the man guide him, wrapping his fist around one of Jonathan's cocks. He strokes up and down, slowly, mirroring everything he would do to himself and surprised by how easy it comes, given the, uh. Differences. In anatomy. He reaches his second hand down to gently jerk off Jon's second dick, running his thumb over the underside and swallowing, again. ]
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Date: 2017-12-31 09:29 am (UTC)Just-- tell me if I'm... tell me if I do anything wrong. Yeah? I've never-- with-- I mean, fuck, you're the second person I've ever slept with and my first time was, like, three months ago, or something, this isn't-- just. This is. New. For me. In a lot of ways. Mostly. I don't want-- to be-- wrong? Bad. For you. Or-- fuck. Shut up, Odin.
[ He takes a breath when Jonathan nips at his neck and lets the man guide him, wrapping his fist around one of Jonathan's cocks. He strokes up and down, slowly, mirroring everything he would do to himself and surprised by how easy it comes, given the, uh. Differences. In anatomy. He reaches his second hand down to gently jerk off Jon's second dick, running his thumb over the underside and swallowing, again. ]
Is that - am I okay?