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 Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2012 9:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 6:03 am
"I think you'd be hard pressed to find anyone hungry for you as I am,"the boy responded, pressing his body forward into Brian's. With only the damp towel around his waist, it was obvious to perceive just how hungry the eager teen was. "hn~" The boy groaned at the hair pull. "Especially not now, at this instant." He added. Surely no one ever wanted, needed Brian as much as he did this moment.
"Brian...please..." The teen begged softly, knowing the effect he could sometimes stir in the older male with his pleading. "Take me to your bed," he offered with a little smirk, "lets drain each-other dry."
[[Thats fine! I completely understand. I'm flattered that you'd even bother to reply at all in your condition. ]]
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 3:20 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 3:33 pm
The teen blushed when the towel was removed. He couldn't help it, in someways he was still very much the innocent little kid Brian teased him about being. Giving a little groan, the boy wrapped his arms around Brian's shoulder, not thinking to stop himself from the affectionate embrace. "Mnn," he gave a little whine of appreciation for the kiss to his neck.
Ira's body bounced slightly as he landed on the bed and he moaned loudly at the sensation this caused his erect length. His slender frame started to writhe under the older male's body and he yelped at the bite to his ear. "Brian! So...so bad...oh my g-d, ******** me...you have to ******** me right now."
The teen wasn't thinking abut how sore he still was from their last round when he'd had no preparation. He wasn't thinking about how painful Brian's taking him this instant would be. All he was thinking about was how hot his c**k was. And how Brian was the only person who could provide relief.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 4:17 pm
 Brian Harvard
Nothing in this world turned Brian on more than hearing a man beg for him and hearing Ira plead to be ******** sent jolts of desire through the man's lower body causing his pelvis to press against the blonde's lower body. Brian growled an animal growl against the boy's ear and lifted the teen's ankles high to his shoulders not thinking at all about the preparation the boy would need after such a raw encounter not long before. The older male untied his robe fully, his eyes wide while his breath panted hotly against Ira's skin. Brian bit his own lip lifting his head as he quickly positioned himself at the boy's exposed entrance and at that moment shrugged off his robe completely feeling the fabric rest atop his bottom like a sheet covering the actions from unseen eyes ashe pressed slowly into the boy beneath him .
  
"Love is like a butterfly, it goes where it pleases and it pleases wherever it goes.
Love is like a butterfly, hold it too tight, it'll crush. Hold it too loose, it'll fly."
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 4:23 pm
When Biran's robe slipped from his frame, Ira was quick to cover the now-bare skin with his hands, his palms drinking in every inch of the older man. There was nothing that compared to this- the feel of Brian's naked form on his own. As his ankles were lifted, Ira turned his head to the side, embarrassed by this new position. He knew men often ******** this way, but now being here, so completely exposed and vulnerable made him feel a bit timid.
And then Brian slowly pressed forward. Ira gave a high pitched gasp, followed by a painful whine. His fingers now clutched tightly at Brian's shoulders, nails leaving light little half-moons in the elder's flesh as he tried to catch the breath pain had stolen from him. The younger male's eyes watered slightly. This was exactly what he needed, but g-d did it hurt.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 8:08 pm
Brian Harvard
The whine from Ira caused an immediate pause in Brian's actions no matter how much he wanted to begin a rhythm the moment his pelvis hit the boy's bottom. With a few deep breaths Brian lifted his hand from the younger ale's knee and pressed it gently through his hair. "Ira...do....do you need me to pull away? We can stop..." This was not only shocking as a whole but t made Brian's heart skip a beat just realizing how our of character t was of him to be so gentle and affectionate. Brian was scaring himself and was doing t fast. With a pant rising in his breath the man lifted his upper body before the sentence hit him and his worried expression turned to a smirk. "If you can't handle me just say so. Don't hurt yourself, kid."
"Love is like a butterfly, it goes where it pleases and it pleases wherever it goes.
Love is like a butterfly, hold it too tight, it'll crush. Hold it too loose, it'll fly."
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2012 4:43 pm
Ira whined again, wriggling his hips- trying to find a comfortable position. But the movement seemed only to make his discomfort worse. "N-no!" He panted quickly, practically interrupting Brian's offer to pull out. He wanted the older male desperately some pain wasn't going to change that. "Don't stop..please...don't stop." He begged in a whisper. The concern in the man's voice tugged at Ira's heart. He didn't pay much attention to the words that came next. They both teased eachother incessantly, but Ira knew the words that truly counted were these first ones. No matter how much it might scare the older blonde- Ira knew he cared for him in some way. And that was the best realization the teen could ever have come to.
"I actually wish you were smaller," the teen panted out in a pained voice before adding, "Probably the only time that's ever gonna happen."
He reached up, sliding his hands around Brian's neck. "D-don't pull out," he gasped. "Just...don't move either. Just... let me....give me... a little time." The teen smiled weakly, "Please just...lay still with me... it'll..get better soon."
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2012 11:58 pm
Brian Harvard
When Ira made the request to not pull out Brian made a slow additional thrust before letting the teen finish his requests. Brian could feel himself throbbing inside of Ira's hot, tight entrance and it took all he had not to make another motion. Brian remained deep inside of Ira, his thumb caressing the boy's hairline across his forehead while staring down at Ira with a slight affection stirring in his eyes. Brian knew the pain of being taken like Ira had been by him and in the moment the two were sharing Brian's heart sank recalling how his first partner never cared anything about his own body. Despite how loving it may have seemed Brian leaned down kissing the boy's lips gently before returning to his gaze into those beautiful blue eyes. "Ira....it's okay...." The older man whispered lightly, all sense of cockiness washed away in the few seconds that were shared by a recollection of pain and inevitable rejection.
"Love is like a butterfly, it goes where it pleases and it pleases wherever it goes.
Love is like a butterfly, hold it too tight, it'll crush. Hold it too loose, it'll fly."
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 2:08 pm
The teen groaned tightly when Brian made his additional thrust. How could something feel so good and so terrible all at once. "I'm sorry," he gasped, his fingers forming fists in Brian's hair while he waited the pain out. The soft caress of Brian's hand against his forehead made the teen struggle to focus his gaze on the man above him. "Nnnh," he moaned lightly at the kiss and lifted for a second shortly thereafter. "I know," Ira replied in a whisper, "I trust you." He promised quietly, knowing his words were probably difficult for Brain to hear, but he needed to say them regardless.
"Brian... Brian..." Ira panted the other's name, having no other words as he fought to relax into the sensation.
"You c-can move," he finally gasped, his hands tightening their grip on the other's blonde locks. "J-just...slow...kay?" Ira let one palm slip to the other's cheek, training Brain's gaze to his, "Rock into me," he whispered, mouth parted and an expression full of both affection and desire, "Slowly, let me feel you. I want to feel every second of this. Take me gently, Brian. And I promise when I'm ready you can drill me til I pass out."
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 10:13 am
Brian Harvard
Brian could feel his body threatening to give in to the affectionate way that the boy connected their eyes and he struggled with himself not to pull away from the teen. The blonde's heart jumped hearing the declaration of trust and it scared Brian more than anything in the world could have scared him. 'Rock into me'; those words alone broke Brian's trance and his body instantly started to pull back and his hips just as gently pushed back into Ira. Bran wasn't use to this level of intimacy, but he was honestly concerned for the boy and didn't want to hurt him any more than he already had. The promise the boy made brought a smile to Brian's blank expression and the man leaned forward with a quick kiss to Ira's lips. "Is...is this good? Am I going slow enough?"
"Love is like a butterfly, it goes where it pleases and it pleases wherever it goes.
Love is like a butterfly, hold it too tight, it'll crush. Hold it too loose, it'll fly."
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 5:44 pm
Ira could see the fear his words had caused in the other. His fingers played with the ends of the blonde's hair in hopes of calming him, every stroke ending in a gentle pull- trying to keep the affection out of the action.
"Uhhn....heh....nnn..." Soft moans pulled from Ira's lips as he vocalized the sweet pain Brian's gentle movements caused him. The kiss was welcome, and Ira pressed into it, but let it go as quickly as Brian pulled away.
"Its...perfect, Brian," Ira breathed, laying a hand against the older male's neck and he joined their gazes. "Its just sex," He spoke as evenly as possible, though the occasional moan or pant broke through, "Its just sex. Let go, please, let go," Ira urged, hoping the male would relax. Ira hated to see the discomfort and stress his affectionate tendencies brought the object of his obsession. "Its just sex. Slow sex for now, sure," The boy smirked, "But its just sex. ******** me, okay? Just, let yourself go. Its alright, its all alright."
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 8:32 am
Brian Harvard
"Ira..." Brian gasp staring down at the boy with a glaze over his lusty eyes. As much as Brian wanted to hate the actions he honestly couldn't and that was the most terrifying part. As he slowly pushed his hips up against the boy his eyes never left the teen below him searching the boy's face for the reason he wasn't fleeing from the emotions the boy tried to settle with his barely heard words; even the usual '******** me' sounded so sensual and deep rather than full of raw passion.
"Love is like a butterfly, it goes where it pleases and it pleases wherever it goes.
Love is like a butterfly, hold it too tight, it'll crush. Hold it too loose, it'll fly."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 6:52 am
The teen's body writhed slowly, trying to find an angle within the limiting position that would make taking Brian's thick piece just a little easier. His breathing was rather heavy, and laced with soft groans as the older male pressed into him again and again. The pain was dissipating slowly, and even though the teen tried to hide it, it was obviously written on his face.
Little by little, Ira's breath eased. The slow rock of Brian's hips would occasionally bring a welcome tug within the boy. Ira wanted to close his eyes, wanted to isolate his sense of touch, to drown in just that one sensation. But the way Brian's eyes held his would not let him look away. He was bound by the older male's gaze and could do nothing but search the blonde's expression in return.
Locking eyes with Brian like this escalated the experience for Ira. This was an intimacy he'd not yet felt. stop , he begged silently, you're making me fall in love with you. Ira's body gave a small shiver and he tangled his fingers into the other's blonde strands. His arms ached to wrap around Brian's shoulders, to hold the man close, to feel the beat of Brian's heart against his own chest. But with his legs raised as they were, their position allowed for a good angle, not the sort of sweet affection the teen now found himself craving. As he gazed into Brian's searching eyes, Ira felt his body finally letting go. He was tight, sure. His body probably always would be. But the pain had finally eased. There was nothing but Brian's eyes on him, and the way that made him feel.
In a moment of weakness, the boy dropped one of his hands from Brian's hair and grabbed for the man's hand instead. Shortly thereafter a moan caught in the teen's throat and escaped with a sound almost like a hiccup. A thin, premature release dripped down the boy's aching length. "I-I'm sorry!" Ira stammered, too surprised by his own body to think about stopping his childish reaction.
[[wow. I am the worst RP partner ever! I am so so sorry for the wait]]
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