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Finally Karl pulled back, mainly because as great as it felt, he didn’t want to be things to be that rushed. He licked over the head of Chris’ cock once more, sucking off the small beads of white there and finally sat back to wriggle his way out of his pants. There wasn’t anything worn under it, so Chris would have a nice view on his equally hard, throbbing cock. He leaned back on his elbows, still panting, grinning, presenting himself on the carpet. “Like what you see?”
“Oh yes, I like what I see a lot.”
Gracefully sinking to his knees Chris moved between Karl’s spread legs. Resting his hands on the man’s thighs he leaned forward to steal a kiss. Chris happily hummed against those soft lips, loving how he tasted on the Kiwi’s tongue. A little reluctantly he drew back, already missing the feeling of those lips against his own. He wiggled around for a moment, getting comfortable, his hands still resting on those muscular thighs. His fingers played with the soft hairs covering the even softer skin. Wetting his lips Chris leaned forward, his lips closing around the head of Karl’s cock. For a moment he let his tongue play with the sensitve tip before he sucked, hard.
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Karl moaned breathlessly around Chris’ cock and thrust his hips against that unexpected assault eagerly, searching for more friction. Trying not to lose focus, he finally swallowed all of Chris down, pressing his head forward until his lips teased over his lover’s flat stomach. Ignoring the need to breathe, he kept on swallowing and moaning and panting while his own cock jerked desperately with the need for more attention.
Chris gasped when he felt Karl moan around his cock. “Fuck!” He had known, somehow, that they would be good together but nothing had prepared him for the reality of it. This time his knees actually did buckle, only Karl’s arms around his hips kept him upright. Moaning, Chris moved his foot harder, faster, making sure to give back as much as he could. “Karl...”
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Those delicious noises on Chris’ lips only encouraged Karl to ditch whatever foreplay he had planned - or at least postpone it to later - and keep on his enthusiastic licking and kissing that beautiful cock. Slowly, he let the thick shaft slide into his mouth and hollowed his cheeks, sucking in delight. his own cock throbbed with need as he slowly swallowed the other down.
His knees almost gave out when Karl stopped the teasing licks and took Chris’ cock into his mouth, slowly sucking him into that perfect moist heat. “God...so good, so very good.” he moaned breathlessly. A little frown marred his forehead for a moment. While he was flying high poor Karl was doing all the work. But Chris got an idea. He moved his right foot into Karl’s lap, using his toes and heel carefully to pleasure the Kiwi.
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“Ooompf.”
Karl honest-to-God forgot that he had just been about to take his own pants off. At the sight of that well-trained naked body his brain shut off immediately. With two step he was there, his eyes hungrily taking in the sight of skin and throbbing flesh, and went to his knees in front of the couch. He needed to taste that beautiful cock like now and certainly wasted no time getting into action. His pants still half open, his own hard cock tenting against his underwear, he wrapped his arms around Chris’ hips and pulled him forward enough so Karl could lean over his lap and lick a first long stripe over his exposed cock.
Chris smiled even broader when he saw the effect he had on Karl. He could not remember the last time someone had made him feel that sexy and wanted with just a look. The smile that had turned almost smug when Karl had stumbled over to him was gone in a moment. Shock turned to surprise turned to delight. His brain was finally able to catch up with what was happening. Karl on his kness, his arms wrapped around Chris’ hips, a wicked tongue playing with his cock. Just one lick was enough to make Chris fully hard. He moved his hands into Karl’s hair, just for the contact. Another lick and his’ head dropped back, a loud moan leaving his lips before he bit down on his bottom lip.
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While the heat pulsing through his veins demanded to follow the other immediately, Karl took a moment to just watch that ass walk away from him. He wetted his lips dry lips with his tongue and enjoyed the taste of his lover still there.
“Clothes. Off.”
There was a lustful yearning more in his voice than an order and he made sure to make a good example, quickly pulling his shirt over his head while he neared the couch.
A shudder went through Chris, hearing that voice again. He had said it the night they had made out in the pool and he still stood by it: Karl probably could make him come just talking like that. Deep. Dark. Sexy. But not tonight. Tonight he wanted Karl to fuck him blind.
“Aye Aye.” Chris said with a mock-salute.
For a moment he admired Karl’s bare chest. Damn, he could not wait to explore all that skin with his lips and tongue. A teasing smile spread across his face, quickly becoming mischievous. Locking eyes with Karl he slowly began to take off his clothes, putting on a little show for the man.
Before long Chris was completely naked, his cock already half-hard. He leaned back against the back of the couch, his eyes still fixed on Karl.
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It didn’t take more than a lapful of willing, pliant Chris to be back to hardness within seconds. The kitchen chair wasn’t the safest or most comfortable place to make out, but Karl decided, getting up was definitely out of the question right now. He balanced them as well as possible with planting his feet firmly to the ground and focused the rest of his attention to the gorgeous man in his arms. A content, aroused sigh on his lips, he licked deeply into Chris’ mouth, teasing and tasting and rubbing against soft pink flesh while his hand impatiently slipped under those pants, seeking out skin.
The kiss was heating up fast, deep and passionate. Before long soft moans and groans were the only sounds breaking the silence. Chris mentally congratulated himself for having the foresight to put on linen pants that sat lose on his hips. And he really like how they felt against his skin. He liked the hand finally pushing into his pants a lot more. Their position was not ideal though. With a last nip to that full bottom lip Chris drew back and got up gracefully. He mourned the loss of the hand down his pants for a second before he grabbed it and drew Karl up.
“Couch” he whispered against the man’s lips, his tongue darting out to steal another taste. Turning around he strolled over to the couch.
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“Snob”, Karl grumbled, a good-hearted grin on his face.
One that only grew when those luscious lips once more came close enough to devour them. He decided that he had been good enough for the moment an buried his hand in Chris’ hair to pull him closer, tongue sneaking forward to part those pillowy lips and sneak between them. A soft, hungry growl was in the back of his throat, and somehow his hand had found its way back on that perfect ass, kneading and groping with passion.
“Neanderthal“ Chris answered with a snort.
And then talking was over. Chris moaned when Karl pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. He willingly let the man’s tongue in, tenderly sucking on it. He moaned again when he heard Karl growl, felt the sound against his lips. And finally that hand was back on his ass, kneading and groping. With a growl of his own he pushed Karl and his chair backwards without breaking the kiss until he had enough space to crawl into that lap.
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“Yeah, not like anyone would buy that virgin act anyway. Even you are not that great an actor.”
While enjoying that kiss as a delicious reminder of what those beautiful lips could do, Karl didn’t do more than give Chris’ ass a soft, playful squeeze for now. They had time and he wanted his friend to be comfortable. He followed the other with the desired items and sat back on the table, propping his feet up on a chair nearby to wait for his share of dessert. His lips were still burning with that way too chaste kiss, and the desire kept on thrumming through his loins, but he had always been a patient man. The night was long.
Chris snorted. “Hey, don’t insult my talent. I could totally play a virgin. Maybe a virgin sacrifice.” His eyes crinkled in good humor.
It was like he could still feel Karl’s strong, big hand on his ass. His cheek still tingled. He could not wait for his whole body to tingle in that delicious way. But they had time and Chris wanted to enjoy every single second.
He served the dessert, pushing Karl’s feet of the chair with a raised eyebrow. “No feet up at the dinner table. Anywhere else in the house? Be my guest.”
He could have sworn Karl was pouting just a little. Tenderly carassing the man’s cheek he leaned in for a longer kiss, letting a little of the passion he felt for the man show.
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“And here I was thinking that mildly sexual noise I made while eating gave it away.”
Karl chuckled and finished his glass with a playful wink.
“Delicious as usual, Cap’. Fruit sounds great.”
Chris seemed unusually nervous suddenly, so he dropped the suggestive hints for the moment and started collecting their plates to bring the stuff to the kitchen. Awkward tension was never helpful for a night like this, and if his friend suddenly got cold feet, he didn’t mind ending dinner over beer and a game of football on TV.
Didn’t mean he wouldn’t be slightly disappointed though.
Chuckling Chris followed Karl into the kitchen. Just like that his nervousness and tension had slipped away. Jack had been the distraction he had needed. There was no reason to be anything but relaxed. This was Karl. Shacking his head at himself he moved close to his friend after the man had put down their plates. Smiling softly, he kissed Karl sweetly, apologetic.
“Sorry for suddenly turning into a blushing virgin for a moment there.”
He shrugged with a laugh. Getting the bowl out of the fridge he stole another kiss before he walked out of the kitchen, making sure to move his hips just a little suggestively.
“Would you grab two small bowls and a couple spoons for us?” he called back over his shoulder.
Yes, all was good. And this evening would be fantastic.
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“Can’t let that happen.”
A shit-eating grin curled on Karl’s lips when he caught Chris sputtering and staring. This would be so much fun.
He took just another moment to fetch Jack some water and a chewing bome he’d brought over so the dog wouldn’t be staring Chris’ and his food to death.
Then he finally started on his own plate. The food was extraordinary and he made sure to complinent with an appropriate amount of appreciative moans, but his mind was anywhere but at the table right now. When he was finished, he leaned back on his chair again in the same suggestive posture and sipped on the rest of his wine.
“So what did I hear about dessert?”
Finally the plate was empty and for a moment Chris helplessly kept on staring. Rubbing his suddenly damp palms against his thighs he desparetly tried to find something witty or cheeky to say and came up…absolutely empty. He was so lost in thoughts that he almost jumped out of his chair when something wet and cold touched his hand.
“Jack! Hey there buddy. Looking for some more scratches?” Turning a little to the side he used both hands to fulfill the dog’s silent demands. Smiling happily he locked eyes with Karl. “He really knows what he wants and how he’ll get it.” Just like that Chris was relaxed again.
“I hope you liked dinner.” he said, almost a little shy. “And for dessert, I made us a junket with fresh fruits. I thought that would be best with how warm it is…!?”
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“You know, you keep those puns up, I’ll just have to gag you.”
Leaning back on his chair, Karl crossed his legs, resting one ankle on the opposite knee to show off the slightly deformed spot on the front of his pants even better. After a long sip of wine, he licked the remaining drops off the edge of the glass, not even trying to pretend he wasn’t railing his friend up.
“Which would be a shame, because I have so many plans for that beautiful mouth of yours.”
“Like I said before, I love being gagged and helpless now and then. Oh well, maybe another night.” winking at Karl, Chris took another sip of wine. Not even a second later he almost choked on his motuhful. Karl moved, deliberately displaying the large bulge at the front of those sinfully tight leather pants. Chris eyes follwed the movement of the other man’s tongue, not even noticing that his own darted out to wet his suddenly dry lips.
“Alright, food first. It would be a shame letting it go to waste.” Clearing his throat Chris picked up his silverware, starting to eat. He made sure to keep his eyes fixed on the plate, looking at Karl right now might actually cause permanent damage.
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Still tired, Karl didn’t hear the other coming and nearly jumped when he hot breath ghosted over his ear, leaving goose-bumps all over his neck. He bit his lower lip with a shaky sigh at that delicious bite, remembering all the things this sinful mouth could do and all the places he still wanted to feel it on. For a moment he considered wrapping his arms around Chris’ shoulders and pulling him down on the sofa with him to eat the man alive right here and now. But the delicious hearty smell of a well-done steak was even more tempting, at least for now.
Reluctantly, he got up, not even bothering to hide the slight bulge on the front of his tight leather pants.
“Gotta do better for that, Pine”, he answered the horrible pun dryly, with just the tiniest rough purr in his voice, before he followed his friend to the table.
Chris swallowed hard when he heard the barest hint of a purr in his soon-to-be lover’s deep voice. A blaze of arousal shot through his body when his eyes fell on the bulge in Karl’s pants. He sucked his bottom lip in, chewing on it for a moment to calm himself down…at least a bit. He had put quite a bit of work into dinner, even baked some break himself. Jumping the Kiwi had to wait for a bit longer. Grinning to himself Chris sat down after he had filled their glasses with wine.
Raising his glass he winked at his friend, again grinning so broadly his eyes crinkled.
“Here’s to boldly go where none of us has gone before!”
Sipping his wine he looked at Karl, wiggling his eyebrows.
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“I never get a greeting like that. I should be jealous.” Karl pretended to pout a little and leaned down to join Chris’ hand for a double belly rub. Jack stretched out and panted like the hedonistic little shit he was, and Karl was rewarded with a very welcome pleasant tingling in his lower body when Chris’ and his hand met. The promises of their little makeout session in the pool bar were anything but forgotten. He had a vague idea, they would not make it through dinner.
He shamelessly stared when that glorious ass was walking away from him and then planted himself on the sofa with a relieved sigh.
“I think I already spotted my dessert.”
Throwing a smirk over his shoulder Chris wiggled his ass before stepping into the kitchen. He quickly but skillfully prepared their plates, making sure that it looked as delicious as it would hopefully taste. After he set them down on the dining table he quickly got the fine red wine he had gotten especially for this evening.
Moving stealthily he snuck up behind an unaware Karl “Dinner is served, my dear.” He whispered into the man’s ear before he bit lightly into the earlobe. He drew back with a grin that almost split his face, eyes sparkling with mirth.
“You coming?”
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Karl was jetlagged, he was grumpy and embarrassingly horny ever since he’d left the boat in the harbor. Fortunately, he was pretty sure the upcoming evening would take care at least of two of those conditions.
Flying out to see the kids had been a no-brainer, he’d not seen them in way too long, but dealing with not one but two exes at the same time back in the US had made him remember pretty quickly why he loved his new island escape so much. At least around here no one fucking care who he fucked, how often, in what way or why. He was more or less still waiting for the day when either Katie or Natalie - or both since the ax of evil lately hung out together way too often for his taste - would be going to the press about his preferences just out of spite. Of course they wouldn’t - they hadn’t parted on that bad terms - but just the pure existing chance was enough to keep both distance and quiet about certain subjects around them. US was either work and a cage right now, the Caribbean was the badly needed escape. There was really no reason to not keep this neat little cottage for a while that he’d bought here a few months ago.
Especially now with such charming company in the close neighborhood.
Jack already suspected where they were going and kept on yapping and scurrying around on the whole short walk to Chris’ house. When their friend opened, Karl certainly didn’t get a chance to try and hug him, his dog was a lot faster than him on two hours of sleep. He couldn’t help but grin about how the German Shepherd enthusiastically licked Chris’ face.
“Someone’s missed you.”
“Umpf!”
Chris laughed, scratching Jack’s head while trying to keep the enthusiastic dog away from his face. “Sorry buddy, only humans get kisses.” He playfully wrestled the dog back down and laughed again when Jack promptly dropped down, turned unto his back, clearly demanding a belly rub. Grinning up at Karl he did just that. “And only dogs get belly rubs.” He winked before he got up to finally great his friend.
“Hey there” Smiling he stepped into Karl’s personal space, noticing that the man had already closed his front door while he had been occupied with Jack. Using only his fingertips he caressed Karl’s cheek before breathing an almost kiss across the man’s lips.
With a big teasing grin on his face he stepped back. “I hope you are hungry. I made us steaks, salad and something nice for dessert.” He said mock-casual, turning around to step back into the kitchen, the grin back on his face.
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Chris took a deep breath, telling himself sternly to calm the fuck down. ‘It’s just Karl.’ It did not work. Because no matter what he told himself, this evening was not a JUST on any account. Karl was coming over for dinner and hopefully more. And it was that more anything that made Chris feel like a blushing teenager on his first date. He smiled self-deprecating, his finger moving through his hair once, twice. A little nervous tick he was not really aware off.
Walking to the couch and sitting down, he let his head drop back, closing his eyes. A smile stole over his face when his thoughts drifted back to his first evening on the island. That first little taste of Karl had woken a hunger he almost could not control. The last days he had masturbated more than in the last years as a whole. He could not help it and tonight, if all went well, he would get to know Karl in the most intimate of ways.
A knock on the door and Chris’ eyes opened wide. Taking another deep breath, he got up and open the door, a warm and welcoming smile on his lips.
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That’s… just perfect. Hmm, can’t wait to get inide you, make you feel all of me… Good thing that bar won’t run out of drinks anytime soon.
Couldn’t agree more. Damn, even the way you smell drives me crazy. So much skin...don’t even know where to start kissing, nibbling, sucking, biting...hm, tough choice. Fuck, neither can I, you felt so big in my hand. The only thing I care about right now is you...
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So you’re telling me, that ass is so special, huh? I might even believe that… Think you’ll have to grind it against me for a while longer to prove it, though.
I’m telling you, that I’ve waited a long time for this and I’m really eager to get very intimate knowledge of every part of you. The plan is to get both of us breathless, unable to move a muscle but deliriously blissed out. So my ass knows what is at stake. Hm, like this? Or do you like that better? Maybe something different...when I roll my hips just this way...
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