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fist and lowered it, holding it against Gin s hip.  Changed you did the color of your hair so you
would finally see Gin Py instead of a ryn Ferth, so that you would see how handsome you are
instead of a man you thought ugly. He reached around with his other hand and rubbed it over
Gin s hairy chest, with a roguish smile pinched his nipple.  I think you a most handsome and
fine specimen of manhood. Shiny treasure you are indeed.
Gin s eyes widened at such words, but then he shook his head.  Far from shiny treasure I
am.
  Tis not so. He kissed Gin s neck, silently thanking Rune for offering such insight into
Gin. Gin needed to know he belonged to him.  Were you not treasure to me, do you think I
would be desiring to fuck you so, to do all I could to bring you such overwhelming pleasure?
Were you not treasure do you think I would be chasing you so intently? Methinks were you not
treasure, I would have found a way off this boat, but here I am and not elsewhere.
Torin continued to watch Gin in the mirror, saw the lingering doubts of his claim. He
dropped his hand from Gin s chest, grabbed his free hand, then placed both hands upon the
washbasin; Gin s body now bent forward and held captive. Kicking Gin s legs apart, Torin
rocked his lengthening cock between his lover s buttocks.
 What are ye about?
 It seems I must prove my words. He held Gin s surprised gaze in the mirror.  Do not
move, pirate.
 We face a mirror. But he did as Torin ordered, staying where he was, his prick aching
hard with the knowledge that he was about to be taken.
 Indeed. Do not take your eyes from it. I want you well aware  tis I who stand behind you,
that I am the one fucking you. Torin rocked his hips again and moaned his pleasure.   Tis a fine
ass you have, strong, firm.
Releasing Gin s hands, trusting him to remain as he placed him, Torin caressed said ass, his
thumbs digging into the muscled cheeks.
 Oh yes, a most fine ass.
 Torin& please, m-my ass needs not admiring.
 Methinks it does. Methinks that it needs much admiring. He continued kneading it,
caressing it.
 Nae, fuck me!
He brought the flat of his hand down upon Gin s buttocks with a resounding slap, pleased by
Gin s startled cry of ecstasy.  Do I need introduce a gag?
 Ye& 
Torin did it again, bringing his hand down in a stinging slap. He watched and waited,
curious as to Gin s reaction. He knew Gin liked it, the way his skin blossomed with color and his
body vibrated as it waited for more, but it was a big step and could court trouble, especially after
his reaction to being suckled. But Gin stayed where he was, his eyes wide and pleading in the
mirror, his lips wet and parted.
 Worry not, I will fuck you, but I will do so when I am ready to do so. He rubbed the
reddened area, soothing the sting, before bringing his hand down one more.
Gin cried out again, afraid he was going to come before Torin could fuck him. He had
forgotten how good it felt, the feel of a hard smack to his ass. That it was Torin who delivered
the blow, the pleasure& His knees dropped when Torin placed a kiss upon his back, the differing
sensations one stinging, the other gentle battering his mind, his body, but he braced them,
determined to continue.
Yeryl and Zasara he wanted him to continue. In that moment the past meant nothing.
Torin kissed Gin s back again, traced his tongue along his spine, before again bringing his
hand down upon his lover s buttocks.  Think not to come, pirate. Know I do that you are close.
 I& 
 If I need to, gladly will I place a tie upon your prick. Another strike of hand to firm
rounded flesh. His own prick surged, pulsed, when Gin s buttocks flexed, when his cry grew
louder, filling the room with the sounds of his ecstasy.
Gin pressed back against Torin and was rewarded with another hard hand to his ass. Yeryl
and Zasara that was good. So good.
He blinked when Torin disappeared from the mirror, going down upon his knees behind
him.  What are ye a& ?
His body bucked forward when Torin swirled his tongue between his buttocks, playing with
the tight ring of his hole.  Fuck! he yelled. Torin had actually done it. Stars swam before his
eyes when Torin did it again, used his tongue upon him so intimately, and he could hardly
breath. Never had he imagined&  Fuck!
When Torin grasped Gin s prick, gave it a rough tug, his tongue still doing unimaginable
things, Gin thought he might pass out. He could hardly pull in enough air to say the word that
would stop everything.
Yeryl and Zasara, why would he want to say it?!
 Torin& Torin& coming& 
Torin climbed to his feet, running his tongue up and along Gin s spine as he did so. When he
reached the base of Gin s neck, he straightened and brought his hand down upon his lover s ass.
 No, you are not, not until I am within you.
A sob slipped from Gin s lips, needing so much.  Please.
Again Torin brought his hand down upon Gin s ass. For a moment he worried he had pushed
him too far, that he had actually brought Gin to orgasm the ecstasy upon Gin s face, the way
his body stiffened surely his lover s seed was spilling.  Did you come?
Gin shook his head, gasping,  Close.
Torin summoned the glide oil to his hand and dribbled it down the crease of Gin s ass,
pleased when Gin shuddered, then dribbled some upon his own prick before sending the bottle
away; he hummed feeling the oil warming against his skin. He started spreading the oil around
Gin s hole before pressing a finger into him, slowly pumping it in and out making certain to
caress the pleasure knot as he did so.
 Love&  Gin pushed back against Torin s finger, riding it as much as Torin was using it to
fuck him.  Aye& aye& aye& 
Torin eased a second finger into Gin and continued the slow in and out. He added more oil
wanting it slicker as he scissored his fingers then rotated them, continuing to ready Gin. It was
getting harder to control himself, his own arousal being pushed to the limits. He wanted to fuck
Gin, to fuck him well. Torin wanted Gin to fully recognize his claim upon him.
When Gin groaned, his body stilling, Torin knew he could wait no longer. Easing his fingers
away, he grasped his cock and pressed it against the opening, pushing his way inside Gin. His [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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