Oh shit. He shivers as Lars whispers in his ears, whining as he slows down again. He nods yes because Lars has said 'yeah' and Lauren really doesn't want him to stop. But he has no idea what he's really agreeing too, his thoughts are going haywire again and it's so difficult to think straight.
He is hiding now, especially as Lars puts his hand around them both. It's so slow, so different than before. Lars' cock is hot against his own, rubbing him in unpredictable ways as Lars' hand strokes them both. It's just as intense as before, but in a different way. It's less rhythmic, less steady, and hotter, warmer, and so somehow even more torturous than before. He's not ashamed of feeling so keyed up after only a few minutes right now. Rather he just wants to come. He wants to come so badly he can even speak words.
His own hand has fallen away from Lars' dick, and it grabs now instead at the front of Lars' shirt. His fingers flex, opening and closing as his body shakes. His eyes are half-lidded, barely open as he focuses fully on the feelings running through him, the feeling of his cock straining for more as he comes ever close to falling over the edge. And it's all because of Lars, the realization of it pushes him even further, and he quietly moans the name as though to prove it even to himself that this was real.
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He is hiding now, especially as Lars puts his hand around them both. It's so slow, so different than before. Lars' cock is hot against his own, rubbing him in unpredictable ways as Lars' hand strokes them both. It's just as intense as before, but in a different way. It's less rhythmic, less steady, and hotter, warmer, and so somehow even more torturous than before. He's not ashamed of feeling so keyed up after only a few minutes right now. Rather he just wants to come. He wants to come so badly he can even speak words.
His own hand has fallen away from Lars' dick, and it grabs now instead at the front of Lars' shirt. His fingers flex, opening and closing as his body shakes. His eyes are half-lidded, barely open as he focuses fully on the feelings running through him, the feeling of his cock straining for more as he comes ever close to falling over the edge. And it's all because of Lars, the realization of it pushes him even further, and he quietly moans the name as though to prove it even to himself that this was real.