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out to him. It was hard, it took concentration, but Xander could persevere
when he needed to. With a little bit of focus he thought he might not
shoot off into Chris"s mouth embarrassingly soon, and he managed to
wiggle his hand under Chris"s hips and wrap his hand around Chris"s
erection, because turnabout was fair play, and, dammit, he needed some
control in this situation.
Chris groaned around him and thrust into his palm shamelessly,
and that gave Xander the safety he needed. Chris seemed to crave his
touch just like Xander craved Chris"s, and oh, God…, Xander"s hips
started flexing without his permission, and he tried to press his ass hard
into the bed so he didn"t do that, but Chris just keptsucking,andpulling,
his hand becoming slick with the spit Chris let slide and with Xander"s
pre-come which leaked down around the head. Xander tightened his grip
on Chris"s prick, which was so thick that Xander"s long-fingered hand
could wrap around it, but probably nobody else"s. He released quickly,
afraid he"d hurt with his long-fingered touch, but Chris groaned and
thrust his cock into Xan"s grip. Xander forgot about being worried and
started concentrating on what to do to make him move harder, go faster.
Chris wanted him, wanted his touch, wanted to come in his hand.
Oh Holy God!Chris was cupping his balls now, with his free hand,
and the feeling was… was….
“Christian!” He wasn"t even shouting a warning, he was just
begging, pleading, thankingChrist!As he spilled, spilled into Chris"s
gulping mouth, and as soon as the first burst hit Chris"s mouth, the thing
in his hand gave a big throb and spilled hot come all over his fist.
Neither of them could stop coming. They twitched, they shuddered,
they came and came until finally Chris shoved reluctantly at Xander"s
hand at the same time Xander reached down to Chris"s shoulder to make
him stop. Sensitive, tender, and Xander stopped immediately and so did
Chris, and in a moment, Chris"s head was up, resting on Xan"s sweaty
