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“Pain and pleasure are sometimes so close!”
Fen arched up when Ripley nipped harder, his cock throbbing in response. His groans grew louder as Ripley moved from one nipple to the other.
“This might…have seemed…a good idea,” Fen gasped. “Don’t think I’m not into it, but we—well, me to be honest—I don’t want to mess up the water. I have this horrible thought in my head of having to call the hot tub company to tell them we fucked up the filters. Then having to explain why. Well, I wouldn’t. You’d have to. You know how to talk to people and tell them difficult things. You can have your wicked way with me inside and then we’ll come out again.”
“Once we’re inside, we won’t come out. Sit up here.”
Ripley lifted Fen so he was out of the water, his backside on the edge of the tub. He pushed Fen’s legs apart then looked up at him. Fen snapped a picture and Ripley glared.
“I promise not to share it on TikTok. Easy because I’m not on TikTok. But if you don’t hurry up, I’m going to freeze.”
Ripley dropped his head and blew across the tip of Fen’s shaft.
Fen let out a little whine. “The sensation of having my balls in hot water while my cock is waving for help before it freezes solid is so…disconcerting.”
“Don’t make me laugh or I can’t do this.”
Ripley ran his tongue along the narrow slit at the tip of Fen’s cock and Fen shuddered. When he grabbed one of Fen’s hands and held it to his cheek so he could feel his cock in his mouth, Fen started to babble.
“Ohhh… I… It’s… Fuck… Yes…”
Just as he was thinking he was about to come, Ripley put his lips around his balls, gently separating them with his tongue.
“Don’t drown!” Fen gasped.
His last coherent thought because Ripley moved his mouth to his dick, and sucked.Don’t stop.Except he did, though only the sucking, and instead he fluttered his tongue at high speed over the tip of Fen’s cock and Fen felt as if he was levitating.
“Fuuuuck,” he groaned.
The groan turned to a cry when he felt Ripley’s finger teasing the tight ring of his anus, pressing against it until he was inside. Fen didn’t even try to stifle his cry as Ripley’s finger curved upward, found his prostate, then stroked it until Fen thought he might die of the ecstasy. His balls tightened and the countdown was on.
Ripley reached up to twist Fen’s nipple and the countdown sped up.
“Harder.” One word was all Fen could manage and when Ripley’s mouth and finger obeyed, Fen came undone.
He exploded into Ripley’s mouth, jerking from the force of his orgasm, spurt after spurt pumping from his shaft until he wondered if he’d ever stop, wondered if Ripley would choke. Ripley didn’t release him, just kept sucking and sucking until Fen was done, empty, limp as a noodle.
“Wha…” Fen searched for words and couldn’t find them.
A moment later, they were both under the surface, kissing and half-laughing, and Fen worried about drowning until Ripley pulled them up so fast water surged out of the tub.
“It’s snowing.” Fen tipped his head back to the sky. “How did you manage that? Oh, I know, you’re the talented Mr Ripley.”
Ripley laughed.
When they finally left the tub, Fen didn’t miss how Ripley made sure he was covered up with a towel before Ripley took one for himself.
“Go and get warm while I see to the cover,” Ripley told him.
Fen went back inside.I really like him. Really, really.It frightened him because it couldn’t last.
Ripley came in shaking snow from his hair and Fen pulled him into his arms.
“You’ve been a very good boy,” Fen said. “No need to call the hot tub people about the filter. Lucky you.”
Fen slipped his hand under Ripley’s towel and wrapped his fingers around his cock.
“Lucky me,” Ripley said.
