Josh simply grinned. “If you can’t concentrate with this beauty staring you in the face, that’s not my problem,” he answered, grabbing his crotch perversely. “Strip, boyo!”
Robbie smirked and removed his boxers. Immediately, he went around the table and stood in Josh’s eyeline and played with his cock, leaving it sitting on the cushion.
“Ain’t gonna work on me,” Josh said and slammed home a red in the pocket right next to Robbie’s cock. The shock made Robbie step back.
“Fuck, man, you nearly broke my dick,” he said, before the absurdity of his comment hit him and he giggled. “I can just imagine trying to explain that to the triage nurse!”
This set both of them off for a minute or so before Josh recovered himself enough to resume playing. “You gonna risk your dick again,” he asked, “or have your brains finally caught up with you?”
“I got you, arsewipe,” Robbie said, smirking. He continued to play with himself in Josh’s eyeline, but this time keeping a step back from the table.
Josh shook his head and smashed away the remaining reds before simply dropping the black. He looked up at Robbie. “I win,” was all he said.
“Well done,” Robbie answered and they shook hands.
“So,” Josh continued, whilst biting his lower lip, nervously, “what do I win?”
Robbie stood directly in front of him. “What do you want to win,” he asked.
Josh bit his lower lip again. He was trembling now, but whilst this had everything to do with his being naked, it had nothing to do with him being cold. On the contrary, he was almost sweating. “Well,” he said, finally, “it seems to me like you lost. And so, that should be a forfeit, don’t you think?”
Robbie nodded. “Sounds…fair,” he said. “So, what kind of forfeit?”
In fact, he knew. The crystals were screaming the answer at him, even if Josh was not. “I think I’ll leave that to you,” Josh replied.
Robbie looked Josh right in the eyes for a moment. He raised an eyebrow in an odd parody of Mr. Spock from Star Trek. Josh simply nodded. Words were not needed here.
Robbie nodded back and dropped to his knees. He found himself eye-to-eye, so to speak, with Josh’s impressive looking cock. It wasn’t the biggest he had seen, but Josh certainly had nothing to complain about.
Robbie put his hand out and caressed Josh’s cock, lightly, with the back of his fingers. Then he lifted it, slightly and caressed the underside with his thumb. The cock in his hand jumped a little and Josh gasped, involuntarily.
“Very nice,” Robbie whispered and his closeness meant that the breath of this statement blew across Josh’s cock, causing another involuntary jump.
“I didn’t… I don’t know… what to do?” Josh was also whispering.
Robbie didn’t quite hear the response that the crystals gave to Josh, but he knew they were telling him something. He glanced at Josh’s face, which had a glazed look as he tried to figure out where the voice inside his head was coming from. “Do you want me to stop,” he asked when he was sure the crystals had finished speaking.
“Fuck, no,” Josh half-whispered.
Robbie smiled and leaned forwards to plant a light kiss on the bulbous end of Josh’s cock. Josh gasped again.
“Absolutely. Fucking. Beautiful.” Robbie whispered and then licked the underside of Josh’s cock, allowing it to stand up to attention.
“Oh, fucking, wow,” Josh muttered. “So fucking weird!”
Robbie glanced at Josh with his eyebrow raised again. “Weird? Fucking Weird? Oh, thanks a lot,” he said, sarcastically.
Josh blushed. “No,” he said, quickly. “I mean… I’ve never… not with a guy… I’m not… you know… gay.”
Robbie kissed the cock in front of him again. “Neither am I,” he said. “But if it feels good, enjoy it. I assume it does feel good,” he continued.
“Oh, yes,” Josh said.
“That’s better,” Robbie replied and then swallowed the top half of Josh’s cock with a groan. His groan was echoed by Josh who threw his head back, closed his eyes and moaned, lightly.
“Oh, fuck,” Josh gasped. “Oh, fuck, that’s good!”
“Mmm-hmm,” Robbie mumbled, not taking Josh’s cock out of his mouth.
Josh flapped his hands around for a moment. Leaving them hanging at his side felt uncomfortable, but he didn’t know what to do with them for the best. After crossing his arms for maybe two seconds before feeling utterly ridiculous, he decided to settle for placing them, lightly, on top of Robbie’s head. Robbie moaned again to try and show approval at this.
Josh made no attempt to control Robbie’s movements. He simply allowed his hands to sit on Robbie’s head and, occasionally, when the bolts of electricity at what was happening shot through him, to grip Robbie’s hair a little. The light pain in his scalp was oddly thrilling to Robbie, who began working harder to give Josh those little thrills and make him grip tighter more often.
The two of them quickly got into a rhythm and Robbie was beginning to thoroughly enjoy himself. Josh was also enjoying himself, Robbie knew. No-one could fake the gasps, moans, hand grips and occasional hip bucking that Josh was doing for this long.
“Oh, shit! Oh, fuck! Oh, shit! So good! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Don’t stop! Oh, fuck, oh, oh, oh. FUCK!”
Robbie had his hands on Josh’s arse and was kneading it lightly. He was also watching for the tell-tale signs of Josh getting ready to cum and knew the time was getting close. He moved one hand to Josh’s cock and began pumping with that, whilst still sucking on it, but not because he needed to do so. He had another thought in mind – one that he didn’t need a crystal to tell him about.
When his fingers were wet enough, he moved his hand back onto Josh’s arse and began tickling it around Josh’s rosebud, causing more tingles in Josh and making him gasp again. To compensate for no longer pumping Josh’s cock, Robbie simply swallowed it whole. He had quickly determined that he was really quite good at this and his father, who had been by far the most common beneficiary of this skill, had often complimented him on it.
“Oh, FUCK! Wow! Shit! Fuck! Oh, for fuck’s sake! Shit, fuck, shit! Ah! Ahhh! Oh, fuck!” Josh was starting to lose his mind at what was happening to him. Robbie knew it would not be long.
And it wasn’t. Moments later, Josh announced: “Shit! Fuck! I’m gonna cum! Shit! I mean it! I’m gonna cum! I… I can’t stop it! Fuck! Gonna fucking cum!”
Robbie wondered exactly what Josh thought he, Robbie, was waiting for. Did he think Robbie was doing this without a very clear understanding of what was about to happen? Perhaps none of his girlfriends allowed him to cum in their mouths, he considered. If not, their fucking loss!
Yet, despite what he had said, Robbie felt that Josh was trying to stop it. A bold idea, but one that Robbie was very ready for. Determined not to let Josh off the hook, so to speak, Robbie implemented plan A. A for Anus.
Without warning, he plunged a wet finger into Josh’s arsehole. That shocking invasion, coupled with the truly world-class blowjob he was getting caused Josh to lose what little self-control he still had. With a final “Oh, FUCKING, FUCK!” he threw his head back as far as it would go and screamed as he blasted shot after shot of cum down Robbie’s throat.
Robbie was impressed, despite much of his attention being diverted into not choking to death on the delicious, creamy cum being fired into his mouth. This was a cum for the ages. And a cum for ages, too. It seemed to go on for about a week, with Robbie swallowing as quickly as he could so as not to spill a single drop.
Of course, it wasn’t a week – it wasn’t even half a minute, but time is a relative thing. Robbie had heard it explained brilliantly in Deep Blue Sea by LL Cool J’s character: put your hands on a hot pan, a second can feel like an hour; put your hands on a hot woman, an hour can feel like a second. Robbie had never understood that statement as much as he did right now.
Josh was also feeling the relative strains of time, but for him hours were feeling like seconds. He was gasping for breath and his legs were turning to jelly, threatening to spill him to the ground. “Holy fuck,” he gasped. “That was fucking….wow!”
“Thank you,” Robbie gasped back having finally swallowed everything Josh had had to give him. “I do try to please.”
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