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The Wrong Thing To Do (Scene chapter II)
by N3k00-Ch4N
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"Gohan..."
I walk towards the shower and push him inside, closing the door behind me. I turn the tap back on and stare at his bewildered face. I kneel down so that I'm at his eye level and stare deep in his eyes, those eyes, those eyes that reflect the lust in my eyes. I grab him by the nape and crush his lips into mine, in an earth-shattering embrace. He kisses me back, so softly, still bewildered at my appearence in the shower. My other hand travels down his back, feeling all those ripples that are so unusual for a boy his age.
My fingertips continue its downward journey to his lower back, feeling it arch as I reach his crack, and feeling those warm, soft buttocks. I feel the cheeks softly at first, then squeezing them as our kiss becomes more passionate and fierce. I break our kiss, to begin nibbling down his jaw, to his neck, tickling it with my tongue as his neck falls back to give me more access.
He starts to gasp, exhaling more than he's inhaling. He moans as my lips brushes against his earlobe, I nibble on that sweet spot making him tremble and quiver at the touch.
"Gohan..." he whimpers.
Hearing him say my name like that makes me smile to myself. I continue kissing and licking my way down his chest, feeling every rise and fall on his torso with my hands, while I seek out his nipples, nipping at the nub which stiffens them. He elicits a moan and I begin to suck on them while he moans my name further.
"Ooh... Gohan..." he moans.
Does he want this? His moans affirm this, but his limp member reveals the opposite. Can he even get hard? Is he too young? I try to avert my gaze and my attentions from the beautiful boy before me, but to no avail.
I plant kisses up his thigh, spreading them as I get closer and closer to his small length. I watch him twitch his hips as I finally come into contact with it. I stroke it, causing him to tense up.
"Ah!"
I place my lips on the tip of the hardening prick and kiss it tenderly, causing him to jerk his hips. I smile before I place the thing in my mouth, swallowing the whole length, which makes him gasp harsher, his head falling back, and his hands grasping my spikes.
"Ooh!" he yells.
He starts jerking his hips into my mouth, pulling the length further down my throat.
"Ooh God...!" he screams again.
He jerks two more times before his throbbing stick explodes in my mouth, sprouting his seed down my throat. I swallow the bitter and sweet taste.
I walk towards the shower and push him inside, closing the door behind me. I turn the tap back on and stare at his bewildered face. I kneel down so that I'm at his eye level and stare deep in his eyes, those eyes, those eyes that reflect the lust in my eyes. I grab him by the nape and crush his lips into mine, in an earth-shattering embrace. He kisses me back, so softly, still bewildered at my appearence in the shower. My other hand travels down his back, feeling all those ripples that are so unusual for a boy his age.
My fingertips continue its downward journey to his lower back, feeling it arch as I reach his crack, and feeling those warm, soft buttocks. I feel the cheeks softly at first, then squeezing them as our kiss becomes more passionate and fierce. I break our kiss, to begin nibbling down his jaw, to his neck, tickling it with my tongue as his neck falls back to give me more access.
He starts to gasp, exhaling more than he's inhaling. He moans as my lips brushes against his earlobe, I nibble on that sweet spot making him tremble and quiver at the touch.
"Gohan..." he whimpers.
Hearing him say my name like that makes me smile to myself. I continue kissing and licking my way down his chest, feeling every rise and fall on his torso with my hands, while I seek out his nipples, nipping at the nub which stiffens them. He elicits a moan and I begin to suck on them while he moans my name further.
"Ooh... Gohan..." he moans.
Does he want this? His moans affirm this, but his limp member reveals the opposite. Can he even get hard? Is he too young? I try to avert my gaze and my attentions from the beautiful boy before me, but to no avail.
I plant kisses up his thigh, spreading them as I get closer and closer to his small length. I watch him twitch his hips as I finally come into contact with it. I stroke it, causing him to tense up.
"Ah!"
I place my lips on the tip of the hardening prick and kiss it tenderly, causing him to jerk his hips. I smile before I place the thing in my mouth, swallowing the whole length, which makes him gasp harsher, his head falling back, and his hands grasping my spikes.
"Ooh!" he yells.
He starts jerking his hips into my mouth, pulling the length further down my throat.
"Ooh God...!" he screams again.
He jerks two more times before his throbbing stick explodes in my mouth, sprouting his seed down my throat. I swallow the bitter and sweet taste.
