It's tough to have a dirty mind and two sexy roommates, but every day Charlie is so brave about it.
Now he gets to have the entirely new sensation of questing tentacles all over again from the other end: thicker and more flexible than fingers, more articulated than a dick, curling about in a way that multiplies exponentially when there's more than one. He hums with enjoyment, plus a not unhappy little hitched note when his oversensitive cock is touched. His hand rests on John's chest, and his fingers drift around, just enjoying the feeling of it.
He's so relaxed that the first tentacle slides in without even trying. He could easily lie here, heavy-limbed and happy, and let John ravish him in every which way -- but there's a fair bit of ravishing he'd really like to do to John as well.
The grin on his face, half-hidden by their close proximity, is distinctly cheeky despite the haziness. "I'm in uncharted waters here, ain't I? Damn near anything could happen." He takes a lazy breath. "Mmm, you feel good."
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Now he gets to have the entirely new sensation of questing tentacles all over again from the other end: thicker and more flexible than fingers, more articulated than a dick, curling about in a way that multiplies exponentially when there's more than one. He hums with enjoyment, plus a not unhappy little hitched note when his oversensitive cock is touched. His hand rests on John's chest, and his fingers drift around, just enjoying the feeling of it.
He's so relaxed that the first tentacle slides in without even trying. He could easily lie here, heavy-limbed and happy, and let John ravish him in every which way -- but there's a fair bit of ravishing he'd really like to do to John as well.
The grin on his face, half-hidden by their close proximity, is distinctly cheeky despite the haziness. "I'm in uncharted waters here, ain't I? Damn near anything could happen." He takes a lazy breath. "Mmm, you feel good."