ORIGINAL M / M, crossdressing
Title: With a skirt
Fandom: Original , Erotic
Characters: Julius, Matthew
Genre: Erotic, Romantic
Alerts: Lemon, Homosexuality
Party: 1 / 1
Notes: Written for the p0rn fest, ^ ^ to request ladyaika
Julius could only admit to himself that why every time, on time, ended up with Matthew bet it was because he knew how happy it would have been his companion when he won, not because they really could not stop accepting bets. Julie knew it was not a matter of "look like a girl" or not, that the partner she loved him for who he was and never would be in love with a girl. Despite everything, however, would have preferred if Matthew had admitted.
Until then, he thought Julius moving the pelvis would also be able to continue losing bets placed, dressing as a woman and shamelessly to sway annoying him wearing a thong.
The skirt was moving slightly to his every move, showing really great skin: Giulio she looked in the mirror, slightly sweaty white blouse and a red headband in her hair brown. She smiled, running a hand over his head, looking at her reflection and that of the boy sitting behind her, intent on watching from his chair, his lips parted and his eyes fixed on his butt, one hand resting on the crotch.
Julie spread her legs, stooping forward as he had seen in a film by a woman, putting himself fully on display. Then, as the blood went to his head and could throw a look directly to the partner, clearly saw him unbutton his pants, hesitate a moment and then stuffing them with one hand.
He stood, leaning mirror, continuing to move as if dancing despite the absence of music.
They decided to do so after the first time: there was nothing I prefer more of Julius hear the sighs of Matthew when he finally was no longer resisting and he would masturbate watching. He felt his eyes and ate it excited him, but ever since then hear him say ...
"Come here, baby."
was sweet but it was still an order and for some strange reason, like to Julius obey, join with a smile the chair and then let the fuck buddy in any position he wanted.
Matthew sat him down on his knees, seizing his chin in his fingers and kissing him while unbuttoning her blouse before you get it up again and have him sit now with his back to him. Matthew calmly placed his head on his shoulder, kissing his sweaty neck, his hands were moving possessive about his legs, on her thighs, going back to the groin. Julie bit her lip, moaning when a boy's hand clenched around his member, stroking, masturbating, and the other devoted himself instead to his testicles, touching floor. Gasped when the strap of the thong hurt and Matt included, stopping to pet it to make power on the tissue until it gave way, tearing. Julie smiled, moving forward because Matt could pull off the thong and throw on the ground, taking to massage the buttocks nude soon felt clearly the member of the hot companion perched on their skin and then press and penetrating. He groaned, his lips tight, while the hands of Matthew is still crawled under her blouse, squeezing the life and making him move, purpose without hesitation, groaning and panting in turn monosyllabic.
"So, yes, yes ..." Giulio
lowered head, focusing on the sensation of the penis of the other who was moving inside him, making him crazy. His gaze lingered on his sudden excitement: the skirt had moved and now its member soared over the edge blue, the boy could see the way in which pulsed and drops of liquid preorgasmico that slowly dripped on her skin , dirtying the fabric of her skirt, and without even knowing why, he felt even more exciting.
Matthew's hands moved, wandering over her body, caressing him, making him mad and took the boy to push against and tirarselo louder, moaning shamelessly until your arms are not tightened around the chest still bandaged from her blouse and companion Matthew broke free in his body, soon followed by the lover who was dirtying her skirt.
Julius leaned against the chest of Matthew, still smiling as he watched her skirt dirty now semen of both.
"You know, I begin to understand why you like me to dress so well."
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