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THE GOLDEN SUN KINKMEME ([personal profile] goldensunkinkmeme) wrote2012-03-14 03:30 pm
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Big and Green

(Anonymous) 2015-12-17 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
This kind of works, right? Right. Maybe.

You might already know who I am.

*****

Maybe the scales should’ve been a bit off-putting.

And maybe those spikes jutting from them should’ve made him do at least a double-take.

And maybe that green skin and red eyes and light hair combo should’ve set danger signals on high to his brain because, come on, that’s just textbook bad guy looks and his little brother kept bothering him to read some crappy comics about that.

But with that huge guy on his knees, muscles flexing for show more than anything else, completely divested of his ridiculous getup and suckling on his dick like a hungry newborn, Garet doesn’t think he actually cares right now.

What was his name again?

Eh.

Whatever. It feels too good to think too hard.

His fingers slide downward from the man’s scalp - tangling within his hair - and he yanks the man’s head none-too-gently, sheathing more his cock into his throat.

Surprisingly enough, the big guy continues nonplussed as he hums, sending vibrations deep into Garet’s cock while the heel of his free hand grinds against his perineum and suddenly Garet feels his legs become weak.

Damn, this guy is good, he thinks with stupid grin.

And he wonders if he can return the favor because that fat cock in the guy’s other (big) hand looks really hungry for some action. It’s all leaking and slick and bulging from the way he’s squeezing the thing, almost as if he knows that he’s about his load and Garet thinks that might also be good because he’s feeling a bit hungry too.

Before he gets a word in though, the guy pulls back - coughing slightly because, hey, he’s no slouch in the cock department either but wow that other guy’s dick puts his to shame - and slowly gets to his feet.

Garet’s cock slides wetly between those huge pecs and he can’t help but whine while it spurts out some precum, which doesn’t go unnoticed as the man grins and flexes and Garet wants to fuck those pecs and shoot so hard and–

Ohhh…

He shivers when the glans of his dick slides against those rock-hard abs too before Garet feels that gargantuan dick press against his balls and he really wants it and makes it known by grabbing it - with both hands no less - and holy shit, it’s so warm. So hard. So–

“You want it?” the larger man laughs throatily and bucks his hips, slowly fucking his meat between Garet’s sweaty fingers.

Words can’t seem to escape from his lips but he actually keens at the prospect.

Full-bodied and legs spread to accommodate for his height, he presses against against Garet - easily eclipsing his own impressive build - and takes hold of Garet’s cock again.

Garet nearly goes slack-jawed at the sight of that living mountain as the shadows framed by the firelight accentuate the man’s curves and he shakes as more precum leaks from his dick.

Oh, fuck.

He can feel himself getting close. Too close. And he has to bite his lip and force himself to stop cumming too early but he makes the mistake of glancing down because–

That cock.

Ohhh… fuuuck…

That monster cock of his hangs between his thighs as it drips its slick onto the floor and shines invitingly. Twitches invitingly.

“Show me.”

And with one swift tug on Garet’s already straining dick, cum sprays forth as it makes a mess of the man’s abs and trails all over that huge meat almost as if he was marking it as his own.

He isn’t given any time to relax when he’s slammed against the wall in a strong grip and loses his breath when the man kisses him.

It’s rough and heavy and vicious and before he can get used to it, the man pulls back again and smirks.

“Show me,” he reiterates and slowly strokes it - the minute slide of foreskin as his thumb traces the large vein underneath is cut short when he suddenly wraps his fingers around the base in a vicegrip and it bulges obscenely.

Shit, Garet thinks he could even see it throb.

“…Show me how much you want it, and I might just give you a taste of what’s inside.”

He doesn’t fall to his knees fast enough.