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answer. He
couldn’t believe Victor’s audacity, but took more of the delicious meat into
his mouth. It was hot and pulsing, just as he liked it. He missed that so much!
    Victor supported his weight on one elbow, looking
down at Crunch with a slack, relaxed look on his face. He stroked Crunch’s head
so very gently, rubbing the skin with his fingertips, teasing him behind the
ear. It made Crunch eager to please his new lover, so with another moan, he
bobbed his head on the stiff cock.
    “Yes... that’s good, Crunch.” Victor’s thigh
muscles tensed up as his hips rose off the floor, grinding into Crunch’s mouth.
The smooth cockhead sliding over the roof of his throat was enough to get him
gagging.
    “Oy!” He frowned and pulled away, ignoring the
sting in his throat. “I said I can’t do it, so don’t push me.” Crunch gave
Victor’s arse a pinch for emphasis.
    The lad laughed, showing off his perfectly white
teeth, which stood out on the flushed face. “And I thought you were the villain
here.” He slid his fingers down Crunch’s face, brushing his thumb over his
cheekbone, and Crunch leaned into the touch with a sigh.
    “Would a villain be suckin’ yar cock? I don’t
think so!”
    “He would if he liked it. So be a good villain and
suck,” murmured Victor, embracing Crunch’s shoulders with his warm thighs.
    Crunch grumbled, but didn’t waste time, sucking on
the salty prick, as his fingers slowly made their way in between Victor’s
arsecheeks. It was met by an approving grunt as the other man ground his buttocks
against his hand.
    “Nn, I only let you slide in if you’re naked,”
breathed Victor, smiling at him.
    “I don’t think I’ve got it in me for another go
just yet.” Crunch laughed, before sucking down on the cock once more.
    “And yet you’re assaulting my backside,” whispered
Victor, his eyes fluttering shut.
    Crunch smiled over the cock and teased the
delicate flesh with his thumb. Victor didn’t talk anymore. He laid back on the
blanket, with his throat exposed as he enjoyed the attention, gasping louder with
each passing second.
    Crunch didn’t spare him any caresses he could
think of, working his tongue the best ways he knew how to. Arousal overcame his
body when the cock in his mouth grew harder, the first spurt of cum hitting his
throat. Victor stiffened around him, clutching at his skull with a broken
whimper. Crunch swallowed every single drop, pulling back his hands to stroke
Victor’s tense stomach as he let out a grunt of satisfaction. The younger man
slacked, grabbing at him with a dreamy expression that sent warm shivers all
the way down Crunch’s spine.
    “Come here, Crunch...”
    He didn’t have to be asked twice. He crawled up
Victor’s body and laid on top of him, savouring the warmth and softness with
every inch of his skin. “That was good.”
    The other man gave him a satisfied smile, looking
at Crunch from below his thick lashes. He threw his arms around the Crunch’s
neck, leaning in to lap at his mouth. “Yes.”
    “Yar one pretty fucker...” Crunch sighed and
closed his eyes.
    “You’re too handsome to be a rapist,” Victor
replied with a delighted chuckle. He crossed his ankles on top of Crunch’s arse
and licked his lips again.
    “Glad to be of service,” Crunch caressed his
sides, groaning with pleasure at being allowed to touch a man so fine without
any limits.
    “Isn’t it ironic that you’re the one to service
me?” Victor kept stroking Crunch’s head and arms, looking at him with
half-lidded eyes.
    “Don’t get ahead of yarself. I just returned the
favour.” Crunch smiled at him. The tenderness was slowly choking breath out of
him.
    “You’re just saying that now to save face.”
Victor’s tongue dug between his lips, demanding entrance.
    “Caught red handed.” Crunch sighed and took over,
abruptly forcing his tongue through the opening of Victor's mouth, penetrating
its soft heat. It was passionate, yes strangely