Soapy Land
Thread Topic: Soapy Land
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Drake, nodding slightly, slowly slipped in the next finger. The boy's walls were tight around both of them, and it made him impatient and longing to go right to thrusting into the delicate boy. He resisted, continuing slowly, spreading the two fingers to help widen the space.
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Rosario realized quickly that this wasn't going to be as enjoyable as he had thought. The second finger brought a bit of pain, and the movement brought more, but he kept silent, clenching his teeth, willing himself to hide it. He knew Drake would never intentionally make it painful, and there probably wasn't anything he could do to help it, so Rosario just let out little gasping breaths, trying to stay still.
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Drake felt the entrance tighten further, and looking up at Rosario's face, he realized he was hurting him. Quickly, he took out the fingers, and leaned up to kiss him, though he was only able to catch the lip he wasn't biting. "I'm sorry, Ro, we can stop."
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The pain faded, and Rosario returned the kiss, sighing. He shook his head, offering a soft, "I want to. Please?" Even though he really didn't. He felt like a little pain would be okay as long as Drake was happy.
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Though he was longing to do such things to Rosario, Drake shook his head insistently. "No, I don't want to hurt you. I'll give you a blow, how's that?"
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He let out a long sigh, but nodded, moving to sit up a bit. "Alright. I'm sorry, Drake. I tried. Maybe we.. We can work up to it?" By that, he meant continue with the fingering every now and then, until he loosened up enough that they could actually do what they had planned to. He was a bit upset to have to had stopped, but he wasn't really all too down about it- It had been painful.
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"It's okay, love," he hummed, pleasantly, trying to make sure Rosario didn't feel bad about it. It was alright by him if the boy needed more time to get used to it. He sat up, moving off of his legs to sit to the left of him on the bed, facing his boyfriend.
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Rosario lifted a hand to tangle it into Drake's hair, stroking his scalp with his fingertips, giving him a smile. "Are you sure?" He was still worried about having let Drake down a bit.
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The older boy smiled, nodding, eyes focused on his boyfriend's. "Of course. Besides, we have school tomorrow, and I think it'll be better off if neither of us are walking around like we have sore bums."
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"Oh," He mumbled, remembering the fact that they did, in fact, have school tomorrow. Rosario already dealt with enough crap from the boys at school, and him limping all over the place probably wouldn't help. "Yeah. You're right."
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"Mm." He scooted closer, setting his arm across Ro's lap so that he could rest his hand on the boy's hip on the other side. "Don't worry about it. I'll take care of you."
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He nodded, falling silent for a moment, trying to keep from remembering the multiple times Drake had kept him from getting the s--- beat out of him. To change the subject, he pipped up with a sarcastic, "So, am I getting a blow job or what?"
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With the change in topic, the older smiled, laughing sloghtly. "Of course," he agreed, leaning forward to kiss Rosario. "I said I would, after all."
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"Awesome," He muttered after returning the kiss, laying down, pulling a pillow under his head. Rosario had to admit, out of everything sexual he and Drake did, giving and getting blow jobs was among the top ten.
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