Between the worlds - THE GAME (Supernatural)

Teil 2

3.

When looking at the clock, Gabe noticed with astonishment that only twenty minutes had passed. It seemed like a beautiful eternity that was over much too soon.

"I'll order pizza before we go to the next round ..." Samantha said, standing up before turning around with a big grin, "... get dressed, guys."

"I think a shower is now the first thing I need," Gabriel groaned.

"Mark woulda liked to see that, too," Gabe joked at the round table in the living room an hour later with his mouth full.

"Who's Mark?" Josh asked and was told that this was one of their playmates.

"One of ...?"

"One of my seven boys," Samantha replied, and Josh almost choked.

"Holy shit. Seriously? You're just as dirty as we are," Calvin laughed after swallowing down, picking up his glass, and toasting everyone.

It was Saturday, early evening and everyone was so well fed.

"Of course, that comes from you. You didn't have any action," Gabe murmured as his wife suggested taking a little walk.

"Oh, my poor darling," she replied, sitting down in his lap and kissing him so passionately that she could've demanded everything from him.

After a restful and exuberant half-hour in the fresh air, everyone had recharged enough energy and couldn't wait to start again.

"Who's stripped down last gets fucked," Calvin said and was undressed in no time. Misha was in no hurry and blushed slightly as the other man drew him in a deep kiss and whispered knowingly, "Oh, that's the way it is."

Yes, Misha loved this perfect cock. That, in turn, pleased the younger man, who lost no time and kissed this attractive body down. Calvin's name slipped out of Misha's lips like a cry for help, who couldn't articulate himself in any other way out of sheer lust.

The younger man continued to tease him, licking where his groin met his leg and moving forward. Then the tongue delicately felt like butterfly wings on his filled-to-bursting cock, and a finger gently caressed him behind his balls.

A look into each other's eyes and a slight smirk forming around Calvin's lips after Misha's breath was gone for a moment as the younger man swallowed his cock so deep that the short black pubic hair tickled his nose, and his fat balls stroked his chin, in the truest sense of the word.

The body of the dark-haired man shivered with desire, and unable to hold back the loud moan, he felt the same again before getting a blowjob like never before in his life –– very noisy and all the more intense. And so deep. Oh, Jesus, so deep. It looked like Calvin didn't have a gag reflex.

"Calvin!"

It only took three minutes, but the younger man shook his head, slapping instead on his right butt cheek, causing Misha to flinch.

As soon as the older man caught himself again and opened his eyes, he stared straight into Calvin's smiling face. A handsome young man, he thought to himself, reached out and cupped Calvin's cheek, drawing him into a greedy kiss.

"Sorry for the interruption, but I've had a question on my mind ..." Josh said, turning to Misha, "... aren't you the guy from Nip/Tuck who's his own cock sucked?"

Misha laughed loudly and answered when asked if he was still so agile that it was a long time ago. But he tried. Damn, it was exhausting. Misha was agile, no question, but he didn't manage that.

...

"That's fine. Come here. Ass in the air, and legs bend."

Calvin stood between him, bending his knees to bombard his partner with a couple of intense bumps before settling to acrobatic performance, supporting his feet and performing some kind of push-ups on him. But both didn't last long, as Misha's blood rushed in his head, and he felt he was checking out.