oral ministrations PT I

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Twinkie slowly unbuckled his own belt. Unable to wait any more. He looked in cat piss's eyes as he slowly did it. He unbuttoned his pants, then unzipped. Cat piss looked down at twinkie's pants. He then put his hands over twinkie's and looked him in the eye before gently taking him off the table. Twinkie was a bit confused. He looked at cat piss.

"I want you to do something...." cat piss growled lowly. "Get on the ground.." Twinkie looked confused... And in fact, was definitely confused but obliged and slowly lowered himself to the ground.

Cat piss reached down to his pants, the of the zipper slowly unzipping filled the silence. A slow, almost teasing sound. Twinkie was face to face with the zipper. His knees on the hard wood flooring of the shed. He understood his job now. He put his hands on cat piss's thighs. Mostly for support. Cat pis slowly pulled off his pants then tossed them. Twinkie looked up at him, nervously. Twinkie slowly moved one of his hands closer to cat piss's inner thigh. Then higher, then-

His hand was directly on the hardened length that was bulging from inside the fabric. Wanting go be let out, needing to be let out.
Twinkie, slightly hesitant, hooked his fingers under the boxers waistband. Slowly, and gently pulling down. He was nervous, excited, and confused on how he even got into this situation.

He pulled them, pulled and pulled, until they were around cat piss's ankles. Cat piss tossed them off. Twinkie looked in front of him, the throbbing length in front of him. Is he really about to do this? His heart was racing, hands shaking, and-

Cat piss made a small thrust motion forward. The tip nudging against Twinkie's lips.

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