swords men

what is wrong with you!

Signing here and there, type was before the building, to have a hand to his neck to be rubbing.
I shouldn't be here, we can't keep doing this. Is he going to touch me again? Are we actually going to train? Get to know the others fighting skills so we won't end up killing the other in the end? Ugh! All this is making me so confused! Why is he doing this!?
Type rolled his eyes slowly to then gulp and hard to push himself forward.
I will take control today! No more touching, no more kissing, none of that crap! We are getting off bases with what needs to happen here!
Type went in to look around for a moment to then go to the side to keep going to then head to the door to open to go in with a sour face.
Tharn was across the room on a pile of wood, to have his sword, with the pointing and downwards to move it back and forth, to be wearing black thin pants, a darkened blue hoodie, which the sleeves were rolled up his forarms, to have his hoodie over his head, for him to have strands of hair down, to keep his hand to the handle to keep moving the sword back and forth, type took in a deep breathe to then eye down to see the extra sword tharn already brought, for type to step slowly to it to then stop has he was before it to eye over tharn who shook his head.
Type signed to then wrap his arms about himself.
"You look like your saying no. I'm here for one purpose tharn. Now I'm going to pick up my sword, we are going to combat the other and learn from each other that is the whole point too...."
Tharn took in deep breathes has the fantasy he had about making this chatter box place his mouth over his dick started to intensify. Tharn however held himself back has he was actually really shy. He then slowly moved his head up to eye over type has he kept talking, to then move up to place his sword slowly up, to then slice off his button, type widened his eyes to then back off to quickly bend down to grab his sword, to then hit it against tharns has he kept trying to hit types clothing.
"What the hell are you doing! Stop!"
Tharn kept doing that for type to then keep stepping back until he hit the wall to block tharns attacks, to then hold up his sword to keep tharns at bay, type grunted a bit has there strength was a match, tharn looked to type with anger and frustration to keep pushing with his teeth gritted. He then darted his eyes over type to slowly look down, type then eyed that to roll his eyes to be able to push tharn back to then hit his sword to his for them to go back.
"Would you knock it off! We're going back to before that one day happened okay! You are not going to touch me aaaaa........ shit!"
Has type talked the two kept hitting the other and hard with there swords for type to try to circle about to then mis place his one foot for them to accidently fall, for there swords to slip out of there hands to go to the ground to either side of them, for the two to turn there heads to eye that to slowly eye the other to move there heads a bit back.
Type was flat to his back to the ground and tharn was hovering over him, type signed to then place a hand to his forehead to be disgruntled over this situation, to then raise one leg up to bend near tharns body to lay the other flat, for tharn to hang his head a bit to eye over this, he then started to take in very deep, shaky breathes.
Tharn then started to slowly grind on type for him to pop his eyes open wider to then peer his eyes down.
"What the hell are you doing!?"
Type placed his hands to tharns chest to push him away, for that to have done nothing, for tharn to place his hands to types wrists to place his arms to either side of his head to then hover his head over types for them to be breathing hard.
Types lips parted for him to peer his eyes down has tharn started to do that action again, type then struggled and hard.
"Would you knock it off! Stop!"
Type made a hard face has his cock started to grow.
Tharn then stopped grinding to then wrestle with type and hard after he was able to move his arms up to let struggling and hard.
"Damnit! Would you fucking stop!"
Tharn darted his eyes over type and hard to keep struggling with him, for type to open his mouth to start to talk more.
"I don't know what the Fuck is wrong with you and why you keep doing this, but get the fuck off and....."
Tharn made a hard face has this annoying kid who was beneath him kept talking and kept struggling against his weight to then move his hands from his wrists to the place them to either cheek to pull his head up to tilt his head to the side to place his mouth over types for him to widen his eyes to dart them to be very confused.
Tharn breathed into this to then slowly start to grind his erection on types, to then use his tongue to slowly gain access.
Type squeezed his eyes tightly shut to place his hands to tharns shoulders to grip to breathe heavily to hate how good this felt.
Tharn kept his mouth to types for his tongue to then start to move about his, type breathed hard into this, has he slowly and shyly moved his tongue about tharns, it felt very slimy to him, type couldn't understand why he didn't feel disgusted, quite the opposite was happening at that moment, type couldn't help but to move other leg up to bend it to tharns body, to then place his hands to his neck to hold has he planted his feet to the ground to start to grind his erection on tharns that was evident in both there pants.
Tharn then started to move his groin harder to move his tongue more rapidly around types to feel the warm heat of his mouth and feel the slippery sensation of his tongue, it was driving tharn mad.
Type then moved his hands from his neck to go to his arms to then grip and hard his hoodie has he was going up and down with a high velocity, has the two were growing closer to climax.
The two breathed harder and harder has the momentum started to grow, for type to grip tharns clothes even harder, the two never ever had experience dry humping before and it felt remarkable.
Tharn then took his tongue out to shake a bit to keep his eyes closed has did type, to place his forehead to his, for the two to quiver and moan with this sudden pleasure to then start to move up on the other even faster until they both couldn't handle it anymore, the two then tensed to twitch there cum out has a lot seeped out there slits, for them to get it all out, for there breathing to start to slow, the two then slowly opened there eyes to look at the other for tharns repressed emotions to come into play, he then moved his head close to bite into types lip, to cause it to bleed for him to place his hands to his chest to then push him away for tharn to get on his knees to eye, has type was to his knees to have his eyes peered down to take two fingers to his lip to then draw them back to eye over the blood to look with anger to that to then look to tharn.
"What the hell is wrong with you! You said no more pain then you.....ugh!"
Type then got up to leave in a rush for tharn to look to the empty space to then move into his legs to hang his head to place his hands to the back to grit his teeth and hard. A multitude of repressed and other emotions were weighing heavily on him and he couldn't understand a single one, tharn ultimately didn't know what was wrong with him, not at all.