AN: Just a sporadic thought J
~*~ Champagne ~*~
“Breathe!” Elton firmly states at a stain whisper after urgently
dragging his Baby into a dark hallway praying to the Almighty Above that no one
seen the clinging.
“I horny.” Marshall
pitifully slurs trying to wrap around his partner’s moving body.
“Baby Please Focus!” Elton sincerely pleads slightly pushing
away; knowing his Baby has had way to much champagne.
“I need you.” Marshall slurs fully falling against him.
“We need to focus!” Elton whispers desperately trying to stop
perfect roaming hands.
“Let go.” Elton states at a strain whisper struggling against
the tight hold on his wrist so Box that has now joined them can fully move
between them.
“Fuck Me.” Marshall pitifully pleads trying to stop his partner
from moving away.
Box swiftly moves between them with just a slight struggle and
quickly forces the Baby against the wall.
“Baby listen to me . . . Box is going to help you to the car.”
Elton softly tries to assure his horny beast that’s struggling against Box’s
strong hold.
“Ssshhhh when we get to the car I’m gonna fuck your tight ass over and over . . .” Elton
sinfully moans kissing the perfect grabbing hand and then wickedly sucking in
the thumb before moving away.
Breathlessly Elton watches Box slowly nonchalantly lead his Baby
through the crowd to a back exit, and then rejoins the party for an appropriate
time between their exits, but definitely not too long, definitely not wanting
the champagne effects to ware off.
Stepping into the limo Elton finds his Baby slouched back in the
seat; head laid back, eyes closed, t-shirts pushed up and sweatpants around his
ankles, passionately stroking his perfect hard cock.
Practically coming from just the sight Elton frantically works
his own slacks to his ankles and grabs the lube from the floor board as his
Baby moves to all fours erotically pleading too be fucked.
“YES!”
“Sssshhh.” Elton softly
moans softly caressing over his perfect sweaty muscular back and ass as his
dick slowly begins to move in and out of tight heaven.
Animalistic growls fill the air as Elton erotically gives his
Baby what he wants, holding tightly to perfect hips tapping his perfect
prostate with each now firm deep thrust and then releasing his seed.
“I love you.” Elton softly moans after their breathing returns
to somewhat normal as his spent dick slowly slips from his Baby’s tight wet
pucker.
“I hot.” Marshall sleepily moans fully collapsing onto the seat.
“That you are.” Elton softly moans moving to the seat across
adjusting his clothes.
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