“Yeah?” Chogan pants close to Eli’s ear before licking a path down his neck, tasting water and then the salt of Eli’s skin.
“Faster,” Eli demands.
“Like this?” Chogan asks, speeding his hand up, rubbing his thumb over the head of Eli’s d**k.
“Yes.” Eli’s grip tightens, holding onto Chogan’s back tightly, his other hand still pumping Chogan’s c**k.
Eli’s fingernails dig into Chogan’s back as he moans brokenly and comes, his slick come washing away as quickly as it paints Chogan’s skin. Eli slumps a little, his hand slowing its movement. After a few seconds, he kisses Chogan again and starts jerking him off, fast and clearly determined to make Chogan come.
He doesn’t last long after that. He’s been turned on since Eli felt him up on the bed, and it’s not as if they have time to waste. C
