with each other when left to their own devices.
Not to be outdone, Gardenia tugged Aster’s bottom lip with his teeth as he pulled back. He released the plump bit of flesh with a moist pop before gracing his audience with a naughty smirk. “Shall we show them what you most enjoy, dear Aster? I’m certain these gentlemen would be fascinated to learn how dearly you love it when someone plays with these beauties.” Gardenia reached out and tucked his thumbs into the overlapping fabric of Aster’s kimono before drawing the sides apart. The heavy silk slipped over the curve of Aster’s shoulders but had yet to settle in the crook of his bent arms when Gardenia grasped his companion’s nipples between taunting fingers.
Aster’s lips parted on a surprised gasp, his eyes widening for a helpless instant at the surprise assault. But they soon shut tightly in agonized ecstasy when Gardenia gave each of the trapped nubs a firm twist. A cry forced its way from Aster’s throat, and his fingers dug into Gardenia’s waist, leaving dimples in the smaller boy’s yielding flesh. Wilcox was momentarily alarmed at the harsh treatment, but any concern for Aster’s wellbeing was soon assuaged by the sight of the young man’s rosy cock poking through the fold of silk covering his lap. Whatever discomfort Gardenia might be causing him, Aster’s insistent arousal offered unmistakable proof that he didn’t mind the small bit of abuse in the least.
“There you are, my lovely. At last we meet.” Church’s voice rumbled deep in his chest as he knelt up behind Aster and placed his hands on the boy’s exposed shoulders. “Now, let’s get a proper look at you.” He stroked slowly down the length of Aster’s arms until he reached the crumpled remnants of the green kimono. Taking care to avoid the rearing shaft of Aster’s erection, Church pulled free the sash keeping the garment in place. The heavy silk instantly fell apart, leaving the lad as naked as his friend save for where the fabric hung from his arms. “Truly magnificent,” Church murmured as his gaze raked over the slender musculature of the boy’s torso. He bent low to press a reverent kiss to Aster’s shoulder. “Don’t you think?”
Hypnotized by the erotic scene, it was a moment before Wilcox realized Church was speaking to him. He looked up and shivered when he met his friend’s darkened gaze. Church had a predatory air about him, his body coiled as though he were prepared to devour these floral treats. Wilcox’s breath caught in his throat as though he were the intended prey. Managing only to nod in response, he wondered at the way Church stared at him for a timeless instant before returning his attention toward the frolicking lads.
The pink nubs rising from Aster’s chest were now a dusky rose as a result of Gardenia’s relentless teasing. A final hard pinch prompted a moan of plaintive appreciation. But Aster did not take the assault without rallying his own defense. He wrapped long, graceful fingers around Gardenia’s cock, whose modest length and girth was just as expected for one of the boy’s diminutive stature. The restrained dimensions of his sex, however, proved no hindrance to Gardenia’s enjoyment. His narrowed eyes widened as he treated his friend with a look of amazed delight.
“Aren’t you a cheeky monkey?” Gardenia moaned, his tone a contrary mix of praise and admonishment.
Church chuckled at Gardenia’s antics, though the amused sound changed in character when the boy attached his lips to the column of Aster’s neck. The recipient whimpered at the vicious pressure, though he never let up as he worked Gardenia’s cock into a fine state of throbbing arousal. Gardenia took hold of Aster’s swollen cock to return the favor, and the two boys were soon working each other into a trembling frenzy.
Projecting engrossment with the boys’ activities, Wilcox kept a close watch on his friend, curious as to how Church was enjoying the
Not to be outdone, Gardenia tugged Aster’s bottom lip with his teeth as he pulled back. He released the plump bit of flesh with a moist pop before gracing his audience with a naughty smirk. “Shall we show them what you most enjoy, dear Aster? I’m certain these gentlemen would be fascinated to learn how dearly you love it when someone plays with these beauties.” Gardenia reached out and tucked his thumbs into the overlapping fabric of Aster’s kimono before drawing the sides apart. The heavy silk slipped over the curve of Aster’s shoulders but had yet to settle in the crook of his bent arms when Gardenia grasped his companion’s nipples between taunting fingers.
Aster’s lips parted on a surprised gasp, his eyes widening for a helpless instant at the surprise assault. But they soon shut tightly in agonized ecstasy when Gardenia gave each of the trapped nubs a firm twist. A cry forced its way from Aster’s throat, and his fingers dug into Gardenia’s waist, leaving dimples in the smaller boy’s yielding flesh. Wilcox was momentarily alarmed at the harsh treatment, but any concern for Aster’s wellbeing was soon assuaged by the sight of the young man’s rosy cock poking through the fold of silk covering his lap. Whatever discomfort Gardenia might be causing him, Aster’s insistent arousal offered unmistakable proof that he didn’t mind the small bit of abuse in the least.
“There you are, my lovely. At last we meet.” Church’s voice rumbled deep in his chest as he knelt up behind Aster and placed his hands on the boy’s exposed shoulders. “Now, let’s get a proper look at you.” He stroked slowly down the length of Aster’s arms until he reached the crumpled remnants of the green kimono. Taking care to avoid the rearing shaft of Aster’s erection, Church pulled free the sash keeping the garment in place. The heavy silk instantly fell apart, leaving the lad as naked as his friend save for where the fabric hung from his arms. “Truly magnificent,” Church murmured as his gaze raked over the slender musculature of the boy’s torso. He bent low to press a reverent kiss to Aster’s shoulder. “Don’t you think?”
Hypnotized by the erotic scene, it was a moment before Wilcox realized Church was speaking to him. He looked up and shivered when he met his friend’s darkened gaze. Church had a predatory air about him, his body coiled as though he were prepared to devour these floral treats. Wilcox’s breath caught in his throat as though he were the intended prey. Managing only to nod in response, he wondered at the way Church stared at him for a timeless instant before returning his attention toward the frolicking lads.
The pink nubs rising from Aster’s chest were now a dusky rose as a result of Gardenia’s relentless teasing. A final hard pinch prompted a moan of plaintive appreciation. But Aster did not take the assault without rallying his own defense. He wrapped long, graceful fingers around Gardenia’s cock, whose modest length and girth was just as expected for one of the boy’s diminutive stature. The restrained dimensions of his sex, however, proved no hindrance to Gardenia’s enjoyment. His narrowed eyes widened as he treated his friend with a look of amazed delight.
“Aren’t you a cheeky monkey?” Gardenia moaned, his tone a contrary mix of praise and admonishment.
Church chuckled at Gardenia’s antics, though the amused sound changed in character when the boy attached his lips to the column of Aster’s neck. The recipient whimpered at the vicious pressure, though he never let up as he worked Gardenia’s cock into a fine state of throbbing arousal. Gardenia took hold of Aster’s swollen cock to return the favor, and the two boys were soon working each other into a trembling frenzy.
Projecting engrossment with the boys’ activities, Wilcox kept a close watch on his friend, curious as to how Church was enjoying the
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