Lar tugged gently at my tongue, much as we would suck a tongue into us with our passion and the tug at the base of my tongue was enough.Lar tugged gently at my tongue, much as we would suck a tongue into us with our passion and the tug at the base of my tongue was enough. I pulled myself back, not letting go of my hug, my arms around him and his around mine, and said, "It's not enough! I look at you, and I don't see how we're going to do it! Damn it, we're not built alike!" Lar said, "I will manage, and so will you. Enjoy." he said and pressed against me, and I felt his sex organ, stiff and erect (!) push against me at mid-thigh. I gave it up, and let Lar pull my jumpsuit open, him tugging at the unfamiliar zipper but managing, bringing it down to my waist, his hands reaching in to play with my nipples, those extraordinarily fascinating things to the Lar. He pinched them pretty hard! "Ouch!" I said. "Easy, Lar, they're delicate." "I'm sorry, Norton." Lar said and reached down to kiss them in apology. His dual tongues lapped at the nipple, and I groaned in appreciation. He had such control of those tongues, and used them as though expert in how to please a man. I shuffled the jumpsuit down from my arms, and it fell down around my knees. I didn't wear undershorts (not in the hot Lati climate!) and so my penis pushed against his stomach. Lar knelt then, a pretty boy on his knees in front of me, and his tongues darted over and around my cock, tugging gently at it, his tongues manipulating the foreskin like gentle, flexible fingers, warm and wet. |