Rubbing some of that lube on his hands a little more generously, he scoots back a little more, legs still apart, and slips that hand down between his legs, watching Jesus the entire time he does. "Yeah? You think about watching me?" Even as he asks, he circles the pads of his fingers over himself before he begins to slip a finger inside, biting down on his bottom lip as he does. Smiling.
"Mm, might have to send you a dirty video sometime then. If you like it that much." Tongue poking out the corner of his mouth, he grins a little wickedly to the other man as he keeps working that finger inside, essentially fucking himself on it as he lets Jesus watch. "Gonna feel so good when you make me take your cock."
Unable to help himself, his eyes fall shut as his breath hitches some, fucking himself nice and slow but deep with his fingers. "Yeah, baby," he breathes, swallowing. "Make you wish you had this tight little hole to fuck in your bed. Taking you and thanking you when you cum on my face."
That hand there on his cock gets him to moan as he eases back against the armrest of the couch, fingers still moving inside him, though a little slower now what with having Jesus' hand on him. "You can always cum on my face, baby. Cum wherever you want on me. Just as long as you fuck me good."
He likes that he can get Jesus all hot and bothered. Eyes fluttering open, he smiles and gives a lazy nod. "Yeah," a breath on his lips. "Ready to take your cock like the good boy I am for it."
The sound on his lips is one of both discomfort and pleasure but he smiles through it despite that, one hand clutching at the couch, the other at Jesus' shoulder. "I like being good for you, baby. Like being someone good to fuck."
"Sorry," he murmurs, catching that discomfort, and he'd known it would be there to begin with but he still kisses John like that can soothe it. "You're a pretty good model, too."
Lips brushing over Jesus', he returns that kiss, bringing his other hand up to clutch at the man's other shoulder. "Am I?" Smile sheepish, it almost seems as if he's flustered at such a thing. "Gonna ask me to model for you some more then?"
"I can think of a couple more positions I want you in," he grins, sliding one of John's legs up so the crook of his knee is over Jesus's shoulder. "This okay?"
When his leg is lifted, he lets it be, settling back against the couch some. "Yeah, baby. It's very ok." Laughing a bit, he leans up and kisses Jesus then. A little sweet, but a whole lot of hard.
With his other leg raised and his back pressed more comfortably against the couch, he huffs a laugh before letting teeth sink into his bottom lip, hands smoothing along the other man's shoulders. "You're gonna look so fucking hot making me take your cock like this."
Eyes falling shut as Jesus starts to move, the sounds that come out of John are wanton and unabashed in every single way, like always. He clutches to the man's shoulders — holds tight to him as he lets himself be stretched and filled by the other man's cock sinking into him from such a deep angle. "Fuck—" A breath on his lips. "Filling me so deep... you like me taking your cock like this?"
Tipping his head back some, he nods a little then, hitch of breath there on his lips. "Yeah," taking a moment to swallow, he lazily lets his eyes open, brushing a kiss to Jesus' mouth. "You feel so fucking good inside me." Slowly, hands slip to cradle the other man's face between them and he hums that sweet little hum of his as he kisses him again, moving against the couch in time with the thrusts he's made to take.
His face scrunches up some when Jesus starts to give it to him good - when he starts fucking him into the couch with those long, deep thrusts of his. Little whimpers of yes, yes, yes spill from his lips over and over again, laced within a pleasure that is written all over his face. He loves it. He loves being fucked like this. He loves...
"I love your cock," he moans, head bobbing along with the hard thrusts. "I love how hot you are making me take your cock."
He's panting now, making every kiss to John's neck or chest or shoulder sloppy and helpless. "I want to make you cum," he whispers against his ear, mindless with pleasure.
"I wanna cum for you, baby. Just a little more, please." The way Jesus fucks him so hard and deep — it's unreal and he loves it. The sounds he makes are both desperate and eager for him, knees pressing into him, legs draped over the other man's shoulders. He grips at the couch near his hips, begins to mumble breathy little yes, yes, oh shit, yes over and over again as he keeps getting fucked — as he keeps watching Jesus rail him like this on the couch.
Gripping his own aching cock, he furiously pumps himself there between their bodies and, after a couple more unabashed pleas for more, he tips his head back and comes all over his hand and stomach, lips parted and a moan on his mouth. Coming for the other man and for his own pleasure as well.
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"I could watch you do this for a while," he confesses.
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"I love your cock," he moans, head bobbing along with the hard thrusts. "I love how hot you are making me take your cock."
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Gripping his own aching cock, he furiously pumps himself there between their bodies and, after a couple more unabashed pleas for more, he tips his head back and comes all over his hand and stomach, lips parted and a moan on his mouth. Coming for the other man and for his own pleasure as well.
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