Tag: Smutastic

John whimpered as Sherlock slid a finger inside him. He was already so full, Greg already inside him. Greg’s cock plus Sherlock’s finger was almost too much. Greg moaned by his ear. Sherlock worked slowly and carefully, increasing both the number of fingers and pace, until John felt the head of Sherlock’s long, thin cock breach his entrance. “Good boy,” Sherlock murmured as he slid the rest of the way in. It was too much for John. He shuddered and came, clenching around the two cocks inside him.

johnwantsit: DOUBLE. PENETRATION. Some p. great things going on over there, I’m just saying.

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“Forgive me, father,” John whispered, kneeling on the steps of the altar. “for I have sinned. I’ve coveted, I’ve lusted… Christ, how I’ve lusted…” “Taking the lord’s name in vain, Johnny? In a church? I didn’t think you could be so blasphemous.” Jim pushed him forward and ghosted his lips along his spine. “We have thirty minutes before Sherlock arrives. How many commandments do you think we can break before he finds you?” One finger, a second, a third, working him open, breaking the –CONT.

johnwantsit: silence of the cathedral with wet obscenities. John moaned and shuddered, eyes locked on…

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