Justice Stream!

“What’s the problem?” Llewelyn asked. His face fell suddenly. “You…you don’t want to make love to me?”

Lawfer almost melted at the sight of Llewelyn’s puppy-dog eyes. “No,” he squeaked, trying to reconcile his growing arousal with his urge to pee. “I just have to…relieve myself.”

Llewelyn’s face lit up immediately. “Oh, I’m so relieved…Listen, Lawfer, why don’t you…um…” The blush on his face grew deeper. “That is, I would mind if you…did it on me.”

Lawfer gasped and almost pissed himself right there. The idea of covering this beautiful young archer in his “Justice Stream” was almost more than he could bear. It was so incredibly sexy, and yet it also seemed dirty.

“Are…are you sure?” Lawfer stammered, praying to whatever gods might be watching this that he could hold it in a little longer.

“Yes, I’m sure.” Llewelyn knelt in front of Lawfer and dropped his arms to his sides, baring his chest and stomach to his lover. “Make sure to piss on my face, too!”

The shock from Llewelyn’s dirty talk coaxed the first bit of golden elixir from the tip of Lawfer’s penis. It went right in Llewelyn’s open mouth. He shivered with delight.

“Mmmm…” he moaned. “Oh, Lawfer, I love the way you taste. Give me more!” There was a great deal of lust in his voice.

Lawfer didn’t need to be told twice. He started again, moving his pisser so he could cover different areas of Llewelyn’s body. Both men had their eyes closed to enjoy it more profoundly, although Lawfer opened his eyes occasionally to catch a glimpse of Llewelyn’s angelic form, thoroughly enjoying being bathed in Lawfer’s divine flow.

Finally, Lawfer finished and he and Llewelyn opened their eyes and looked at each other.

Llewelyn smiled again, this time with a devilish twinkle in his eye. He crawled over to Lawfer and took his cock in his hands.

“So nice,” he murmured. “I’ve never felt another man’s cock before…It’s so nice and hard,” he added, for Lawfer already had another erection.

“Yes…” Lawfer whispered, wanting Llewelyn to touch him more.

Llewelyn continued to gently stroke the shaft, then softly brushed his lips against the head.

“Oh gods!” Lawfer’s hips lurched forward from the stimulation, causing Llewelyn to fall over backwards.

“Ah! Llewelyn! I’m so sorry!” Lawfer quickly knelt down next to Llewelyn, brushed his bangs out of his face, and kissed him gently on the forehead. “Really, I am…I’ve never had anyone do that for me before!”

“It’s okay.” Llewelyn smiled up at Lawfer and kissed him on the lips. “Just try and relax, okay? I promise, I won’t bite.” And he got on his hands and knees and lowered his mouth to Lawfer’s penis once more.

Lawfer sat back and spread his legs apart so Llewelyn could lie comfortably on his stomach as he pleasured him.

Llewelyn stuck out his tongue and began to slowly slide it up and down Lawfer’s shaft. He tried to copy what Milia had once done to him; he had enjoyed it thoroughly and wanted Lawfer to feel the same.

Lawfer let out a whimper as Llewelyn worked his magic, and he felt his erection growing. He had never known that anything could feel this good. His hands began to make fists around the blades of grass on the ground and he started to pant.

Llewelyn smiled to himself. Apparently he was doing pretty well for his first time. Boldened by Lawfer’s reaction, he opened his mouth and took in the head.

“Ohhhh…” moaned Lawfer as he felt Llewelyn’s tongue swirl around and rub itself against the flesh of his cock. “Oh, Llewelyn…Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!”

Llewelyn took as much of Lawfer’s penis into his mouth as he could while using one hand to continue stroking it and the other to fondle his balls.

Lawfer knew he was getting close to coming, and he was concerned that he would ejaculate inside Lawfer’s mouth. That was dirty, wasn’t it? Surely Llewelyn would be angry.

Llewelyn continued to lick and suck Lawfer with reckless abandon, and Lawfer’s moans got louder and louder until he finally blurt out, “Llewelyn, stop! I can’t hold it in much longer!”

Llewelyn took Lawfer’s cock out of his mouth just long enough to whisper, “Just go with it,” and went back to work.

Lawfer’s breathing was now coming in quick, rough gasps. His face was red, and his balls were getting tight. “Oh, gods, Llewelyn…I…I’m--!” He sputtered, and came—right inside Llewelyn’s waiting mouth.

The embarrassed Lawfer turned his head, too ashamed to look Llewelyn in the eye.

“Don’t be shy,” Llewelyn said, having finished swallowing his lover’s sweet cum. “It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. We’re both men. We’ve got nothing to hide.”

Lawfer smiled and said, “Well, if you don’t mind…I’d like to do the same for you.”

Now it was Llewelyn’s turn to blush. “You want to…Ohh, Lawfer, you don’t have to!”

“But I want to.” Lawfer looked nervous but determined. “I love you and I want to please you.”

“Well, then…” Llewelyn looked down at his own penis, which was already beginning to harden. “If you want to, then please, go ahead.”

Lawfer knelt down in front of Llewelyn and lowered his mouth. “Okay…here goes!” he murmured, more to himself than to his partner.

He took a good look at the erection in front of him. It was big, he realized—bigger than his own, and he doubted he could fit very much in his mouth. Figuring it would be best to move in right away, he immediately engulfed the head and began to taste the salty flesh against his tongue.

“Urk!” Llewelyn was shocked but pleased by Lawfer’s forwardness. He reached out and began to stroke Lawfer’s soft, blond hair. He loved the way it felt against his hands, almost as much as Lawfer’s mouth felt against his cock. Almost.

Lawfer’s movements were slow, almost cautious, as he experimented with different parts of his tongue to give Llewelyn the stimulation he needed. He had given up on trying to mimic Llewelyn’s technique; he was beginning to develop his own style. Once he discovered how comfortable and natural the archer’s cock felt inside his mouth, he inched it a little further in and began to suck hard and fast, careful not to use his teeth, letting his cheeks and tongue pulsate against the hot, throbbing skin.

“Ah!” Llewelyn cried out, his hand clenching into fists and giving Lawfer’s hair a slight tug. “Oh, gods, Lawfer, you are good at this!”

Lawfer startled a bit at his words. Was he really that good? He was only doing what came naturally to him. Even so, he was glad that Lawfer was enjoying the job he was doing, and kept at it, taking Llewelyn even deeper into his mouth until it touched the back of his throat.

“Stop!” Llewelyn suddenly blurt out, and Lawfer looked up, confused.

“If you go any further,” the archer explained, “I’m going to come. And I want to come…”

AUTHOR'S NOTE: So, what's it going to be? Is Llewelyn going to come inside Lawfer, or is he going to come with Lawfer inside him? You'd better decide quick, because if I don't get an answer within a week or two, I'm going to decide myself, and you don't want that. So think carefully, and send your answer to celiaspringfield@yahoo.com. And no, this isn't a ploy to be more e-mails because I'm a lonely woman with nothing better to do than write Valkyrie Profile smut. *crosses fingers*