I'm a big dose of lovin'. Take twice daily {Torry and Sherry/ R18}

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I'm a big dose of lovin'. Take twice daily {Torry and Sherry/ R18}

Post by Sheriff Jones on Mon May 28, 2012 10:05 am

It had all started out innocent enough. Two best friends on an extended vacation together, taking in the sights and enjoying one another’s company -- totally normal. And so far, they had been making the most of it. Torry had kept his promise and made sure to show the other man all about the forest that had been his home. They explored the mountains, secret groves, waterfalls, and any other place they could think of. It was all so different then the desert where Sherry had spent most of his life, and he eagerly drank it in. But his absolute favorite activity happened after the excitement of the day. The two of them would gather up firewood, cook a simple meal, and spend the rest of the night talking and star gazing. It was under that blanket of midnight blue that Sherry began to notice something strange. In the flickering light of the fire, Torry’s smile began to look different to him. Not different like he was smiling in a new way, but different as in Sherry was starting to pay attention to the way he smiled. And he found that he liked it.

He was laying out in the cool dirt a couple feet back from the fire, his head resting back against the cushion made by both his arms. From the corner of his eye he could see Torry laying on the other side of him. It had been a while since either of them had spoken, and he wasn’t about to be the one to break the peaceful silence. Besides, it gave him a chance to organize the barrage of confusing thoughts that had been bombarding him over the passed couple days. Unfortunately for him, no matter how hard he tried to make sense of it all, he couldn’t. Torry was his friend, his bud, his bro -- so why was he trying to overcomplicate things? For goodness sake, he wasn’t some lovesick preteen. Sure he loved his bro, but he wasn't in love with him. And to go so far as to imagine… well, maybe it was better not to go into what he had been imagining.

Sherry rolled onto his side with a heavy sigh, now facing very person who currently held the starring role within his thoughts. Oh man, even thinking that made it sound like he was crushing on his buddy. Not cool Sherry, he reminded himself, not cool. “So, ready to turn in for the night?” He tried not to look too interested in what Torry’s lips were doing, but in the dim light provided by the flames, this was easier said then done. The deep shadows playing over Torry’s face made his jaw look especially angular and strong -- not to mention the booze they had drank earlier had cast a pretty flush along his tanned cheeks. No, no, no, stop thinking about this! Torry was his best friend! It was not okay for him to suddenly be imagining him in this!

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Re: I'm a big dose of lovin'. Take twice daily {Torry and Sherry/ R18}

Post by Predatory Alfred on Tue May 29, 2012 9:37 am

Torry couldn’t stop smiling. Even now, hours after sun set when everything had settled down and neither him nor Sherry had said a word to each other for what seemed like the longest time, he couldn’t help it. He just couldn’t. Everything was going so... awesomely. After all of the build up and chatter about this trip that the two of them had been planning for who knew how long, actually being here was far exceeding any expectations that either of them could have imagined up. Or, well, at least that’s how Torry felt.

He had missed this all: the crisp air that felt just so fresh, spending the days walking around listlessly in the sun, the rolling breezes, and having no agenda, really, but wanting to do everything and nothing at the same time and being able to actually do so! It was almost completely perfect and relaxing and Torry, really, could never get enough of living like this even if it was a bit tough at times.

But even with all of that, what Torry enjoyed most about this all was the fact that he actually had someone to show it all too. This was his home, yes, but to Sherry, it was almost entirely new. The other hung on his every word at times, eager to hear about how he lived or what places were best and what sorts of animals ran through which territories and what sort of fun activities there were to go around. Torry finally had someone to talk to, to show and explain and just enjoy everything around. So that was reason enough to be this happy and content as he stared up at the cloudless starry sky.

“...Hmm?” Torry let out a big yawn before stretching out, muscles aching in that amazing way that came with a long day of hiking. He rolled onto his side to face Sherry who had just done the same thing. “I s’pose so. M’tired enough at least... What, no midnight swimming tonight?“

He gave a hearty laugh before letting the peacefulness of the night settle in again, eyes scanning over the other man. Oh... It was that precise look that seemed to keep Torry from actually calling this trip perfect. Such a look that had been puzzling him for a little while now. He wouldn’t see it always, but when he did he’d always have to stop for a moment. His thoughts would trip up while his throat went dry.

Torry knew body language. It was perhaps one of the most keen things to pick up on out here when it came to survival. But that look, the one he caught from Sherry on occasion as of late was what he could only identify and label as ‘want,’ 'longing’ or ‘attraction’ of some sort, which had him second guessing himself all over the place. That certainly wasn’t possible, was it? Perhaps the signal was entirely wrong, and Torry had misread it due to something culturally, but being there, having Sherry’s eyes on him like that, he couldn’t think of anything else.

He made no comment of it though and tried to act as though he paid no mind at all to it, which was part of the way the truth. He didn’t really, necessarily mind. They did, after all, compliment each other on such things so often that it was practically the norm. And it wasn’t as if Torry didn’t find the other attractive either, he had said so on many occasions and meant every word. There was nothing wrong with keeping your mind open to certain aspects of life, after all.

But still, he didn’t want to question the other flat out. Things could get messy and everything seemed to flow just so simply for the two of them. Why make it awkward when he wasn’t completely sure the other was really thinking anything at all.

“....What?” he said with a small smile, because even if he wasn’t going to flat out say something, he was still curious as to what exactly the other’s stare was for. “Something on my face?”

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Post by Sheriff Jones on Tue May 29, 2012 3:43 pm

“Nah, no swimming for me tonight,” He said with a big (not at all overdone) yawn. “I’m pretty beat.” A blatant lie on Sherry’s part, but he wasn’t sure he could handle another midnight session at the lake. No, no that sounded bad. Well, maybe it was bad to some degree. It wasn’t like they had ever done anything compromising -- oh no. It was just that sometimes, as they swam in the lake bathed in moonlight, he got a little bit carried away with his thoughts. It wasn’t his fault exactly. Torry would be fully naked, wet, and all too willing to play a game of water tag. Honestly, who wouldn’t be uncomfortable in that situation? How was he even supposed to react? Before they had decided to go on this trip, Sherry had been totally comfortable with their relationship. They had hung out naked loads of times and it had never bothered him. Hell, he had even complimented Torry on his dick size before! Yes, they were that comfortable with one another. He wondered what had changed.

Sherry was so lost in the twisted mess that had become his mind, he had totally forgotten that he was still staring at Torry’s face. It wasn’t until the other spoke again that he realized what he was doing. Great, just what he wanted to do, creep the poor guy out so much he never spoke to him again. Absolutely fantastic. “What? Oh, no, sorry about that. I just got distracted is all.” Well, at least he knew how to cover his tracks well. Not.

Sherry rolled back onto his back, tracing the stars with a fingertip. It had been years since he had left the west, but the sky was the same as he remembered. Where he lived now, the lights were far too bright and the smog too thick for the light of the stars to penetrate. It was relieving to see them again. He loved his new home yes, and the friends that he had made there, but sometimes he missed this kind of life. It was a unique kind of experience to be out in the middle of the wilderness, whether it be desert or forest it didn’t matter. But nothing could ever compare to the knowledge that you are the only human being around for miles. Well, he thought, glancing back over at his companion, save for one. And, if he was man enough to admit it, he would say that he found the company nice.

Silence fell over them again. He began to hum lightly under his breath, tapping two fingers against the ground beside him. This was what he used to do back then. When the nights were too quiet for his liking, he would strum his guitar and let music fill the air. It helped relieve some of the loneliness, if only for a little while. Why Sherry did it now, he wasn’t sure. He had a friend by his side and they had been having the time of their lives with one another. Yes he had been having some issues keeping his thoughts under control, but that was hardly cause for this. He wasn’t lonely. No, of course not. How could somebody feel lonely when there was another person sitting a few feet away?

“Well, I guess it’s time to hit the hay. Night.” Sherry rolled to his other side so that his back now faced Torry and tucked an arm beneath his head. What was he, some kind of lunatic? Lonely while simultaneously being with one of his most important people. Yes, now he knew he was insane.

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Post by Predatory Alfred on Wed May 30, 2012 6:10 am

Well that was... odd. Torry couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at Sherry. Sure, he hadn’t expected the other truly to want to go swimming, the question had been a sort of joke when he asked it to begin with, Torry liked to tease after all. Not to mention that he hardly thought that he should go swimming after drinking whatever Sherry had brought. Alcohol was weird. It tasted, at times, like poison and often burned if you drank too fast, but that warm feeling after a while felt nice, not to mention the way everything seemed to just slow down and blur around him. Which was why swimming didn’t seem to be the best idea. He might be distracted with his thoughts or something... or someone. He didn’t want to drown after all.

But with that being said, even he didn’t yawn like that when he was overly bushed. He felt his brow furrow a bit, an ear twitching as he thought. Perhaps Sherry was just that tired, but, it seemed much more likely that he wanted to avoid swimming all together. He didn’t quite understand, because a few nights ago it was just so much fun! Did something happen? He wracked his thoughts but couldn’t really think of anything that would turn Sherry off from the activity so much...

And after that line of thinking, and Sherry’s reply to his blatant staring, Torry couldn’t help but really believe that, perhaps, it really might be simply him? He continued to observe Sherry who had rolled back over and was tracing the stars in the air. Why the sudden caution? Why so prone to staring with that stare? It hardly made sense to him. Both at some point complimented the other to tell them how attractive they were, why start being coy about it now? Torry simply thought that was why they worked so well. They were able to freely speak and talk to one another like this without whatever level of awkwardness came with it. If he wanted to tell Sherry how nice his ass was, or how fit he seemed or just how good he looked one day, he felt that he would have no reason not to... or, at least, he did.

‘Good night’ be damned, he wanted to know what was up. Was he really that far off? Could there be something else going through Sherry’s mind? Perhaps he was being a bit to self absorbed and egocentric again. Whatever it was, though, he’d be a pretty shitty bro if he didn’t even ask what was wrong, which was why he found himself crawling over to where Sherry had rolled over and curled up.

“Sherry?” He said as he poked at his shoulder and leaned over to get a look at the other. “You all right? You just seem... off?” He hummed for a moment, hoping that he wasn’t being too intrusive now. It seemed like their friendship was rewriting itself as this trip progressed. “You’re not home sick are you? Or regular sick? Or did something happen?...You know you can tell me anything, right?”

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Post by Sheriff Jones on Wed May 30, 2012 2:58 pm

Sherry had thought that when he bid his friend goodnight, that would be the end of it. But, as always, it had been too much to hope for. He supposed he couldn’t exactly be upset. Had it been Torry who had been acting strangely, he would have wanted to know what was wrong. Still, knowing Torry’s motives did not stop him from being mildly irritated when he scooted over. Sherry pulled in closer to himself when he felt the touch to the back of his shoulder followed closely by the other man leaning over his self made barricade. Torry’s body was so close he felt the heat of his body warming his back. He was half tempted to lean in a little and enjoy the warmth he provided. Although he was sure Torry wouldn’t have minded a bit of cuddling, the last thing he needed was for his body to get excited. Fuck, he could just imagine how awkward that conversation would be. Well, he thought, chancing a glance at his friends face, it couldn’t be any more awkward then where this is going.

He sighed a little and turned his body just a bit so he was facing his friend. “I know I can. I really don’t mean to keep you out of the loop, especially here when we’re supposed to be having the time of our lives together.” What could he say now that would convince Torry that nothing was wrong? If he really wanted to, he could ask to be left alone -- the other man was far too respectful not to oblige. But if he did that, he would be putting an unnecessary strain on their relationship. Everything would be so much easier if had just been able to put these thoughts out of mind -- then he would not have to be figuring out ways to lie to his best friend.

“To be totally honest I am a little homesick.” Yes, this was good. If he kept going with this, Torry would never suspect what was really the matter. “Being out here reminds me of the west and how much I miss it there. But I’ll be alright. Really, you don’t need to worry about me.” Sherry tried not to feel too bad about lying, but what else could he do? It’s not like he could admit what he wanted and all would be jolly and good. Torry may be his friend, but there was no possible way that he would go for that kind of thing. All telling the truth would do would make their friendship even more tense, and the rest of the trip awkward and strange. He didn’t want to do that. He could handle his own problems just fine without risking losing his Torry. That would be too much to bare.

“So… yeah that’s it. Thanks for caring Torry, but I would really like to get some sleep.” And more importantly, some distance between the two of them before his body began reacting in an embarrassing way. It didn’t help that Torry was (as usual) shirtless and leaning over him in a mildly suggestive way. Yeah, the sooner he pulled away, the better.

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Post by Predatory Alfred on Wed May 30, 2012 6:17 pm

Torry couldn‘t help the small sigh of relief that escaped his lips when Sherry turned over and actually spoke to him. Well at least he wasn‘t angry or anything like that, “Ah, no problem dude, don’t sweat it. A trip is a trip, but if something is bugging you, I’d rather you get it off your chest, you know? It’s not healthy to keep everything all bottled up inside.” Which was true, even under what may seem like an ulterior motive, Torry still wanted his bro to open up even a little. And at least he was talking. This was good. Right?

He blinked twice down at Sherry when he finally responded again. Oh... Oh, well he supposed that would make some sort of sense. When home sickness hit, it usually hit hard, or, well, speaking from personal experience at least. He could remember some days where he would just have that weird feeling in the pit of his stomach and not function normally at all, being dazed. It was like some sort of weird spiraling thing, which he supposed could account for the reason Sherry was staring off so much. Memories of home were always easy to get caught up it, but....

But something still felt wrong about that reason. Sherry hadn’t mentioned it at all before and why hide such a thing anyway? Sure it was supposed to be the most awesome bro trip ever, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t confide more of the serious stuff in one another. It would make more sense to actually do so. No one was around for miles and Torry thought that they were both really beyond the point of severely judging one another. They had each other’s backs. Admitting a little homesickness should have been like admitting he accidently forgot to pack the peanut butter or something like that. It wasn’t a big deal. Not to mention the fact that the faraway look of ’I miss home,’ isn’t quite often mistaken for what seemed to be often dubbed as ‘bedroom eyes.’ They spoke and if they were in some cheesy movie or play from olden times Torry was sure they’d be saying ‘Come hither.’ Though maybe not. That was too British. Perhaps it was all his doing for allowing such scenarios to play out in his head.

“Oh, really?” He said trying to at least sound convinced. “Well, that’s why I’m here, Sherry. If you wanna talk about it you can. If you want to reminisce and just talk about it you can.”

He couldn’t help but cringe a little, either, when Sherry quickly dismissed him afterwards, seeming to shy away from him entirely. Perhaps Torry did do something wrong after all, and the looks he had been getting weren’t lustful for himself but rather his demise. He heard people got off on that sort of thing but--- What was he thinking, this was Sherry here. He was his best bro, and wouldn’t be thinking of off-ing him. Ugh, this was much too confusing.

“Good night then...” And whether it was appropriate or not, Torry leant down to bump the side of his head affectionately against Sherry’s. Maybe it was just the booze playing with his mind, or something his brain was doing that made this all seem like something it wasn’t. But whatever it was, he wanted Sherry to know he still was there for him. He wanted the other to be comfortable and not worried or upset or... whatever. And what sort of a host would he be if he didn’t make sure of that?

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Post by Sheriff Jones on Thu May 31, 2012 10:09 am

Sherry did not know whether to feel relieved or guilty that his explanation had done its job. It was clear even to him, oblivious as he was, that Torry did not fully believe what he said. Sherry had known from the start that he had intended to lie in order to save face, but he couldn’t stop the waves of guilt from washing over him. Was he really so terrible a person not to trust his best friend? Torry wouldn’t have judged him, no matter what kind of thoughts had been prancing through his mind. They could have talked it over, maybe even come up with reasons as to why he felt this way. All would be good with the world again. But, as much as he would have liked to give it up and confess what was truly bothering him, the overwhelming sense of relief was more powerful then his guilt. Torry had given up. He didn’t have to admit anything. And, most importantly, their friendship needn’t suffer.

“Thanks Torry, I may take you up on that later.” Was it so wrong to want their friendship to be preserved? He tried not to think about what he had done as lying, if only to spare his consciences. No, this needed to be done. If he had been honest right from the start, he would have alienated his friend. This was for the best. As much as he tried to reassure himself, Sherry could not shake the overwhelming feeling of guilt.

“Night Torry. See you in the--” Wait, what was he doing? Why was he leaning down?! They were supposed to be saying goodnight and moving away from one another, not closer! Sherry tensed up, not daring to hope, but still finding himself wishing for what he had only dared dream about. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. He could feel the heat of Torry’s body leaning over him and see his lips dropping closer and closer to his own. He was really going to do it, wasn’t he? Even unprompted, this was really going to happen. Sherry felt as if he might pass-out from how fast his heart was beating. Just before they touched, he let his eyes drift closed and tilted his head up so that their connection might be made easier.

Their lips however, did not meet. Instead, Sherry felt an affectionate bump to the side of his head and that was all. Wait… what? He opened his eyes, catching a glimpse of the well meaning look in Torry’s eyes. That was it? That was it?! He had him practically cornered, was leaning over him like a lover, and the only thing he could think to do was give him a friendly nuzzle? Red hot frustration boiled up from his stomach, filling his entire body with liquid heat. Caution be damned. He had been so close -- so freaking close and now the only thought he could distinguish within this tsunami of feeling was a combination of two simple words. Fuck it.

Before Sherry could talk himself out of it, he had shot forward. Torry’s lips tasted better then he could have ever expected. Fresh and crisp like the night air with a hint of something else he could not define. He moaned at the sensation and pressed himself flush up against the other man, weaving an arm around his neck to pull Torry closer. He felt as if he were drowning, but the sensations were so addicting he could not bring himself to pull away. Why had he not done this before? All those cares and worries, whatever they had been, could not have been so great if they had kept him from this. Sherry moaned again and went to slide a leg around Torry’s hips when the reality of the situation suddenly hit him.

He was kissing Torry. Not just kissing him, practically molesting him. Torry had never said this was okay and Sherry, like the idiot he was, had all but jumped him over one stupid misunderstanding. He pulled away so fast that he caught his lip on Torry’s sharp canine, scraping it ever so slightly. “I’m sorry! I don’t know what came over me! I just… fuck, I’ve ruined everything, haven’t I?"

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Post by Predatory Alfred on Thu May 31, 2012 4:19 pm

There. That was that. At least Sherry seemed to know that he was there for him and perhaps they could resolve everything at some point. If home sickness really was the truth, Torry wouldn’t mind at all hearing about Sherry’s old life. In fact, he sort of welcomed it. He had been wondering more and more about his friend’s past and was eager to hear what Sherry had to share. And if that wasn’t the case... well, Torry would cross that bridge when it came... if it came. He still wasn’t entirely positive he was correct in his assumptions anyway, so he would just be the same as he’s always been. A supportive bro no matter what. Which was why he thought Sherry needed that little nuzzle more than anything really right now. He was much better with the physical aspects of comforting rather than verbal anyway. Not to mention that he could tell the other was just so tense about this. He really wished he could do more but it seemed right then and there, more than anything, Sherry needed space. And he’d give him some. No use on straining anything.

Or, well, that’s what he had thought. It had been fast, one quick motion that really decided their fates, and for once, it didn’t actually seem to be Torry who had been so impulsive. He barely has anytime to register the slightly annoyed look that was aimed at him as he was pulling away from his impromptu 'feel better’ nuzzle. Perhaps if he had more time he would have been able to identify the underlying lust in the other’s eyes, but that knowledge was upon him before his brain could even tell him that much so perhaps it would have made no difference in the long run. Sherry had seized forward, pulling him back down, claiming his lips, and oh gosh, the sound he made of utter satisfaction he made after doing so.

And there Torry was, in the midst of this fever, this heat, this passion, completely frozen. His brain was going a thousand miles a minute, thoughts whirling around frantically as feelings stirred in every which direction, but his body couldn’t keep up with any of it, simply allowing Sherry to do as he pleased for the time being. Despite the fact that Torry had been keen on thinking at Sherry might be, indeed, lusting or whatever after him, it didn’t mean he had actually been mentally prepared if it had actually been the case. Here he was finally being kissed by Sherry and-- finally? He wouldn’t deny that he had always found Sherry attractive, that perhaps, his imagination got a bit carried away at times, but everyone entertained some sort of fantasy like that, didn’t they? And perhaps it was being in such close quarters with one another that actually just allowed them to truly see their true attraction to one another. Wait, true attraction?

Sherry was flush against him, pulling him down with a strength that Torry hardly experienced in these sorts of intimate occurrences, kissing him with such a force and want that could only remind the wold of what it must have felt like to be on the receiving end of one of his own kisses (when his brain hadn’t turned to complete mush, of course). And he felt wanted, Sherry made that clear with the breakneck pace of it all, the almost desperation that seemed to truly built between them was almost tangible. He couldn’t deny it any longer, Sherry was hooking it leg up around his hips and that finally seemed to send a message through his system. He wanted this and he’d be damned if he’d just sit here with Sherry doing all the work. He let out a low sound, about to respond, about to roll his hips down against Sherry’s when the other seemed to frantically jerk away all together, leaving his lips feeling horribly cold and empty.

He looked down at Sherry, expression somewhat shocked and curious, eyes wide as his friend’s words seemed to jumble and flow from him and... and all he could focus on were the way the other’s lips moved. Fuck, he cursed his lack of self control when things got like this. He wanted to comfort the other. He brain pleaded with him, ‘Tell him it’s all right. Tell him not to sweat it and that anyone would fall for your charm. Act like it isn’t a big deal. Joke and tell him he’s a good kisser! Something!’ But he couldn’t. He couldn’t stop staring down at the other, the flush on the other’s lips still evident despite the fact that some sort of terror was flowing though his system. His lip cut just so simply, bleeding a little because of his haste and Torry, really couldn’t feel anymore attracted no then he tried.

He opened his mouth to try to say something, anything, but instead he leant back down to recapture Sherry’s lips and continue where they left off, fingers coming to tangle in the other's hair, a small growl of attraction leaving him, moving against Sherry with the same intensity he had been displaying before. Ah, close enough. Sherry would at least know he wasn’t angry about it. Perhaps later they’d sort everything out, but for now, his own instincts wouldn’t have any of that.

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Post by Sheriff Jones on Fri Jun 01, 2012 11:52 am

Sherry had been expecting a number of things. A punch to the jaw followed by some angry yelling. A long awkward silence while Torry worked out what had happened before deciding to never speak to him again. Possibly even some lame jokes followed by even lamer laughter on Torry’s part in an attempt to lighten the mood. But he had not, even in his wildest fantasy’s, dared to hope that Torry, sweet lovable Torry, would actually want this too. He sat petrified, staring up into his friend’s blue eyes with fear and longing. However he decided to react, Sherry would accept the consequences of his actions. He only wished he had not been so foolish in the first place. Had he kept a cool head and not jumped his best friend, they wouldn’t be in this mess.

He kept his eyes trained on Torry’s lips, too mortified to look into his eyes after what he had just done. He saw them part, ready to deliver a response and he tensed himself in preparation. Whatever came next, he vowed to face it like an adult.

No words ever came. One moment he was staring at Torry’s lips and the next his own were being roughly occupied by the very same pair. Sherry could feel long fingers reach up and bury themselves within his hair, yanking his head closer. He would have been lost in his own confusion for a good few seconds longer had it not been for the lusty growl. Sherry shivered with a sudden wave of pleasure, the vibrations going straight to his groin. Oh, now he understood. This was no longer a one-sided attraction. Whether this progressed or not, they both wanted this. No, needed this, and no amount of conversation was going to slake their lust.

Sherry, now entirely aware of what was happening, was not content to lay idle while Torry did all the work. He hooked his leg around Torry’s waist and pushed forward. The resulting friction was so delicious, Sherry had to break their heated connection long enough to release a needy moan. “Torry…” He breathed hotly against his lips before roughly reclaiming them. Using the leverage he now had, he shoved the other man backwards and took his place on top. Sherry thanked his good fortune that Torry walked around half nude already, saving him the task of ripping his shirt off. He ran his hands down the front of his torso appreciatively, stopping only once to give his nipples a light squeeze.

“Do you want this?” He said suddenly, sitting back against Torry’s hips, his fingers spread wide over his bare torso. “If not, you better stop me now because, the stars help me, I want to fuck you so hard, tomorrow you’ll be too sore to move.” Oh the prospect was so utterly delicious, but he dare not act without proper consent first. Making out was one thing, but full on sex was quite another. He did not want to push his best friend away by acting too rashly again. He had lucked out once, he doubted he would be so fortunate a second time.

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Post by Predatory Alfred on Sat Jun 02, 2012 11:13 am

If he actually put some thought to it at that moment, Torry might have possibly admitted to the fact that he may have been a little frustrated that neither of them had made a move prior to now. Perhaps it was the booze talking, he did seem to get very clingy and snuggly whenever drinking, or maybe it was being away for so long with out any real physical affection or contact that made this need so strong, but whatever it was, there was no doubt in his mind that at this very moment that he wanted Sherry. His mind seemed to be clouded to all other matters and left with such a carnal need that absolutely needed to be met. Though he wasn’t the best at thinking ahead or putting restraint on any of his whims so this really wasn’t saying much at all.

He couldn’t help himself, not even a few minutes into this and he was already addicted to the sensation. And oh, did it feel amazing. Sherry was entirely new, unexplored and the thought of jut having him, finally having him like this was something sensational in its own. Sure he had seen Sherry naked on several occasions, and yes they had cuddled on a few too (though when clothes were still present), but he hadn’t ever really felt the other. There was something different between platonic cuddling and heatedly making out and groping one another on cold earth. He could run his hands down Sherry’s chest or sides or anything and feel the all of that muscle and actually feel him. And hopefully, with how things were going, with both of them rutting against each other as if they were a pair of rabbi-- no, wrong line of thinking-- Sherry wouldn’t mind if he actually ripped his shirt straight off of him.

Sherry broke their fervorous kiss to let out the most sinfully tantalizing moan he had heard that night, a shiver of longing traveling through him and going southward fast, and he knew that they really had to get on with this. He hardly was kidding anyone if he said simply passionately kissing into tomorrow would satisfy him, or really either of them by now. And apparently Sherry was on the same page as him because the next moment Torry felt his back connect with dirt in an unusually satisfying way before he was all but pounced. He would have pouted as the other seemed to greedily splay his hands down his chest. He would have,that is, if he wasn’t so clouded with desire at the moment.

This wasn’t what he was used to and, perhaps, why Sherry was such a mouthwatering prospect. He wasn't soft nor fragile or anything like that. In fact he seemed to pretty fucking dominant. Though he supposed he would have to be considering how Kir-- wrong again-- how he simply acted during their games of wrestling. For Torry who was so used to giving and controlling, this was an oddly nice change of pace for the moment and couldn’t help but adore the attention being given to him, being more vocal than he’d normally be and letting out a few appreciative moans.

But while they may have been on the same page, it seemed that he and Sherry had gotten simply two different editions of their book. His eyes widened a little up at Sherry, though it was probably not very noticeable due to what felt like an instinctual overload. He had to let it process for a moment. Had he heard the other correctly? And while his stomach did a flip due to the shear amount of want in Sherry’s voice and the way he looked while saying those words, Torry had grown accustomed to a certain way things worked.

A small smirk fell onto his lips before he nodded in regards to the question of consent. “Yeah, definitely...” he breath out before swiftly moving up right so that Sherry seemed to be in his lap, catching his lips again for a deep but quick kiss. He pulled away nipping and sucking at Sherry’s jaw only for a moment before adding, “ It’s funny, I was actually thinking the same thing but it seems our thoughts on who will actually be sore don’t seem to line up." He bucked his hips up against Sherry and tugged at the hem of his shirt before deciding that ripping the garment would prove him more of a point and doing so. “Whatever are we to do?”

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Post by Sheriff Jones on Sat Jun 02, 2012 7:34 pm

The smirk, oh fuck the smirk. He had longed to see that smirk directed at him since the beginning of these fantasy’s. He had only seen it in passing when Torry was with Bu-- no, this wasn’t the time to be thinking about that. He had seen it creep onto Torry’s face only a few times, but the results were always particularly delicious for the other party. Now it was his turn to be on the receiving end. At least, from the hungry look in the wolf man’s eyes, that was what he was expecting to happen. Sherry on the other hand, was not planning on being anybody’s bottom bitch without a fight. He practically shivered in anticipation for what was to come. There was no doubt in his mind that this would be a night to remember.

He grinned and shifted forward as Torry sat up to compensate for the sudden change. He collided hotly with the other man’s lips, gasping when he pulled back. His desire was nowhere near satisfied, but he quite enjoyed the kisses and nips to his jaw line that followed after. “Hm?” Ah, so he had been right about that look. Torry wasn’t used to being bottom anymore then he was, and he intended to stake his claim first. Well, he would enjoy seeing him try. Sherry may not have grown up with wolves or anything, but he was strong in his own right. He would handle Torry’s wildness just like he always had -- with skin and sheer willpower.

Sherry moaned in delight when his shirt was ripped off. Already his cock began to harden and they had scarcely done anything yet. Oh, he could hardly wait for them to get to the good stuff. But, he reminded himself as he flashed Torry another grin, good things came to those who wait.

“Yes, yes, whatever will we do?” He still sat straddling Torry and used this position to his advantage by rolling his open hips lightly. “Well this certainly is a dilemma, isn’t it? Hmm…” He kept his tone light and teasing, with only a hint of coyness. They both already knew how this would be decided, but where was the fun in spoiling it? They had only just begun. “Ah~ I have an idea.” It was here that Sherry pressed forward, touching his bare chest to Torry’s, a hand sliding down between them. “We could always continue on as before and see how it goes. Like a test of wills type thing~” Sherry grinned deviously as his hand found it’s prize at the front of Torry’s pants. He palmed him through the cloth, continuing on as innocently before, though his face betrayed him. “May the best man win.”

Sherry threw himself back against Torry in an attempt to pin him down, abandoning his hold on his groin for a more favorable place on his shoulders. He did not leave the other man without stimulation though -- with his whole body pressed up against his just so, they both had plenty of skin to rut against. Sherry let out a low grunt, his eyes flashing with unrelenting determination. Oh no, he was not backing down tonight.

“Hmm? Oh don’t worry Torry,” He said, stealing another kiss as he spoke. “I promise I won’t be too rough with you~”

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Post by Predatory Alfred on Sun Jun 03, 2012 6:28 pm

Torry hadn’t expected Sherry to back down of course, the other was just as wildly competitive as he was when it came to any sort of challenge, though the wolf had been hoping he would have at least persuaded the other to some degree. After all, this was probably going to be so awesome that it really didn’t matter which end you were on. But he’d be damned if the other actually thought he’d back down either from this. They had now crossed into risky water, or rather risky waters in terms of control where Torry was concerned. Displays of dominance. He wasn’t some sort of asshat hyped up on hierarchy, but being raised in the way that he was, dominance and control were everything and he’d fight Sherry for this. It wasn’t as if he had a problem with bottoming, either. No, it would probably be rather fantastic in all of its aspects the way Sherry seemed to be conducting things at the moment, but the other would have to make him accept the position. He wasn’t saying that Sherry would have to force him down but the other was certainly going to have to come pretty darn close to doing so, or at least make him want it. He’d have to out wit or best Torry or something like that. And while he might have even enjoyed that and perhaps it was something he yearned for, he couldn’t help the shiver of desire that flowed through him at the thought of overpowering Sherry like this. It took a stab at his pride whenever Sherry won a wrestling match, though they were about even, and this could be some sort of final tie breaker (though, Torry had accepted that they were about equals a long while ago).

The game certainly was on. Sherry didn’t seem deterred at all, and if anything he had been egged on by Torry rather than anything else. But no one said he couldn’t deal with this. He smirked back at Sherry’s grin, letting out only small moans now as Sherry rolled his hips against him. Well, at least he knew the other was about as turned on as he was..... that and the fact that clothing felt even more and more like a restriction than it normally did. But no time for complaining or hinting to any of that. No, they were beating around the bush, being coy while letting their actions speak louder than their facade their words seemed to hold.

Wit and strength. May the best man win, indeed.

Torry hummed in pleasure as the cowboy moved flush against him before palming Torry through his pants, the latter shivering and bucking against the touch.“Sure,” he tried to mimic Sherry’s same tone of innocence, which was significantly harder to do considering the other’s ministrations, his voice coming out much more ragged and lusty. He only had a few more moments of such direct stimulation before Sherry decided to move again, pushing his shoulders forward to a point where Torry could feel his abdominals straining to keep himself up at such an odd, barely upright angle while Sherry continued to rut up against him. He was determined though. He wouldn’t be pinned. He wasn’t that worried, however. This was just the beginning.

His own hands found purchase on Sherry’s ass, and oh goodness, if that wasn’t one more reason not to back down, he didn’t know what was. He had no idea why Sherry wasn’t some sort of greek god or whatever with how amazing it was. Though now wasn’t the time or place to muse over his friend’s rather superior bottom. He kneaded his hands against the other’s trousers, wishing them gone before gaining a true grip on the other man. He needed balance if this was going to work.

“It really is a shame,” he let out, stealing a kiss right back from Sherry, pushing his whole body forward again, muscles straining in the most delicious way. Before he could let the other man react, Torry hoisted the him up, regaining his balance after a moment before swiftly slamming Sherry against the nearest tree trunk, pushing his body flush against the cowboy’s and pinning him as best as he could. “But I don’t think I can really return the sentiments.”

He grinned defiantly at the other, kissing at his neck, sharp teeth barely grating at his skin as Torry searched the other’s eyes for any real signs of pain. He could be rough, yes, and he knew Sherry was sturdy, but he didn’t actually want to hurt the other or get too caught up in anything if Sherry wasn’t enjoying it either. He rutted himself against the other man, creating enough friction that he supposed would be an ample apology if he really had hurt the other, but not moving on until he made sure he didn’t wind the other too terribly. He really did care about the other's welling too much for his own good.

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Post by Sheriff Jones on Mon Jun 04, 2012 4:12 pm

The sound of Torry’s voice already ragged with barely restrained lust sent shivers of pleasure straight to his groin. Ah yes, this is exactly what he had been fantasying about ever since they first began this little trip of theirs. If there had been any doubt about whether he wanted this or not, that was swiftly taken care of it. Sherry was almost tempted to continue stroking the other man through his pants (Torry was sexier then he had any right to be), but the prospect of having him pinned to the ground and completely at his mercy was far more appealing. Unfortunately, his plans hit a slight snag. Torry was a perfect match in terms of strength, and even with the element of surprise on his side, he could not shove him to the ground. They were like two immovable forces working against each other, neither one gaining, but still refusing to let up. The result was rather erotic -- Sherry rutting up against him and Torry refusing to relinquish his position. And the best part was, their power struggle had only just began.

Sherry chuckled when he felt the other man’s hands make their home on his backside. He wasn’t particularly surprised by this move. Torry and a number of others had always been extremely complementary of his ass. It was only fitting that this is where Torry had chosen to focus his attention on. “What’s a shame?” He asked, letting one hand travel along the length of Torry’s neck as his lips were treated to another stolen kiss. Although Sherry yearned for more, he could not help but wish to savor their kisses. Torry’s lips tasted so uniquely different then anybody else’s, so fresh and untainted. If only he had made a move sooner, they could have spent the entire trip locking lips. Who needed sights and fresh air when good sex was an option?

It seemed that Torry had a plan of his own. Before he could react properly, he was being lifted up. Torry had cleverly used their former position to his advantage and caught the cowboy off guard long enough to slam his back against a tree. Oh, he liked where this was going. “Oh I see now… Well then~” Sherry, never one to complain about his circumstances, made the most of this new position by hooking a leg around Torry’s waist. He pushed his hips up to meet Torry’s, moaning loudly at the wonderful sensation. He felt a little discomfort from Torry’s roughness, but it only enhanced the incredible pleasure. Besides, he knew that his friend would never hurt him -- leaving Sherry to bask in the thrill of being treated so roughly without any real fear of injury. Oh this was wonderful.

“Don’t be afraid to hurt me Torry,” He moaned, lifting his chin slightly to grant him more access. “I don’t mean to interrupt the game, but I want you to know I won’t break. I like the roughness as I imagine you to too. So, remember that as we continue.” As much as he would have liked to keep up this teasing game of theirs, he needed to be sure Torry knew what he was comfortable with. Better put an interlude in now before things got too crazy and the disturbance was unwelcome. And anyway, Sherry didn’t think it ruined the mood. If anything, it was quite the opposite. He was essentially giving Torry the go-ahead for later. No matter what happened, he was going to enjoy tonight for everything it was. But, of course, that did not mean that he was giving up on topping the hell out of Torry. Oh no, never. If the other man was hoping to secure that position, he was going to have to work for it.

Sherry followed Torry’s example from earlier and reached around to grope his ass. Ah yes, perfect, just as he always figured it would be. He slide his hands back up to the waistband of Torry’s pants, slipping a couple fingers down to stroke the heated skin. Just a few inches further and he would be able to feel his round backside unrestricted, but he resisted. It was far more fun to tease the other man rather then satisfying his own needs. “Mm… Torry, do you know how much I want to pound this into the ground?” He grinned wickedly up at the other man, taking his fingers out of his pants long enough to deliver a hard slip to his backside. If only he didn’t still have pants on, then he could… no, Sherry wanted to see how long it would take before those pants became too restrictive that Torry would have to rip them off. Until that point, he would simply have to deal.

Now what to do about this? Clearly he couldn’t let Torry have his way for too long or he would think he had won already, and that was no fun. But he was at a slight disadvantage with Torry pressing him up against the tree, which knocked trying to flip them off the list. But there was one thing he could do to gain the upper hand. It was somewhat devious and definitely not fair play, but there had been no rules against dirty tricks so….

Sherry’s hand danced up Torry’s body until it reached it’s destination -- his fuzzy ears. Perhaps it was an old trick he had used to get the better of the other man, but it certainly was an effective one. He couldn’t help but grin as he began to expertly scratch behind Torry’s left ear. It had only taken a few seconds before he had enough leverage to slip out from his grasp and take charge. The cowboy dropped his hand and shoved Torry against the tree before he could react. The only difference between this position and the one Torry had him locked in was that instead of him facing Torry’s front, he had a nice view of the back of his neck. Sherry grinned and began pressing his groin against his backside to get him in practice for what was to come. “And here we are again~” He whispered teasingly. “I am starting to think you really just want to give into me.”

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Post by Predatory Alfred on Fri Jun 22, 2012 8:51 am

Torry might have made a face, but that was only because he knew Sherry was anything but breakable. He was a strong and durable guy. Torry had seen his muscles and hell, he was getting a hands-on experience with them right now, not to mention all the times they wrestled for fun… But nonetheless it put him at ease to actually hear those words coming from Sherry (even if they were simultaneously turning him on even more). They were new to each other, in a physical romantic sense at least. They didn’t know each other’s limits and while that was equally thrilling and blood pumping, communication was key. Torry was actually glad Sherry had no problem stopping their little charade to tell him this, meaning he’d speak up if he didn’t like something later. Not to mention what exactly the other was giving consent to sent a shiver of want through him completely. It was more or less the ‘go ahead’ to be as rough with Sherry as he wanted!

Though, for now, Torry took it as a chance to nip harder. Old habits die hard and as much as he wanted this to be a quick, rough, passionate fuck, he simultaneously was dying to mark and bite and claim and tease every bare inch of skin Sherry would allow. Were love bites part of the deal they just made? He shrugged a little and let himself to it. Marks would go away in a few days after all and Torry still had a bit more planned for the trip (Though was this to continue through the rest of the trip? Best not think of that now). He placed hot open mouth kisses to Sherry’s feverish skin following this as it seemed more than fitting.

The wolf couldn’t help but praise himself. This was an amazing position to be in if he did say so himself. Not only had the cowboy seemed to respond openly to it and his touch, but Sherry was also thoroughly pinned. Between their equal strength, Sherry was hardly able to move, but against the rough unmovable trunk of a tree Sherry barely had a chance, leaving the advantage back in Torry’s favor. Also from this point, they had such a better angle. Though, even through frictional bliss that was rutting against one another in pure need Torry could only imagine it felt so much better unrestricted. He’d try to make a move to take off Sherry’s own pants but he knew the other was far from done with their little power struggle.

And no sooner had that thought crossed his mind had the other started his own counter move. He couldn’t help but jump slightly as Sherry’s hands moved to his own backside, a few fingers breaching beneath his pants to caress against his skin. The touch was foreign, but certainly didn’t stop the shiver that went through him as Sherry continued on whispering much dirtier things than he was used to hearing during these sorts of romps. That, accompanied with the slap, made wolf moan out slightly despite himself. It seemed like he was the only one who enjoyed teasing.

He was about to say something, perhaps in regards to the comment the other had made previously, but more likely to the devious and cunning look that fell over Sherry’s face. What was he—Torry felt himself freeze up slightly before his body suddenly welcomed the relaxing feeling of his ears being stroked so wonderfully. He wasn’t anywhere near as extremely sensitive as Bu—some people, but that certainly didn’t mean he didn’t enjoy the touch. Perhaps not as effective as it could have been in his aroused state, but the minor momentary distraction took Torry’s mind off of Sherry long enough that the wolf soon found himself acquainted very personally with the tree he had just been pinning the other too… while his ass seemed to get acquainted with a distinctly hard Sherry.

Torry licked his lips, swallowing hard as he tried to adjust to the new position. Well, this certainly was going to be the challenge he was always looking for. “And if I am?” he whispered back, grinding his backside against Sherry, relishing in any noise the other made. Torry wasn’t giving up though, no, he was much too stubborn and headstrong for any of that, but, well, Sherry didn’t know that. “Maybe I’m so impressed with you, that I’ve decided what I’d rather.” So why not use that to his advantage? He was just as cunning as the other and since ‘dirty’ tricks were apparently all right, there was no reason to play this up. Stringing the other along seemed like the perfect way to go. Besides, this wasn’t an easy move to counter so Sherry partially deserved it! Or something like that.

“Mmm, Sherry…” Torry moaned the other’s name out simply, breath hitching a little as he continued to grind backwards against the other. He just needed the other to lose focus for a minute, for the strong body that had him pinned to lose its edge for just a moment. And what better of a distraction to hold than himself? After all, Sherry seemed to be all sorts of caught up in him. However, despite all of this strategic genius, it was taking a great deal for Torry not to ask the other if that was, indeed, a gun in his pocket. Sadly, most seductive distractions did not include cheesy pick up lines.

The wolf leaned back further against Sherry, feeling the other’s hand that was firmly placed on his lower back let up just a little, and wrapped his arms around Sherry’s neck. It was an awkward position, surely, but that didn’t mean it lost its sex appeal. Torry arched his back, letting out another low groan, secretly thanking his flexibility. “Want you, Sherry. So badly.”

It happen not long after that. He could feel Sherry indulge for a moment, to let himself be completely caught up in the sensual friction that was Torry’s Grade A behind grinding into their nether regions. Torry didn’t blame him, pleasure was half of the point here. Sadly, not the entire point and the cowboy would have to eventually find a happy medium of pleasure and keeping an eye on Torry if he wanted to ‘win.’ The wolf quickly slipped from the other’s grasp, ducking down and putting an agonizing distance between them. Not a dominating move, but one that got him further away from being pounded into the ground.

“Sadly, however, you lack focus,” he sauntered around, hopefully baiting the other. He winked at Sherry. “Eye on the prize, sweetheart. Or perhaps you’re the one who’s just playing around and wants to give up. Tsk, tsk, Sherry. I thought this was going to be hard.”

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Post by Sheriff Jones on Thu Jun 28, 2012 11:32 am

His words seemed to add fuel to the fire burning inside Torry. He could see it in his eyes how much he was desired and it send shivers of pleasure racing down his spine. It suddenly occurred to him how much he had needed this. Sherry had known what he wanted ever since the fantasy’s began, but the sensation of utterly needing Torry was exhilarating and frightening all at once. The cowboy grinned and let out a couple breathy moans as Torry marked up his neck with love bites. That felt nice, so very nice. The quick little shots of pain meshed perfectly with the pleasure caused by his frantic rutting. Although he was not ready to give up on their game quite yet, he could enjoy the feeling of being so closely pressed up against the other. Torry certainly knew what he was doing and if Sherry were to be honest with himself, he might have admitted that he wouldn’t mind if Torry were the one to win this little game. But not yet. Oh no, not yet. He still had a few tricks up his sleeves.

Sherry couldn’t help but smirk triumphantly at the moan that he managed to elicit with the harsh slap. So, he had been right to assume that Torry wanted to play rough. Well then, that was relieving to know considering what he had planned for the rest of their evening. Sherry could not keep the grin off his face as he set his counterattack in motion. Lucky for him, Torry had one obvious weak point and even in his aroused state, it could serve as a distraction. As Sherry settled into his new position of pressing up against the other man’s backside, he allowed himself a moment of indulgence. Torry’s ass was just as supple as he had always been lead to believe. Just grinding against it, even through his restricting jeans, was enough to remind him why he couldn’t give in. If this was to be the prize for holding out longer then the other man, he was not going to back down for anything less then total domination.

With Torry now totally at his mercy, the cowboy expected struggling and sneaky tactics to get him to let his guard down. He was prepared for all this and waited breathlessly for whatever stunt Torry would pull next. He hadn’t, however, been ready for Torry’s surrender. Huh? Sherry only just managed not to break character and instead tightened his grip as the wolf man began grinding against him. Oh fuck that felt good. He was half tempted to rip off Torry’s pant’s now, but resisted. There was something not right about the other man giving up so quickly. If there was one thing he knew, it was that Torry was just as stubborn as he was. There was no way in hell he would drop everything so quickly, even if Sherry’s retaliation had been incredible. No, this had to be a trap. Sherry grunted softly as a wave of pleasure washed over him. But fuck, why did he have to be so good at this?!

His name, fuck, had his name ever sounded that good before? He couldn’t remember, and the way that Torry’s ass kept rubbing up against his hardened cock was not doing anything for his memory. “Torry…” He hissed in reply, meeting his backside with eager rutting. He couldn’t get distracted. This was a trap, it had to be. But damn it felt so fucking good. Why couldn’t they just stop with the teasing, rip what was left of their clothing off, and fuck each other like no tomorrow? With the way Torry’s body was fitting up against his own, he was starting to think that was the better option.

Sherry lost it when Torry brought his arms around his neck, arching his back into a perfect picture of sensuality. But his true undoing came when Torry moaned the five most arousing words to have ever been strung together. Want you Sherry. So badly… He kept replaying that over and over in his mind, steadily falling deeper into the fantasy the other man had created.

One moment was all it took.

One moment, it was all that Sherry allowed himself to indulge the barrage of emotions and pleasure, but it was long enough for Torry to act. All at once, the glorious heat against his body was gone and Torry was suddenly on the other side of the clearly. For a moment, all Sherry could do was stare dumbly at his friend. How the hell did he get over there so quickly? And, more importantly, why did he leave in the middle of the best damn foreplay the world has ever seen? Then, in an instant, his mind cleared and he once again understood.

Fuck, it had been a trick! And he had fallen for it! Sherry pouted a little as the wolf man rubbed his victory in his face. “Oh, I’m not playing around angel face. Believe me, I’ve only just begun,” He said in response, managing a grin as he assessed the situation. Well, he supposed could have been worse. Torry had only moved away. Neither of them were in dominating positions, but neither were they forced into submission. If anything, he could use this small break to calculate how to respond next. Clearly he couldn’t just charge at Torry -- he would be expecting a move like that. But what other way could he gain back his control? There wasn’t exactly a lot he could do from this distance, expect maybe entice the other back within catching distance. But even that plan had danger to it. If Torry were to take the bait, there was always the chance that he would be quicker and overpower him again. Still, taking the risk would be much better then doing nothing with a massive erection pressing against his blue jeans.

“Why are you so far away now? Don’t tell me your afraid of me pinning you again.” Sherry grinned and leaned his back against the tree he had Torry against not a minute before. “What a shame. I was hoping we could get to some good stuff, but with you all the way over there…” He sighed dramatically, inwardly complimenting himself on his incredible acting. The wolf man must have some idea of what he was about to do next, but that was alright. For this plan, it was less about sneak tactics and more about who would break first. They both wanted this, that much was clear, but once one of them made a move to take this further, there would be no going back. Sherry knew without question that the game would come to an end soon. There was only so much both men could take before growing impatient, and that point was fast approaching.

Sherry unbuckled his belt and let his jeans sag down his hipbones. “I’ll just have to take care of myself then.” He dipped his hand past his waist band, slowly beginning to stroke his hardened cock. Even the lightest bit of contact brought a sigh of relief to his lips. He stroked himself slowly, never once breaking eye contact with the other man. “Torry,” He moaned, arching his hips up in pleasure. “Torry, this would feel so much better with your hand… or your mouth.” He squeezed a little, eliciting a sharp gasp from somewhere deep inside of him. A show this raunchy had to be effecting the other man, no matter what kind of distance he placed between them. “Oh fuck, Torry~” Now if he would only come closer, they could get somewhere.

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