09-07-2018, 05:11 PM
Carter nodded and keened quietly, "Yesss." Hector was pushing all of his buttons, internally and externally it seemed -- His shirt was now splayed open, exposing his flat chested body, which was still pink from both blushing so furiously and the heat that was rising naturally in his body.
Carter was extremely ticklish, too, it seemed, squirming and giggling as Hector ran his fingers all over his chest and stomach -- The kisses were even worse, he grasped Hector's head, both pushing him away and pulling him closer at the same time - Carter couldn't decide what to do, still squirming and giggling... Until it broke off into a moan when Hector started nipping at the very sensitive area of his belly button.
"big... big... bunch of kids..." Carter was gone - His brain dribbling out of his ears, or so it seemed. He was high on the endorphins, the lust, his fingers flexing against Hector's head constantly as he tried pushing or pulling or just something... GOD, he had no idea WHAT he needed, he just knew he needed it and Hector was the only person who could provide it, he knew this now.
Carter let his own hands run down his chest, following the path that Hector had taken, he popped the snap on his slacks and they easily fell to the floor, pooling at his shoes -- Carter was wearing skin tight trunks underneath said slacks, his ass much more round and firm looking than what they were when encased in the fabric of the pants and his bowed hips were more prominent now too, outlined in the black almost silk-like texture of his trunks.
Carter was extremely ticklish, too, it seemed, squirming and giggling as Hector ran his fingers all over his chest and stomach -- The kisses were even worse, he grasped Hector's head, both pushing him away and pulling him closer at the same time - Carter couldn't decide what to do, still squirming and giggling... Until it broke off into a moan when Hector started nipping at the very sensitive area of his belly button.
"big... big... bunch of kids..." Carter was gone - His brain dribbling out of his ears, or so it seemed. He was high on the endorphins, the lust, his fingers flexing against Hector's head constantly as he tried pushing or pulling or just something... GOD, he had no idea WHAT he needed, he just knew he needed it and Hector was the only person who could provide it, he knew this now.
Carter let his own hands run down his chest, following the path that Hector had taken, he popped the snap on his slacks and they easily fell to the floor, pooling at his shoes -- Carter was wearing skin tight trunks underneath said slacks, his ass much more round and firm looking than what they were when encased in the fabric of the pants and his bowed hips were more prominent now too, outlined in the black almost silk-like texture of his trunks.
You can lead a horse to water, but cannot force a horse to drink.