03-30-2015, 10:07 PM
Kris returned the lustful advances Adam made towards him. If the man was believing that this was because of some twisted concept that oddly was sensible because of his rejections as of late. Kris could only tell because of his sexual eagerness. This was the same eagerness that had gotten some girls pregnant and it would be this same eagerness that made Adam completely blind to what was going on.
"Don't worry..." He said while slipping his shoes off. "I'll take good care of you, big guy" he rubbed Adam's growing belly before pulling on it with his free hand. "Help me out my clothes?"
He knew he didn't need to ask as the athlete was already pulling on his fabric, but it didn't hurt to remind him. As Kris's shoes fell flat to the floor, his hand tugged at Adam's tight skinny jeans as once the button was undone, the bigger male was offered a sense of relief at last. When Kris was fully undressed aside from the sling that held his arm and his bandaged face that partially hid away a black eye, He hopped on the bed while holding Adam's hand before letting it go as his boxers dropped, revealing his large throbbing cock. He patted on his lap, insisting the bigger male get on top of it and once he did, Kris made sure his wounded arm was out of harm's way as he gripped Adam's firm bubble butt and pulling his rather feminine briefs off.
"Is...this...what you want?" His face was red but so long as the scent emanated off of him, Adam would be compelled to it's power, but he had a will to fight it off. If Adam said yes to this and took it, giving in to his sexual desires, the athlete would be aware of what he did and once it was complete, he could say goodbye to wanting to have sex with women period. Kris believed that was an effective measure on his little pregnancy scandal.
"Don't worry..." He said while slipping his shoes off. "I'll take good care of you, big guy" he rubbed Adam's growing belly before pulling on it with his free hand. "Help me out my clothes?"
He knew he didn't need to ask as the athlete was already pulling on his fabric, but it didn't hurt to remind him. As Kris's shoes fell flat to the floor, his hand tugged at Adam's tight skinny jeans as once the button was undone, the bigger male was offered a sense of relief at last. When Kris was fully undressed aside from the sling that held his arm and his bandaged face that partially hid away a black eye, He hopped on the bed while holding Adam's hand before letting it go as his boxers dropped, revealing his large throbbing cock. He patted on his lap, insisting the bigger male get on top of it and once he did, Kris made sure his wounded arm was out of harm's way as he gripped Adam's firm bubble butt and pulling his rather feminine briefs off.
"Is...this...what you want?" His face was red but so long as the scent emanated off of him, Adam would be compelled to it's power, but he had a will to fight it off. If Adam said yes to this and took it, giving in to his sexual desires, the athlete would be aware of what he did and once it was complete, he could say goodbye to wanting to have sex with women period. Kris believed that was an effective measure on his little pregnancy scandal.