Kapitel 7: Washroom, Two.
Chapter Seven, Washroom Two.
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Despite having clouded eyes, Luther's gaze seemed to deepen, the smirk on his face growing wider.
He didn't say a word, but from his mannerisms and facial expressions, his answer was as clear as day.
"I haven't done this before. I hope it doesn't hurt." He said, grabbing Everett by the waist and lifting him up.
Instinctively Everett wrapped his arms around his neck when he was lifted him. His legs followed suit, wrapping around Luther's stomach.
His dick was still soaking wet, but of course it wouldn't be an easy fit.
Everett and Luther were face to face, their eyes locked. He put the tip of his dick on Everett's entrance, getting his hole wet.
He tapped at it a few times, the two smiling as he did so.
At the same time, Everett seemed to be unable to hold back anymore. He brought his head forward at an angle, locking lips with Luther.
The giant attempted to slip a part of it in. Everett didn't jump, but he did lift himself, as if trying to run away.
In response, Luther's massive hand gripped the entire of his left cheek, forcing him down just a little.
Everett moaned through their lips, tightening the grip his legs and arms had on Luther.
Unbeknownst to him, Luther was more worried about the pain than Everett himself. Perhaps it was instinctual that he ran a bit, but after that point, he didn't.
Everett pushed himself down, Luther taking heed and pushing with him.
Ever so slowly, Luther's dick penetrated deep, forcing its way inside of Everett.
He moaned, breaking their connected lips. He could no longer use them as he wished, being forced to move his head into Luther's shoulder.
With both hands on Everett's ass, Luther lifted him up and down.
His dick scraped his insides, Everett softly moaning, although drowned out by the sound of the washing machine.
He tightly held onto Luther's back, the monster himself pumping deep inside of him.
Thankfully, their seemed to be a natural lubricant within Everett's holes, so things were a lot easier.
An unmentioned perk from his heavenly enhancement.
With it, Everett absorbed the entirety of Luther's cock, taking it to the base.
His ass quietly clapped against Luther's pelvis. The massive dick pulsated inside him, and he could feel it.
It struck deep, somehow hitting his G-spot perfectly.
Luther thrusted and thrusted, using his momentum to dig as deep as he could.
Everett moaned every time Luther's full length entered him, his entire body tingling in response.
Luther continued to fuck him, his lips finding their way to Everett's neck, kissing and sucking as he pleased.
Everett moaned, and Luther grunted, the wet noises sneaking into both of their ears.
"Yes~..." Everett hummed, his nails embedding themselves into Luther's back.
He moaned repeatedly, his legs no longer able to lock themselves around him. They bounced freely as Luther railed him.
They clapped together, in rhythm, until Luther bent over.
Everett's back was placed on the washing machine, Luther hugging him while still pumping.
"Nnh~.." He groaned, his pace speeding up.
Luther's head burrowed into Everett's shoulder, the latter smiling wildly through the ecstasy.
He could recognize what was coming, and they would do it together.
"Nnh~..!" Luther groaned once more, this time, his pace rapidly slowing.
He stabbed deep, keeping every last inch of his dick inside of Everett.
At the same time, Everett let his head fall back, one of his hands finding its way to his own dick and covering it.
Avoiding a mess, he caught his own sperm, Luther not minding it.
The behemoth backed away, both of them watching as his massive stick slowly pulled itself out of Everett.
Cum dripped out of his gaping hole, getting the washing machine dirty.
With a crazed smile, and hazy eyes, Everett reached up, grabbing a clean white rag from the rack.
First, he wiped his hand, making sure Luther saw.
"Clean me up will ya'?" He smiled, Luther smiling in response.
"Of course, little brother." He took a knee, grabbing the rag from Everett.
Everett put his legs on Luther's shoulder's, letting him clean up the cum that had leaked onto the washing machine first, before getting what was continuously leaking out of his hole.
Standing back up, Luther looked towards the trash can in the corner, tossing the rag away.
Yet, the moment he turned back to Everett.
"Gotcha'!" Everett smiled, both of his feet shoved into Luther's face.
Though, in a turn of events, Luther grabbed both of his legs, kissing the two feet that were placed before him.
"Oh was I supposed to be disturbed?" He said confusedly, pulling the two feet away.
Beep!
The washing cycle was complete.
"You were, but it makes sense that you wouldn't be." Everett replied.
Luther slow let his legs down, his hands rubbing them in the process.
"I'm open to giving massages." Luther smiled, watching as Everett pushed himself off of the metal.
"That's good to know." Everett said. "But let's finish our clothes, shall we?"
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