It was so easy to slide the egg in. Easier than Maraich had expected. With a little pressure from his fingers, he watched it slip through Quatre's entrance, and in an instant disappear inside of him. Just the wire for it was sticking out. He knew eggs only went so far in, but he nudged the wire a bit, giving the egg a little extra push inside. He really wanted to make sure it would be hitting Quatre in just the right spot.
"It's nothing much," Maraich brushed Bancoran off. In a way, it wasn't. After all, it wasn't so much that he had to learn a lot about what pretty boys like - he just did what he himself enjoyed, and he knew all about that.
Of course, that meant he knew that while eggs were enjoyable, they also didn't 'fill him' quite as much as he wanted. But he couldn't do much about that. He'd never been one who wanted to penetrate. Instead, with the egg tucked inside of Quatre and unlikely to pop back out without being pulled, he turned it onto a low setting and climbed up on his lap, straddling him. He nestled his own cock against Quatre's, the steady hum of the vibrator carrying over to him as well and spreading a tingling sensation all through his lower half. He let the vibrators do their job and rocked his hips against Quatre's. The length of his cock slid up along the other boy's, then his sack until the base of Quatre's cock was just touching the divide between Maraich's cheeks.
Perhaps it was a little tease. After all, not much further there was a hole that Quatre could slide into, if he just moved up a little when he thrust against him. Hands on his stomach, he continued rubbing against him with long strokes, each time getting close to letting Quatre slip between his cheeks.
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"It's nothing much," Maraich brushed Bancoran off. In a way, it wasn't. After all, it wasn't so much that he had to learn a lot about what pretty boys like - he just did what he himself enjoyed, and he knew all about that.
Of course, that meant he knew that while eggs were enjoyable, they also didn't 'fill him' quite as much as he wanted. But he couldn't do much about that. He'd never been one who wanted to penetrate. Instead, with the egg tucked inside of Quatre and unlikely to pop back out without being pulled, he turned it onto a low setting and climbed up on his lap, straddling him. He nestled his own cock against Quatre's, the steady hum of the vibrator carrying over to him as well and spreading a tingling sensation all through his lower half. He let the vibrators do their job and rocked his hips against Quatre's. The length of his cock slid up along the other boy's, then his sack until the base of Quatre's cock was just touching the divide between Maraich's cheeks.
Perhaps it was a little tease. After all, not much further there was a hole that Quatre could slide into, if he just moved up a little when he thrust against him. Hands on his stomach, he continued rubbing against him with long strokes, each time getting close to letting Quatre slip between his cheeks.