the bj meme

[bababooey]

 

the blow job meme. 
this is a meme to write blowjobs.
simple as that. 
everybody's invited. you know the drill.

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[penitently]

He moves his arms to help his other self get this self undressed, mouth still dragging along skin the same color as his own. It was mostly kisses, ones left at the bend of his neck as he trailed up towards his ear, but there were a few light nips interspersed to add to the sensation. "I am certainly not bored."

[quiteafew]

After getting that shirt off, Kurt's fingers move to trace the raised scars on his doppelganger's chest. Most of them are familiar, and he silently mouths the sins he recognizes. His fingers stutter each time the other Kurt nips at the smooth skin of his neck, nearly slipping off whichever scar he happens to have a finger on. "I would have to try a bit harder if you were," he murmurs, his tail mirroring his other self's actions in moving to work at the button and zipper of the other man's pants.

[penitently]

"Now you have me curious," he said with a small smile, tongue running along the edge of one ear up to the pointed tip. He felt the touches over his scars and the tail at his pants, the prospect of where this was leading making his skin pebble for a moment before his hands went to slide along Kurt's thighs.

[quiteafew]

"I didn't bef-" he interrupts his own question with an inarticulate sound, feeling the wet stroke of that tongue up his ear. His hands slide down over the other man's stomach and hips to push at the last of his clothing, anxious to have him naked.

[penitently]

There's a thrill of arousal that goes through him at the sound, his hands grabbing at Kurt's pants and trying to tug them down as his own tail snakes down to jerk at the fastenings. Cool air touches his skin as his clothes are removed and he's pushing the other body, trying to get him down on his back, wanting to explore it with hands, tail, and mouth.

[quiteafew]

Many years of quick changes between acts has made Kurt an expert of getting out of clothing quickly (when he wants to be). His skin is bare within seconds, Kurt himself reaching to pull the other man close even as he lays back, reacting a second before consciously realizing that he's being urged onto his back. That's certainly one way to ease his nagging doubts about whether his other self truly wants this (and yes, he has been told he overthinks.) His tail wraps around the other man's leg, tracing along the curves of it to see if there are scars there, unlike his own smooth legs.

[penitently]

There are a few, traced against the outside of his thighs and stopping around the height of his knees. Not that he thinks of that at the moment, kneeling over the other Kurt, hand sliding down the front of his chest before he meets his gaze. "You did say you were curious about oral, yes?"

[quiteafew]

"I did." Not that he could deny it if he wanted to, with his body making that a difficult lie. Kurt shift, setting his lips with his tongue as he props himself up on his elbows. "You were thinking a practical demonstration?"

[penitently]

"I was," he admitted, tail moving to tickle up his twin's thigh, then coil around the other man's cock, undulating over it in an attempt to stimulate and to tease. "Unless you'd rather not risk it..."

[quiteafew]

Kurt hisses a breath through his teeth when he feels that tail around his cock, face twisting as he resists the urge to roll his hips up. "I think I'm willing to risk a great deal right now," he jokes, voice breathy.

[penitently]

Kurt's answer was to smile, crawling further down the other man's body until he was near his groin. Tail still wound around it, he looked up at that familiar face as he lowered his head. "It's all about keeping your teeth to yourself..."

His tongue came out, pink against the blue as he flicked it out over the head of the trapped cock, tail slithering again as he did.

[quiteafew]

His teeth rake his bottom lip, the muscles in his thighs flexing against the urge to move. This is a learning experience, not just a very pleasant night; which means keeping his eyes on the other man instead of closing them. Part of him distantly thinks he should really do some soul-searching as to why he finds this erotic rather than disconcerting, but not right now.

"Oh, is that the trick? I think there could be argument made that the tail could be considered." His own tail, still wrapped around his doppelganger's leg, starts to slither up, the tip of his spade tracing the curve of muscle on his inner thigh.

[penitently]

"The tail is a lovely benefit, yes," he agreed, his own still wound around his twin's, curling and uncurling in a sort of slow, constricting massage. His tongue licked along the underside of Kurt's shaft, licking up to the head and sealing his lips around it, keeping the cock in his mouth on the outside of his teeth as he sucked.

[quiteafew]

He's absolutely no stranger to what their tail can do, nor is this the first time he's received a blow job. Combining the two, however, is a completely new experience. Hissing in a slow breath through his teeth, the air is let out in a soft, short groan when his twin starts to suck. Kurt's hands shift on the bed, looking for something to grab other than the other man.

[penitently]

Kurt's out of luck for something to grab, the other version taking his time letting his tongue circle around the head. He did to Kurt what Newt seemed to like having done, Kurt himself not exactly a connoisseur enough to have any type of favorites.

[quiteafew]

His hands end up spread flat on the mattress, twisting into fists whenever the other Kurt does something that feels particularly good--which is often. "I am beginning to disbelieve your claims," he mumbles haltingly, interrupting himself every second word with a gasp, or low strangled noises that sometimes make it out of his mouth as moans. His tail sneaks up his twin's leg, slipping forward and running the tip lightly over the underside of his cock; at least, what little he can reach of it.

[penitently]

He draws back, looking up at the other Kurt long enough to ask, "About what?" Then he's back to widening his jaw, opening his mouth enough so he could start to suck Kurt's length further in without risking contact with his teeth. He can feel the tip of that other tail tickling over his cock and he lets out a low hum of appreciation.

[quiteafew]

The danger of those teeth is the only thing keeping his hips mostly still. This is certainly different than the few blow jobs he's gotten in the past, but more than pleasurable enough that he completely forgets to answer. One of his hands moves despite himself to rest on the other man's shoulder, near the crook of his neck. "Gott. Lift your hips." Because his tail is a miracle of God and nature but it needs a little more room to move if he's going to reciprocate the way he intends to.

[penitently]

He almost growled, not wanting to be interrupted from what he was doing, but the functioning part of his brain that wasn't focused on the cock in his mouth and the body he was teasing reminded him that there was more fun to be had here. Tongue licking up along the underside of Kurt's shaft, he levered himself up, mouth moving lower until he had the other man's balls in his mouth, treating them just as carefully as he had the dick.

[quiteafew]

Judging by the startled moan that came out of his mouth, Kurt wasn't expecting that. Nor can he keep his head from falling back onto the mattress, legs spreading to give his twin the room to move. Kurt forgets for a moment why he'd asked his other self to move, but when he remembers the tail comes slithering in, winding around the other man's cock and writhing.

[penitently]

A pleased sound is muffled by a blue sac, tongue licking over it and the vibrations running along it before he lets it slide free, moving his mouth back up to the more sensitive glans around the head of the cock by his face. He feels the tail wrap around his and grins as he counters it with his own around his twin's cock, moving at whatever pace the other sets.

[quiteafew]

He lets out a soft sound of protest when the other Kurt moves away, lifting his head just in time to feel those lips wrap around the head of his cock again. The next thing out of his mouth is a groan, not very well stifled. "Cheating," he mutters in their native German, the coils of his tail stroking the shaft of his doppelganger's cock. The tip of his tail comes up to slide over the head, delicate and hesitant for all that the owner currently has a one-track mind.

[penitently]

There's another muffled sound, this one of protest as Kurt looks up at the other version of himself, eyes almost glowing with the intensity of the reaction to the tail teasing him. Hardly cheating, Kurt. Just because he happened to be a little more experienced at this...

[quiteafew]

In answer he chuckles, a low rumble followed in short order by Kurt lifting his head to meet the other man's eyes. The intensity he finds there, and the seeing the movements he's been content to only feel for the last few moments, hits Kurt in the gut. Tensing, he draws in a quick breath. "Unless you.. Want me to end quickly. Best you come up here." Three cheers for Kurt finding enough brain cells to form a sentence.

Warning: Notifs are completely down for me for some reason.

[penitently]

It's tempting... to stay here and draw an orgasm from the other man. He likes the idea enough that he lingers for another moment before his lips slide off the swollen cock head, tongue licking at them as he moves to crawl up towards his other self. "And what shall I do up here?"