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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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...
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.
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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?"
And here I thought my e-mail was just being an ass again. They working for you now?
"Me." He meant to say 'kiss me,' but, well. Freudian slip. Kurt himself doesn't really notice, being preoccupied with practically winding himself around the other man, arms and legs. His tail stays right where it is, twisting and stroking the other man's cock while Kurt himself bends down to draw him into a kiss. It's probably a good thing that watching his teeth is second nature.
Yep. They were backed up for half a day, but it's fixed now.
Well, that was certainly provocative. He felt the tail around him, returning the favor with his own, the pair of them joined in some strange mirroring masturbation. Kissing the other man was easy enough, even with the care taken for the sharper teeth. He was careful when he used them to tease the inside of Kurt's lip, tongue soothing afterward as he shifted a little, pressing closer to his twin.
At this point Kurt wouldn't care a bit about coming away with a few nicks. His tongue seeks out his twin's, teasing along the sides with little flicking motions. The same spirit is mirrored in the movements of his tail over his cock, little teasing strokes that contrast with the firm ones further down the shaft. He's going to pay for every bit of that probably, but he feels too good to care.
Kurt's hips shift, stuttering as he feels the urge to rock, to thrust into that touch of those delicious coils. He lets out a muffled groan, tail moving to wind the middle of it around his twin's cock while the adroit tip moved lower, sliding under his sac and teasing around the other mutant's ass. It was a bold move on his part, but it was also a start.
He grins against the other man's mouth, proud at the reactions he's getting out of Kurt. The movement of his tail changes, coils sliding down the shaft as though his twin had started thrusting after all. Kurt himself pulls his mouth away when he feels that first touch, drawing in a quick breath. "Feeling ambitious," he asks, breathy and surprised but not enough of the latter to shift away.
"Yes," he murmured, though he didn't move it any farther than it was. It was a tease. A promise, if the other Kurt wished it fulfilled, but definitely not something he would press. It was incredibly hard to think around the pleasure crawling through him in bursts because of the other's tail, but he was intent on giving Kurt the same sort of pleasure, if he could.
It is difficult to think--well, straight. Right now Kurt's all too inclined to say yes to anything that means feeling more of this, particularly when he pictures what his other self's promising. The low groan, not quite muffled in time, is probably answer enough without his further vocalizing, "Alright." His mouth moves down, playfully nipping at his jaw.
Even with the permission given, Kurt is slow. Careful. Teasing. The tip of his tail doesn't do more than dance round the outside of the other's ass, tapping or sliding over it, the length of the teasing tail still coiling around a blue cock.
Don't remind me. I'm hoping things'll calm down by August so I can app to a game or two.
For the best that he does, because they're skirting the edges of this Kurt's experience with other men; not that any amount could really prepare him for pulling his own doppelganger into bed. How many Hail Marys is that again? He seems to be enjoying himself if the soft noises he makes are any indication, most of them muffled because he's too in the habit of keeping quiet. His mouth rises, his breath ghosting against the tip of his twin's ear just before he draws it between his lips, tongue flicking along the point. The coils of his tail slow but still move, not quite in a regular rhythm.
Using his fingers doesn't seem as optimal seeing as they're larger than the tip of his tail. So he's gentle as he moves closer to the center of Kurt's hole, tickling more than pressing until he can prod the tip in. He makes a soft sound when his ear is mouthed, hips shifting against the tail still coiled around it. "I... ah, would like to make you feel pleasure."
No, it's all perfectly logical, so much logic in this bed considering the rapidly dwindling brain power of at least one man in it. Said Kurt squirms minutely against the teasing sensation, stilling with a catch in his breath when the other mutant starts to press inside.
"You weren't.. already?" He chuckles, more air than sound as he presses an open kiss to his doppelganger's jaw, just near the ear. He draws in a breath through his nose, his hips jerking down instinctively. "Won't we, ah, need some.. slick?" Apparently his twin's doing something right if Kurt can't remember the word for lube.
A soft laugh, head turning to catch at another pair of blue lips. "I mean, I would like to make you... reach your full enjoyment. That can be as we are going, or we can do something that you are more certain of. I want you to be... comfortable. And yes," he said with a smirk, "we would need lubrication, of which there is some in the nightstand."
That's not very believable. Sorry for the delay (and belated for the silliness)
He hums approvingly, following those lips for a second when the other man moves away to talk. When those words sink in Kurt groans, leaning his forehead against his twin's. "You are asking me to make choices now? Ach, so cruel. I.. think if you would want to, then who better to trust with something you've never done before? Since you are apparently prepared for the eventuality." He should know better than to tease by this point.
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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.
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And here I thought my e-mail was just being an ass again. They working for you now?
Yep. They were backed up for half a day, but it's fixed now.
Oh good. Happy fourth if you celebrate
Hah. Had mine on Weds. Canadian =)
Hope it was fun! ..I say over a week later, oy.
Time slips by =)
Yeah, especially with how crazy my summer's been.
And it's not even halfway done. ENJOY =D
Don't remind me. I'm hoping things'll calm down by August so I can app to a game or two.
How many Hail Marys is that again?He seems to be enjoying himself if the soft noises he makes are any indication, most of them muffled because he's too in the habit of keeping quiet. His mouth rises, his breath ghosting against the tip of his twin's ear just before he draws it between his lips, tongue flicking along the point. The coils of his tail slow but still move, not quite in a regular rhythm.Never...
Are you trying to jinx me?
"You weren't.. already?" He chuckles, more air than sound as he presses an open kiss to his doppelganger's jaw, just near the ear. He draws in a breath through his nose, his hips jerking down instinctively. "Won't we, ah, need some.. slick?" Apparently his twin's doing something right if Kurt can't remember the word for lube.
Noooooo >>
That's not very believable. Sorry for the delay (and belated for the silliness)
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