Direction | By : Violanthe Category: +S through Z > Venture Brothers Views: 1815 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"Hold still, will ya?" Dermott snapped. Jesus, but Dean was squirmy. He hadn't the slightest idea how or why Dean managed to wriggle his way into this, but there was no way in hell he was going to ruin this for him.
Dean sucked in a sharp breath, his dull nails digging viciously into Dermott's thighs. Dermott readjusted his grip around Dean's waist, running his thumb lightly over his exposed hipbone.
"I-I can't!" Dean protested, "It feels too good!"
Hank drew back, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand, "Should I stop?"
"No!" Dean gasped, "No, please don't stop!"
"Then hold still!" Dermott snapped, "Go a little slower, though, Hank, he can't take that much friction."
"Alright," Hank replied, and dove down, swallowing his brother in one quick move.
"G-gah! Hank, th-that is not slower!" Dean cried, writhing in Dermott's arms.
Pulling off again, Hank scowled, "Well excuse me for not being perfect!"
"Your technique sucks, Hank," Dermott remarked, apparently not getting the double meaning. "Here, trade places with me, and make sure to hold him still. I'm not deep-throating him right off the bat."
"Alright," Hank replied. Dermott practically shoved Dean into Hank's lap. Hank wrapped his arms loosely around Dean's midsection.
"No, tighter than that," Dermott ordered, then, as Hank obeyed, "There. That's better."
Dermott licked Dean from base to tip, then sucked just the head into his mouth. Dean moaned, his nails sinking into Hank's thighs this time.
"Ow, dude, that hurts!" Hank protested.
"S-sorry, it just...oh god, yes, Dermott, that's amazing!"
Dermott rolled his eyes at him, but kept sucking, progressively taking more until, with a sharp, desperate-sounding moan, Dean threw his head back against Hank's chest and shot his load down Dermott's throat.
"Gross, dude," Dermott winced, "You could've warned me."
"Sorry," Dean sheepishly replied.
"Whatever," Dermott replied, "You rest for a few. Hank, you come here. I'll teach you to give head the right way, moron."
"Yay!" Hank cried, crawling over excitedly.
"Then," Dermott remarked, as Hank began undoing his pants, "We'll see how your brother's skills are."
Dermott locked eyes with Dean, and Dean shivered. Dermott grinned - he still didn't know why they'd let Dean join in, but he supposed it could have its upsides.
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