Kurt Soul

"I did not...but from the little that I know..." He chuckled and then leaned back to grab his cock. "But enough about that. You need to fuck me remember?"

Kurt laughed. "Yes, I do remember, but did you forget you said you wanted to ride me?" He asked him with a laugh. Milo was so funny sometimes.

Kurt knew what he was trying to do, but he didn't fall for it. "Yeah, I would. I draw satisfaction by making others feel good. I feed off your energy, but I promise you I'm not a siren." And he only said that because he knew how that made him sound.

Milo laughed. "Of course you aren't. You don't smell like one." And he had met a few. "But if you didn't, I would have believed that you were one."

"You met a few?" Not that was surprising or impressive, but stories said that if you had sex with a siren you often were dead or didn't remember it. "Did you have sex with them?"

Lyndon laughed and looked at himself before he looked at Kurt. "All of that for you yes, now come to play with what's yours!" Lyndon told him.

Kurt just chuckled and put his knees on the bed. He took hold of Lynd's legs and pushed them upward so he could see his hole more clearer. "Damn..." He said under his breath and dove down to swipe at his hole and around it.

Lyndon rolled his eyes, but he did raise his legs "If you don't think 8 inches is big, then I don't want to know what you consider big." Lyndon said.

"Oh it is big, just not that big." He said, but he easily lost focus on his cock when he saw Lyndon's hole. There were hints of ginger hair just like there were all over Lyndon's body. On his torso...pubic hair. "Wow...all of this for me?"

"Interesting." Milo said and put his hands above Kurt's. "So if I wanted to fuck you right now despite of what we talked about, you would just...do it?"

Kurt knew what he was trying to do, but he didn't fall for it. "Yeah, I would. I draw satisfaction by making others feel good. I feed off your energy, but I promise you I'm not a siren." And he only said that because he knew how that made him sound.

Lyndon laughed. "Of course I do. I don't mind a big dick, but it doesn;t mean I want all that pain." The banshee told him.

Kurt laughed. "I'm not that big. It is just eight inches." Kurt said as he stroke himself. "But you are right, prep is sexy, so put those legs up gingerman. I have a ginger ass to eat." He licked his lips.

"Interesting." He said and moved to roll on top of him before he straddled his hips. "So you don't get upset if you don't do what you would like?"

Kurt put his hands behind the back of his head. "Not at all because what I prefer ends up being what the other person chooses." Kurt told him.

"You did love riding me last time." Milo straddled his hips right way. "Just out of curiosity. Are you more of a bottom or a top?" Milo asked him.

Kurt nodded with a big smile. "You are a good dick to ride." He grabbed his cock and flopped it around. "I'm whatever my partner wants me to be."

Milo was surprise by this. Not that he minded choice, but h thought Kurt would just go for it and take him. "Alright then. Come here and I'll ride you."

Kurt laughed and jumped on the bed. "You just said my favorite words. I love a good ride." Whether he was the on giving it or being the one being given to.

"Of course not, not right now anyway." Lyndon put his hands behind his head. He took his time keep admiring him. He really was so hot. "All I want right now is for you to be inside me and fuck me senseless." He told him.

Kurt licked his lips as he watched Lyndon displayed that way. "Wow, you want me to go on dry? You don't want me to rim you and prep? I'm not exactly small."

Milo realized why he said, so he let him go and took a deep breath. "I think you should fuck me. I'm sure your cock is aching for it." He said.

"Oh it is." Kurt said and pulled back. "How about you choose the position? How do you want it?" He asked as he stroke himself.

"Doesn't the phrase goes that there may always be something better out there?" He chuckled as he started to take off his pants. However, Kurt made a point. That body...it was clear hat despite of being a supernatural - yes he knew right away - he had worked on his body. The lines that designed and shaped his torso was a feast to the eyes...and to his dick. It all went with the nice smile he had.

Kurt's body was not the only one that seemed to be transformed. Lyndon obviously worked more on his body. His skin was still as white as paper, but those lines of muscles were more defined, more yummy. It really went along with his ginger hair...and even body hair, which was something new to the Lyndon he knew. "Do you want me to find something better out there?"

Milo was becoming a moaning mess, getting louder as the time passed. He had forgotten how good this felt since he was mostly a top, dominant top. "Not enough yet?"

Kurt pulled back, but not by much since the other had him glued to his ass. "Shouldn't that be my question to you?" He asked as he licked at the rim.

"What? You don't want me to?" He laughed before being dropped which only increased his laughter. The bounce was just too funny. "Careful now, don't break the bed."

"Of course I do. How I can I give this up?" He asked as he started to strip. Once naked he spread his arms to him. "How can you give this up?"

"Are you now?" Lyndon chuckled. He found that a little hard to believe. "We will save the flip for the next time because today I want you to fuck me all the way until Sunday."

"I am. You asked for dominant and dominant you will get." And if he was hones, he was looking forward to Lyndon being a top. "Glad you are already setting us up for date number two." He said and dropped him on the bed.