#nated

no lineart no lineart no lineart! still working it out

This bio is subject to change because I am thinking I should probably replay the saga (?) probably, but since iti s not going to happen anytime soon...

Simple guide here: https://smartafricaguide.com/what-is-nated/

Returning from his own little quest, Nathan dropped down from the window in a rather uncomfortable outfit: clad in full black leather that left nothing to the imagination, including that easy to see uncut shape on his groin. He tried for over five minutes before giving up and showing a groan of discontent. How did he manage to get in it was a bigger mystery than the relic he had left on the table, because he couldn't even get out of it now. @bornbiagain

With a bubble bath's sweet scent hitting his nose, Nate guided Laurie through their apartment, eyes covered and hands carefully pulled as soft pecks were stole from those sweet soft lips of his. And once the bathroom was met by their two bodies, he set his arms around his waist, "be good and don't take the blindfold off, would you?" He asked in a soft whisper, kissing his cheek and then temple as hands released him to start working on removing his clothes, releasing him fom his shirt with care and his sweet damn time furthering the slowness by making Laurie it feel even slower. When the fabric left his arms he brushed his arms up to cup his neck and steal a kiss. "What am I going to find under these trousers, Amor?" He softly whispered capturing his upper lip in soft kisses to sooth him further letting his senses catch up on the heat and the smell.

Nate stared at the curve of Lance’s ass laying down over the hammock. Sunbathing by the beach house was, definitely, the best choice they ever made. At least in Nathan’s mind, whose whole thought process was put on that tight and stretched thong-like bikini that covered up his partners ass. IT was undeniable that he was liking it, at first, hard to ignore, his whole body had been reacting in a way that would’ve been too obvious if passerby people was to look at the tent forming in his speedoes, or at the fact that his own cock had slid out long ago through the side of his fabric,l tired of the pressure felt and the pain that it gave him. Biting his tongue, and eventually giving up, Nate stood up to uproach that other , his cock’s head first brushing by the thin fabric that covered his pussy before setting it aside and running it up through to feel his other entrance. “I can’t pick, should I pick? Do you want me to pick?”

Leaving the bed with a quick pull of the sheets, Nate stepped out without bothering to cover, the presence of the other’s deep sleep didn’t change his habits one bit at the moment. After all, he had managed to make him sleep deeply from the first time they had shared it. With a slow path yet, so to not risk waking them up after leaving, he pulled from the box underneath the bed and left the door opened as he sat by the living room table to open up the casket and work on cleaning his second favorite gun.