He pulled down Cody’s jeans to his ankles. He started to suck Cody’s cock through his undies, nibbling and biting gently. Cody arched his back, pressing his hands into the sofa. Luigi pulled down the other man’s trunks and took his cock into his mouth. It smelled of Cody, of stale piss and dried apricots, of precum and sex and pleasure.
Luigi sat back onto his haunches, and took the smallest butt plug in the ‘starter kit’ out of its holder. He lubed it up thoroughly with the new superlube.
“All right, as soon as this hurts, give us a hoy and we’ll stop.”
He pressed the tip of the plug against Cody’s ring, their eyes locked. He pushed the plug just a centimetre into the other man’s body. He felt Cody tense up, his ring and his body, but left the plug where it was and took Cody’s cock into his mouth. He tongued the other man’s cock and began to move his head up and down, his hand still holding the plug. He took the plug out and added more lube and with one hand slipped it again into Cody’s arse, his mouth still warm and keen on Cody’s cock. The plug went deeper this time, but still not past the bulge. Keeping his head moving up and down, Luigi began a rhythmic thrust with the plug, in time with his head movements, pushing it in a fraction deeper with each thrust. Cody groaned incoherently. Luigi felt no tightening, just Cody’s need to climax. Cody was close. Now! he thought.
“I’m cumming,” gasped Cody, “Oh God, it’s so good, don’t stop.”
As Cody orgasmed, Luigi pushed the plug deep into him, till its base was pressed against Cody’s body. His mouth filled with Cody’s jizz. Remembering that they hadn’t heard the results of Cody’s HIV test yet, he spat the stuff out and wiped his mouth on Cody’s trunks.
To take away the awkwardness of the moment, he said, “You’re going through undies at a great rate of knots, mate.”