《ONESHOTS》Mr. Bible
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"Sssshhhhhhhhhhhh" - Jeff
I was startled by him, as the harness belt I was wearing all over my torso was being pulled in the dark.
In a blink of an eye, we were enveloped by the darkest part of the backstage.
I was on my back against his chest, I can feel the velvety fabric of his suit and ragged breath that brushed up my ears.
"What are you up to?" - Bible
"Bible.... " - Jeff
The way he slurs my name intentionally as if giving me signals of his want and need to be in a tight space with me.
His hand slithered to my abdomen pressing my body against him. I can feel the hotness, the warmth of his palm that shocks my skin leaving goosebumps all over my body everywhere it touches.
"I ... I am on cue next .. Jef... Nggghhh... " - Bible
He began to palm my front making it instantly harden at its slightest touch as I moaned softly with the pressure he gives.
"Bi...bleee..." - Jeff
I can feel the hardness of his on my back, as he gropes my waist on his other hand grinding his hard-on to me.
Eventually, his hand landed on my mouth it covered my soft whimpers as he continued to assault me, palming me until I can't bear it no more.
"Please not he.. rree... Uughhh... Jeff... " - Bible
I gasp as his hand made its way inside my leather pants.
"Quiet Bible ...you don't want them to hear you mmmmmm? "- Jeff
I nodded, and as he looked pleased I hold back my moans, tears already started to form on the sides of my eyes. As he teases my bulging cock thumbing the slit, pressuring it as precum ooze out.
I lick his hand that covered my mouth, unable to moan even groan in the slightest, I gave my attention to his dainty fingers licking it.
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"Mmmmm... Bad boy... You're enjoying this. " - Jeff
He whispered in my ears I could've sworn I would have cum with just his deep voice alone if not for his fingers that played and stroked my cock until it was sensitive enough for his touch.
"I... Jeff...." - Bible
"I know ... Bibs ... I know..." - Jeff
He made me face him, and I see his dark orbs clouded with lust and need. His lips on a smirk as if taunting me to continue as his finger was still on my mouth playing with my tongue.
When he fumbles through his pants I hear him undoing his belt, till I felt a touch of his hot and hard cock nudging mine.
"Do you feel me now?"- Jeff
I can only gulp, at the voice that whispered like the devil making an irrevocable deal, the sexy purr he made me hear whilst he was stroking both of us in his hands.
He bucked his hips thrusting to it and the friction made my legs weak, making my hand leaning on the wall behind us for support.
"Kiss me ... " - Jeff
He said, inviting, seductive in a low moan he beckoned me. I was at his mercy all the more I would beg to be in one.
"Jeff...." - Bible
"Ssssshhhhhhhhhh Kiss me now..." -Jeff
His other hand reached for my nape as it pressed me against him, tasting his tongue like the everlasting fruit of life, so sweet so tempting so sinful. How his tongue rolled and fought its way to mine enveloping me into the abyss.
He makes me go crazy, sending shivers down my spine.
"Nnghhhhhh... " - Bible
I was down good so good it was so bad I can't stop. His thrust quickened as he groaned in between our kisses silently, leaning his head on the crook of my neck, he licked almost biting it as I feel his teeth graze on it but pulled it back. He knew I would be wearing nothing but this harness.
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So he went and licked my ear sucking them softly.
"Bibbbbsssss ... I'm gonna fuck you later..." - Jeff
He knew the words to turn me on it got me cumming real quick in seconds as I unloaded all of it on his hand. His other hand went and squeezed my side as he thrust slowly and forcefully nudging my stomach as well making me bite back a groan, I'd been holding for too long.
"Je...fff....nnngg...." - Bible
He leaned on my shoulder as I was leaning on his as well my palms still pressed on the wall for support. What would I ever do without the damn wall?
Heaving chests and panting breaths. As he wipe us both with his undershirt, making sure I was the way before he pulled me into the dark.
He gave me one last peck on my lips before snickering.
"See you later Mr. Bible..." - Jeff
And that he was gone disappearing backstage. I was left flustered for a few seconds I let my heart die down beating so hard then went out of the dark to get ready for my cue.
"Hey, Bible you're red you okay?"- Apo
"Ye..ahh I... I'm good just a little nervous that's all hahaha" - Bible
Then I turned around and stared at the exit where Jeff had been.
"Damn it..." - Bible
But my face was smiling, grinning unable to contain my expression I covered it with my hand. As his last words echoed in my mind.
"See you later, Mr. Bible"
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