Rocking

Erotic short. A captain and his sailor engage in some birthday sex.

700w, cis M/trans M, rated E. Slow, drawn-out sex, teasing, PIV, lots of decadence and indulgence here. Samuel Coates and Tom Warren, again!

It’s late at night, and there’s something decadent about this experience, something luxurious about it. Tom almost feels as if he’s paying top dollar in the fanciest of molly houses at port, there’s so much sweetness and comfort to this — a recent passenger of theirs, some lord of some fuck, had given him a quilted blanket as a gift, and it’s soft and pillowy and warm underneath them both as Tom lies back on the bed, head on the pillows.

Coates is on top of him, stripped of his clothes and with another blanket wrapped loosely around his shoulders, and he’s sat on Tom’s cock with Tom sunk all the way inside him; lovely hands are resting on Tom’s chest, his eyes closed, and he’s not even thrusting down so much as he’s rocking in place.

Tom doesn’t even know that Coates is rocking — the sea is rocking them as surely as if they’re in a cradle, an even back and forth, and Coates’ cunt is slick and warm and sweet around him, his lovely little cock occasionally catching against Tom’s belly when he rocks closer. Every time this happens, the most beautiful sigh slips out from between his lips, his eyes fluttering.

There’s a bit of peach fuzz on his cheeks, his upper lip — a lot of the lads have been teasing him recently for his not being able to grow a…