Why are you still here?
So I'mma start putting "tr." at the beginning of a chapter with either a) a lot of French or b) complicated phrases - it means the translations are at the end of the paragraph, in the comments.
mercules_hulligan - have fun.
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About ten minutes later, Thomas heard the doorbell go then his phone.
Papa Penny, Call Me Slut, Then Make Me Suck Your Big Fat Cock: That was me. I can come in?
ItsTJ: Please
Once Penny let himself in, he closed the door behind him, looking around cautiously. He wasn't sure where exactly Thomas' room was, but he followed his instincts, making his way up the stairs. He guessed it was the first room he saw, with a gigantic "T" on it in magenta. The door was ajar. He peered in and, indeed, there Thomas was, in the same position, but with his hands covering his blatantly red face. Penny looked down and smiled then walked in, as quietly as he could.
"Bonjour," he greeted, Thomas immediately looking up at him, his eyes widened slightly as Penny pushed the door, not completely closed, but almost. He couldn't believe this. Penny was actually in his room with him. He'd imagined it once or twice or three times or four, but now it was happening for real? Well SHIT!
He couldn't even answer, just stared at him. Penny didn't hesitate, already undoing his belt although not removing it completely. He seemed like he was already hard himself.
Horny bastard.
He went to Thomas' side, Thomas looking up at him.
"Alors," he began, kissing Thomas on the lips, pulling away before Thomas could kiss back. He climbed on top of him, "what do you want me to do?" He wondered. Thomas looked down then up,
"W-hatever... do whatever..." he said, Penny paused and nodded, kissing Thomas again, this time letting him kiss back while he pushed him down onto his back. Thomas obliged and let Penny take him over, throwing his hands round the back of his neck. Not far in, they were kissing passionately. Penny was a rough kisser, a little messy, but Thomas loved it. Definitely a French boy.
At one point the taller pulled away, both men panting like dogs. Penny assisted Thomas in removing his shirt, then began kissing him, starting at his jawline, trailing kisses all the way down his top half. He eventually reached the waist of his joggers, but before he did anything more, he returned to Thomas' neck, leaving a sharp hickie in exactly the same place as the previous. Thomas arched his back a little, whining at the slight stinging sensation he received. Penny then gently kissed the bruise before repeating his kissing pattern.
On reaching his waist again, Penny paused. He held onto Thomas' waist then mouthed at his boner teasingly. Thomas whined again, Penny really enjoyed teasing him. But he eventually stopped, slipping his fingers under the waistband of Thomas' sweatpants, tugging at them. Thomas put his knees up and lifted his hips off the bed slightly to ease Penny's process. After getting his pants off, Penny just stared at the bulge which rose from Thomas' briefs. He looked big. Penny felt the urge to squeeze at it, so did so, Thomas whimpering like a puppy and squirming a bit.
