THARNTYPE ONE SHOTS

Episode 7 Part II: I'm already yours

His right hand slid down Type's flanks and then down to the back of his legs. They then came up his inner thigh to fondle his balls. Pulling and kneading them and making Type's hand loosen around his own cock. Type's eyes closed and his neck arched. His lips parted on a moan and it started getting hard for him to breathe. Panting breaths left his parted lips as Tharn continue to caress his balls gently. 

Tharn's other hand caressed his thighs, his hips, twisted his nipples and drove him insane while his other hand kept exciting him until Type's cock was so swollen and sensitive that he felt a strong breeze could make him detonate. 

"Tharn...please..." Type groaned out loud. His hips moved against his will against Tharn silently begging. 

Tharn took this change and rolled them again so Type was on his back. He nibbled down Type's sun-kissed chest and down his toned abs. He ignored his erect cock and nibbled his way down his hip and down his thigh. Intermittently, he would suck in skin as if he could taste the sun on Type's tanned skin. 

Type looked down at Tharn's dark head as it traveled down one leg until kissing his feet and then coming up the other side. His hand went to grip his own cock in desperation. 

Tharn's head snapped up and slapped Type's hand away. He got up on his knees and looked down at Type with fire in his eyes. Type's body tingled where Tharn looked at him as if the tips of his fingers were touching him. Type stared at Tharn's crotch as Tharn hooked his fingers in his underwear and slowly slid them down. Type's mouth watered and his hand went as if against his will to grip Tharn's cock. 

"Ah..hmmm..."Tharn moaned incoherently with his eyes closed. He gripped Type's hand and helped him stroke him. In twisting motions their hands stroked Tharn's cock until pre-cum steadily dripped down onto their hands. 

Tharn gripped the back of Type's thighs and lifted them up and out to spread them as much as possible. Type felt his legs burn as Tharn held him open. Tharn's head dipped lock and licked up Type's shaft one time. His lips then moved back down his cock and nibbled their way down to Type's balls. Tharn inserted one and then both in his mouth. He sucked on them and this time he didn't stop Type when he started stroking himself. 

Tharn took advantage of Type's distraction and plunged in two fingers. Type's hips shot off the bed. He kept his legs spread even without Tharn's hands there to hold them. His feet planted on the bed as he pressed his ass down on Tharn's fingers. 

Tharn hooked his fingers inside hitting Type's prostate and Type's continuous moans began to fill the room. "Tharn...ahh...right there...again!" Type instructed Tharn desperately. 

Type's panting breaths whispered over Tharn's skin as he pressed his cock against Type's hole. Tharn's eyes tightly closed as his swollen head was swallowed by Type's hole. Type's channel squeezed him painfully as he slowly slid inside. The tingles from his cock spread down to his balls, thighs and toes. Type's fingernails bit into Tharn's shoulder as he urged him to quickly get inside. 

"Tharn...Tharnnnnnn" Type chanted as his hands rubbed up and down Tharn's muscled back and his legs wrapped around his waist once again. Tharn picked up Type's right leg and pressed it back onto his shoulder to spread him wider. He then slid out slowly and plunged back inside quickly. 

His cock punched inside hitting Type's pleasure points. Tharn snapped his hips forward and then slid out slowly only to thrust back inside harder and harder. Ever thrust inside elicited a moan out of Type, whose eyes were permanently closed and seeing stars. 

"Type...so tight...so good" Tharn praised next to Type's ears. He bit his ear lobe as he started to thrust faster and faster. His cock flashed in and out of Type's channel with Type's cock pressed tightly against his stomach. Tharn adjusted Type's hips to have better access and now with each thrust he hit Type's prostate making Type lose his breath.

"Ahhh...ah..right fucking there...fuck!" Type yelled uninhibited. His hips thrust up against Tharn even as restricted as he was. His cock was untouched but it didn't matter because heaven was right within his grasp. Tharn pistoned inside one, twice and they both came wetly. Their breaths hissed out as Tharn pulled out and cum spilled out of Type's hole.

"Fuck..." Type cursed as he flopped down on the bed exhausted. "You're gonna kill me one day."

Tharn chuckled as he laid down next to Type. He turned on his side to look at Type's profile. Sweat rolled down his forehead and his chest moved up and down with his breaths. Type gave him the side eye as if telling him to control himself. 

Tharn chuckled again. Then he suddenly pouted. "Are you sure you're not coming home with me?" 

Type frowned and turned to give his back to Tharn. This didn't dissuade Tharn and he spooned Type. Their bodies pressed tightly together he nibbled his way across Type's back. 

"Hmm..." Type shrugged him off. Tharn felt hurt but he was still grateful to have Type in his arms. This was truly a miracle to him. It may take Type a while to come home with him, but Tharn just had to be patient. 

"Next time, then" Tharn whispered. Type's silence after his words were like a stab to the chest, but Tharn just held onto him stubbornly. Type's soft body pressed against him was all the reassurance he needed, for now.