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"Newly commissioned?" he asked. "Merely off off duty from your initial summer campaign?".
"Oh yes," the lad claimed, shyly transforming those blue eyes in the blushing reasonable cheeks his means. "I was provided my payment however 3 months earlier. Are ... are you a policeman as well?".

Dar laughed. "Yes my dear," he shared with that said grin that hid in the edge of his mouth guaranteeing you rare pleasure if you would permit him ride you. "I am an officer as well, just like you.".
The lad chuckled then and said, "you are not an infant Helpmate. Are you not a ... a Captain?".
"No my dear," Dar said. "I am a Commander.".

"Oh you are so youthful for a Leader!" the boy said in surprise. "You ... you need to be good if you are a Leader so youthful." His blue eyes raised to Dar's gray eyes with a shy admiration in them. Dar's desperate cock stirred in his breeches but he only smiled and transformed the subject with some inquiry regarding the set-out in the lad's troop. He appreciated hearing the boy's reluctant account of exactly what he quickly realized was the troop of a good collection of policemans in itself. The lad went on a little about his Captain, for whom he had actually acquired that sort of squashing adoration which child Helpmates will go and have on you if you permit them, although be reasonable, the man seemed like a supreme policeman of the kind Vaie looked out for to pinch off the other troops and count on in his very own command. After a while, he shared in a curiously afraid voice: "My dear, if ... if I take an area for you, will you come?" The blush went instantly hot up in his own ch
eek to his nuisance. He had actually consistently blushed simple. He muttered, "it will simply be for an evening, you comprehend.".

The lad considered his patchily blushing lean face, the extreme hungry yearning in his hard grey eyes, the slim mouth that had actually become unexpectedly soft in the hopes of a kiss. Dar Vaie slid an hand under the table and gripped it over the boy's knee, in the huge muscular tissues of the leg under the table. The lad provided a gasp and his leg opened out under the services managed tension of Dar's thin scarred fingers as if to invite Dar's hand ahead on up.
"Yes," he shared. "I will certainly come.".

Vaie was on him before the door was scarcely shut, dragging his t-shirt out his breeches, grasping strong fingers on the lad's muscular vast chest. He pressed his mouth to the rear of the lad's neck, kissing it, clutching with one practical the still soft muscular tissues that the lad had begun experiencing in his three months with the armed force. The scarred fingers of his various other hand went caressing approximately the lad's nipple which he pinched gently, feeling it harden to his touch.

The lad was moaning with arousal, softening back in Dar's strong arms, against his tough breast, powerless with wish now in his qualified hands. Dar was pulling the clasp of his sword-belt-- he was novice enough that he would enable someone-else to take his weapons off him, Dar held the tools and belt in one hand, shovelling the boy forward on stumbling feet, moving the buttons of his breeches. Considerately he slung the lad's weaponry over the footboard of the bed, he drew the fastening from his own belt while he pushed the boy adverse the bed and slung his weaponry over the boy's; the falchions and stilettos were all entangled, if anyone sprang in to strike them they would certainly be pressed to recognize whose was which saber when they visited the protection but Dar was beyond loving that.

Damnation, the boy was transforming, he was going to have to hinge on his arms and search in his charming face. Dar could not birth to push this butter blonde sweetie concerning and make him take his favor without a kiss, the boy had actually compromised enough to give Dar Vaie this for wonderful Hell's purpose. Angels of Heaven, that big physical body counting on take him in the soft muscled arms. He dragged his very own breeches reversed and fished a condom fast out of his wallet. To his embarrassment his fumbling fingers drew five or 6 of them toppling over the floor-- but the boy understood he was a slut and he had not also looked to see just what it was Dar had actually fallen. His arms were coming up around Dar, his head lifting, his soft red mouth pouting up. Dar offered a type of moan and came under his kiss.

As long, so wonderful, so tender, that very first kiss with Hanya Lein-- before he even understood his name. The lad was holding his lean tough body gently, his lips pressing gently, warmly to the slim firm mouth of the commander. Dar felt himself melting into that tender welcome of mouths, his lips parted, he moved his tongue, the lad's mouth opened up so willingly, he pushed his tongue deep into the warmth of the kiss, caressing and pushing, caressing and pushing.

A big hand had actually come brushing down his long back and had gripped on his hard-muscled buttock. Dar groaned and groaned in the kiss, drew away, driven to distraction by the squeezing of fingers on his butt. There was a little voice in his head attempting to advise him: Vaie, you are going in too deep! You will certainly lose your head-- if you are blessed, however he did not give a copper coin's affliction. The urgent requirement was driving up through him, driving the blood from his brain to his loins. With trembling fingers he took his rigid tough cock and deftly he spread out the condom onto it.

The boy was still touching his whipcord tough lean body with one huge mild hand and squeezing his buttock with the other. He lay with his broad physical body soft and unwinded back in submission, simply half undressed over the bed, his vast eyes lifted to Dar's piercing famished gaze.
Dar wrapped one lean long arm around his back. Via the thin cotton of their tee shirts, the boy felt the challenging toughness of his battle-hardened arm muscles and quivered in stimulation, his hands trembled on Dar's body. Dar had located some bowl of lubricating substance by the bedside and smeared some on one finger, he pressed it carefully concerning the sensitive rim of the boy's hole and saw his head go back with a moan, his wide shoulders loosen up down.

His hips spread in the breeches simply pulled down to the leadings of his knee higher boots. Dar knew he ought of courtesy to provide the boy a little more cheerful pleasure yet he can not keep out of him much longer, his desire was a yearning requirement, a tempting driving force, he lifted his turgid rock-hard cock and moved in to the lad with a solid long drive.

Oh! the boy groaned and clutched him close, his large hips raised towards that propelling cock and Dar's lean hips. Dar was staring intently at the head tipped back while he thrust with accelerating force into the soft muscular body laid wide open and going to him, he was groaning with longing then sweet Heaven, the lad's head came up, there were the large blue eyes under the so carefully cropped blonde hair, Dar offered a wheeze and pushed his mouth to the cozy pleasant mouth, propelling his burgeoning cock, propelling into the boy's open body, the boy was gripping him and lifting up to his propelling cock, groaning in their kiss.

Dar was groaning in to that pleasant kiss, promptly, rapidly he was cumming in a flood of exhilarated interest, he could possibly really feel the boy shaking with his very own climax, the boy's sperm was spurting in tacky jerks in between their stomachs, into their t-shirts. Dar sobbed out, snagged his visit the side away from the lad's eyes, pressed his head hard in to the boy's neck and lay still with his head pressed into the lad's muscle neck, his grey eyes shut while the boy lay gazing with that broad blue limpid look up at the ceiling over.