OOM: For Sinric

[capture_eternity]

Dorian's room is of late, late Victorian opulence bordering on Art Nouveau, and encompasses in its small space a little bit of everything that a gentleman of leisure might keep in his home.

The walls are papered in deep jewel-toned hues and covered with paintings -- portraits from all times of history, but no landscapes or still lives -- there is a small writing desk, a book-case filled with books bound in linen, silk, or leather, two chaise-longues arranged around a small table that, at this moment, only holds a potted orchid but has enough room for drinks, even a small repast, and a rococo bed in the corner, head and foot curved gently as if to encompass those that will rest, or play, upon it. There is a fire in the fireplace, a view of the snow-covered greenhouse behind the rich, purple drapes on the window, and chandeliers to light the room.

Dorian holds the door open for Sinric with his free hand, and bows. "Welcome to my home away from home, sweet Sinric!"

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[thewidewideworld]

Small as a boy's and neatly circumcised, Sinric's little prick thickes slowly, spreading his legs to offer himself up.

[capture_eternity]

Dorian rubs between Sinric's legs, caressing the entire length of the pricklet thickening underneath the scar tissue

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric moans sweetly, turning his face away a little as he bites his lip. No matter how often he is touched like this, it is always strange, always new and overwhelming.

[capture_eternity]

Dorian suckles on Sinric's breast while stroking between his legs, loving to elicit all these reactions from the lovely eunuch.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric's world is focused down the sensation, warmth and pleasure. He strokes Dorian's back, every breath a sweet whimper as his hips begin to move to the rhythm of Dorian's touch.

[capture_eternity]

"May I touch it with my mouth?" Dorian asks, a bit breathless himself.

[thewidewideworld]

"I would be honoured." Sinric whimpers, "Please, I... I would like that very much."

[capture_eternity]

Dorian starts kissing his way down Sinric's chest and belly.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric arches back, carding his hands softly through Dorian's hair. "I should be doing this for you. I should be bringing you... Oh, yes!"

[capture_eternity]

"Yes, like that," Dorian says, "This is exactly what should be happening."

He takes the tip of Sinric's pricklet between his lips.

[thewidewideworld]

This sensation never grows less strange, less powerful. And Dorian's mouth is hot and smooth and so wonderfully welcoming. "Dorian, I- oh please?" His fingers carding restlessly through Dorian's hair, afraid to still for fear of pulling.

[capture_eternity]

"Yes?" Dorian says, looking up at him.

Then, he licks over the little snail, and suckles it more strongly.

[thewidewideworld]

He is fully hard now, his tiny prick vibrating with need. "I... I am near." he pants, shocked by this giving how long it usually takes to bring him even to this point. "Will you- touch me, please?"

[capture_eternity]

"Wherever you like," Dorian says, pushing up a hand to Sinric's breasts again.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric cries out sweetly. His hands in Dorian's hair guide him back to his straining little cock in an unconscious gesture of need. He's close, closer than he would have expected so soon and now that he's so near, it hurts to stop.

[capture_eternity]

Dorian chuckles, and takes it in his mouth again, suckling down hard.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric can feel the wave forming in him but it still shocks him when it breaks, overwhelming him utterly.

He spills into Dorian's mouth with a ragged cry, almost bend double around Dorian as he does.

[capture_eternity]

Dorian holds him as he writhes and doubles over, sucking through Sinric's orgasm to the very last moment.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric falls back, gasping like a landed fish, his pale body flushed. "Forgive me, I-"

[capture_eternity]

"You are very lovely in your pleasure," Dorian breathes, "and taste like nothing else on earth, neither man nor woman. I could keep doing this."

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric laughs breathlessly, reaching to draw Dorian into a kiss. "Until I came here, I never knew I could have such a peak. It is a source of wonder to find people so willing to bring me to it."

[capture_eternity]

"I wonder why not more are queueing up for it," Dorian says. "It is a very lovely experience to give this to you."

He very willingly comes up for kisses, still tasting of Sinric's release.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric melts into the kiss, tasting the strangeness of himself on Dorian's tongue. "There are few enough who desire such a thing from me and few who show the time and care it takes. I am very rarely so quick to peak and I can't thank you enough for such kindness."

He runs a gently hand down Dorian's chest. "I hope you will permit me to return the pleasure somehow?"

[capture_eternity]

"What would you like?" Dorian says. "I'm all yours, and eminently open to your skills and inventiveness."

[thewidewideworld]

"If you are in no great hurry, I would very much like to learn your body." He gently pushed Dorian on to his back, kissing slowly across his cheek to nuzzle the whorls of his ear. "And your pleasures."