[ it really is something, seeing connor on his knees before him, telling him that he wants to suck his dick -- there is everything strange and new and wonderful about it, and hank, well, he's learning to pretty much go with the flow where things like these are concerned.
he cares about connor; hell, he cares one hell of a lot more than he lets on, and he accepts this. he likes this, wires and interfaces and all, and if that makes him a freak, then so be it, what else does he have to lose? human, android, in the end is one really better than the other? he reaches down, unable to tear his eyes away from that flawless face, that little lock of hair that always seems out of place, the smallest smattering of freckles, and hank finally shifts, something unlocking inside him, dark and primal and long buried.
gods, how long he's buried this, how long he's resisted his own base impulses, and now, this beautiful young thing is looking up at him with ageless eyes, begging for cock.
he grasps himself, and leans forward, rubbing the head of his cock against his lips, smearing pre-cum over them. ]
Open up.
[ he orders, rough and unrelenting -- and when connor opens up, hank will slide his thick, long, dripping cock into that mouth, his girth and length just about stretching him out. what is it going to be like, fucking connor's mouth, seeing every flicker of sensation and realisation flickering in those eyes? what's it going to be like when he teaches this virgin how to fuck? ]
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he cares about connor; hell, he cares one hell of a lot more than he lets on, and he accepts this. he likes this, wires and interfaces and all, and if that makes him a freak, then so be it, what else does he have to lose? human, android, in the end is one really better than the other? he reaches down, unable to tear his eyes away from that flawless face, that little lock of hair that always seems out of place, the smallest smattering of freckles, and hank finally shifts, something unlocking inside him, dark and primal and long buried.
gods, how long he's buried this, how long he's resisted his own base impulses, and now, this beautiful young thing is looking up at him with ageless eyes, begging for cock.
he grasps himself, and leans forward, rubbing the head of his cock against his lips, smearing pre-cum over them. ]
Open up.
[ he orders, rough and unrelenting -- and when connor opens up, hank will slide his thick, long, dripping cock into that mouth, his girth and length just about stretching him out. what is it going to be like, fucking connor's mouth, seeing every flicker of sensation and realisation flickering in those eyes? what's it going to be like when he teaches this virgin how to fuck? ]