Alex slammed the sketchpad down on the kitchen table. Panel four needs his cock balls-deep in that ass, no holding back. Make it drip. Jordan grinned, pencil already moving, shading thick veins along the drawn shaft. Theyd been at this for three hours straight, turning their gay smut comic into pure filth. Every page showed two guys fucking like animals, and the more they drew, the harder both of them got.
Jordan adjusted his own bulge. Fuck, look at this spread. Hes got that hole stretched wide, cum leaking already. You want the next page to show him begging for more?
Damn right, Alex said. He leaned over Jordans shoulder, breath hot on his neck. Draw him grabbing those cheeks and spreading them. Show the tongue going in deep. His hand dropped and squeezed Jordans thigh, fingers sliding higher until they pressed against the hard line in his jeans. Jordan didnt stop drawing, but his hips pushed forward into the touch.
They kept working, but the lines between the comic and real life blurred fast. Alex unzipped Jordans pants and hauled out his thick cock, stroking it slow and rough while Jordan shaded another panel. Precum beaded at the tip and Alex smeared it down the shaft. Keep drawing. Make the guy in the comic moan just like youre about to.
Jordans pencil shook when Alex dropped to his knees and swallowed him whole. Wet heat surrounded his cock, tongue working the underside while Alex sucked hard. Jordan managed one more line on the page, a fat load splashing across drawn abs, before he groaned and thrust deeper into Alexs throat. Alex took it, gagging wetly, spit running down his chin.
Get up here, Jordan growled after a minute. He yanked Alex to his feet, spun him around, and bent him over the table. The sketchpad slid under Alexs chest. Jordan ripped Alexs jeans down and spat on his hole, rubbing the slick mess in with two fingers. This is going in the comic too. Tight little hole getting wrecked.
He lined up and shoved his cock straight in. Alex swore loud, pushing back to take every inch. Jordan fucked him raw and fast, hips slapping, the table legs scraping the floor. Every thrust made Alexs cock drag across the open comic pages, smearing precum over the inked bodies. Jordan reached around and jerked him off in time with his pounding.
Tell me what the next page shows, Jordan demanded, voice ragged.
Guy on his back, legs up, taking it balls-deep while he shoots all over his own face, Alex gasped. Then the top pulls out and paints his hole white.
Jordan slammed in harder. Fuck yes. Gonna do that to you right now. He pulled out, flipped Alex onto his back on the table, and shoved back inside. Alexs legs went over Jordans shoulders. The angle let Jordan drive straight at his prostate. Alexs cock bounced against his stomach, leaking steadily.
Jordan fucked him until the only sounds were skin on skin and filthy wet noises. When Alex started to come, Jordan pulled out just long enough to watch the first ropes hit Alexs chest and face, then slammed back in and unloaded deep. Thick cum flooded Alexs hole, some leaking out around Jordans cock as he kept thrusting through it.
They stayed locked together, breathing hard, cum and sweat mixing on the table. Jordan grabbed the pencil again with a shaky hand and added one final panel beside Alexs spent body: two guys collapsed over their own dirty comic, still connected, still dripping.
Alex laughed low and dirty. Were putting that one in the next issue. Jordan just grinned and started stroking again, already hard inside him. The comic could wait another round.
