[ Raylan was absolutely correct in his assumption. Tim had fantasized, often, of getting down on his knees and sucking his partner's dick, but he hadn't dared allowed himself to even imagine that Raylan would return the favor. Oh there was enough whispering around the water cooler that Tim knew the older marshal had a bit of a reputation for going above and beyond the call at pleasing his lady friends with oral, but it could get so messy when it was man on man.
The bullshit dominance thing, not gay to get sucked but gay to suck perspective that Tim was painfully aware ran through the hillbilly crowd. It was just easier to imagine his own lips split wide around Raylan's cock, quite a bit like how it had been around Istak's that one night.
But not only was Raylan down there, nosing around and touching with generous attentiveness, he was speaking those rich and throaty words. Just being told such things caused Tim's dick to jump a little behind taut cloth as the younger man whined deep in his throat and struggled now to push his hips upwards in a begging motion. ]
Christ, Raylan. The mouth on youuuuhooo, OH! [ He barely got the words out before that hot mouth was on him and Tim cried out a stuttered noise that could have been Raylan's name, or just the garbled sound of his brain short circuiting. His fingers twisted in dark hair -sorry partner- as the sniper simultaneously struggled with the need to thrust up, and being polite about the situation.
Raylan was still going to earn himself a couple beads of salty pre-cum, Tim couldn't stop his body's very positive response to being half swallowed. They said sex had a strong mental component, and it was true that the fact that Raylan Given's was down between his legs, swallowing him down had a lot to do with Tim's response. But those old lessons from collage should not be discounted! ]
cw: homophobia
The bullshit dominance thing, not gay to get sucked but gay to suck perspective that Tim was painfully aware ran through the hillbilly crowd. It was just easier to imagine his own lips split wide around Raylan's cock, quite a bit like how it had been around Istak's that one night.
But not only was Raylan down there, nosing around and touching with generous attentiveness, he was speaking those rich and throaty words. Just being told such things caused Tim's dick to jump a little behind taut cloth as the younger man whined deep in his throat and struggled now to push his hips upwards in a begging motion. ]
Christ, Raylan. The mouth on youuuuhooo, OH! [ He barely got the words out before that hot mouth was on him and Tim cried out a stuttered noise that could have been Raylan's name, or just the garbled sound of his brain short circuiting. His fingers twisted in dark hair -sorry partner- as the sniper simultaneously struggled with the need to thrust up, and being polite about the situation.
Raylan was still going to earn himself a couple beads of salty pre-cum, Tim couldn't stop his body's very positive response to being half swallowed. They said sex had a strong mental component, and it was true that the fact that Raylan Given's was down between his legs, swallowing him down had a lot to do with Tim's response. But those old lessons from collage should not be discounted! ]