<div class="floatleft">(https://farm6.staticflickr.com/5645/30865839450_c5af5835c2_z.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Devon Allred<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee - Guest Services<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>Aug. 1st, 12:00pmish<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Mansion, Floor 2, Room 8<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Water<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Residents of Room 8 (Thomas)<strong>Mentioned:</strong>None<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>MxM Sexy Time!<hr/><hr/><br/>The younger man felt Thomas' hands on the back of his head, and for a moment, he thought Thomas was going to take control.  It would have been welcomed, but when Devon realized he was still allowed to do as he pleased, he knew that Thomas was only trying to be an active participant in his own blowjob rather than trying to take control.  Devon relished each sound he was able to get out of the man, a gasp, a moan, and even the sound of his own name on the other man's voice.  It was music to his ears.  Devon got a small thrust, and he eagerly took what Thomas was giving him.  A little more of that deliciously thick shaft pressed into his mouth and onto his tongue.  He swept the wet muscle along the underside for a long moment, but it seemed to be the time change things up for Thomas.<br/><br/>He was pulled to his feet roughly, a gasp of surprise escaping his lips as he rose to his feet.  Thomas pinned him against the wall and immediately invaded his mouth again, and Devon was helpless, closing his eyes and letting his hands rest on the defined waist of the man taking over.  Their tongues dueled, rubbing together to share the taste of Thomas' shaft Devon had just had in his mouth.  That same shaft now rubbed across his abdomen in a teasing way, Devon's hand snaking over to caress the head with his fingers as it seemed he couldn't keep away from it.<br/><br/>Spun around just as suddenly as he was pulled to his feet, Devon let his hands and arms press against the wall, his head turning to look over his shoulder as if he might see what Thomas was up to with this latest move.  A strong hand crept around his waist to hold him tight while the warmth of the man's shaft pressed between his thighs and tickled his sack.  He gave a soft, muffled moan at the sensation, but it too was short lived.  That cock trailed back up, the head slipping up the crevice of his ass until it met the tight seal of his entrance.<br/><br/>"Fuck, Thomas...yes, please," he moaned out.