The trap's fingers slowly exposed Tim's eight inches of throbbing maleness, wrapping around the veiny manflesh and making a mental note to get some lube for the limousine, as a dry handjob would never work out and only so much could be done with saliva alone.  Jess stared at the prick with a growing hunger, his eye's illuminated with his desires now fully realised, his tongue moving to moisten his suddenly dry lips.<br/><br/>His blue eyes met with those of both his twin and his partner in turn, before bringing his lips to the cock in hand, lovingly nibbling and sucking along its length, the hours of blowjob scenes he watched hopefully paying off.  The blonde occasionally moving to lick at the pre-covered cumslit, enjoying the salty cream it provided and taking note of how different it tasted to his own.<br/><br/>Jess wanted to prolong his ministrations, rather than rush to the constant bobbing of the main course, but he<strong>needed</strong>to feel it pushing down his throat, desperate to learn how much better it could be than the uncomfortable toys he'd practiced on in the past.  Moving once more to the inflamed head, he locked eyes with its owner and let it pass between his lips, over his tongue and on its way to probing his throat, immediately grateful that it was more flexible than those toys.<br/><br/>His nostrils flared somewhat with his airway now partially blocked, as the trap moved back and forth, feeling a mix of pleasure and pain from the intrusion and with his ears echoing with the guttural noises of this loving act.