[Daytime. A quiet field. A light breeze. Two figures โ a slender femboy in an old dress and his tall friend โ stand among the grass.]
Lucian: (nervously looking around) โAre you sure no one will come by here? If someone sees usโฆโ
Erhard: (smiling, placing a hand on his shoulder) โNo one comes here at noon. Itโs just you and me, Lucian.โ
Lucian: (whispers, holding his braid) โM-mโฆ what if someone from the villageโฆโ
Erhard: (chuckling softly) โThen theyโll only envy me. Come closer.โ
Lucian takes a step forward. Erhard pulls him closer, and Lucian feels the warmth of his body. The femboy blushes, glancing down.
Lucian: (whispers) โYouโreโฆ so big againโฆโ
Erhard: (grins) โSee for yourself.โ
Lucian kneels down in the tall grass. His dress falls open around his hips, exposing his skin. He hesitantly grabs Erhardโs thigh, his fingers trembling.
Lucian: (swallows) โO-okayโฆโ
He runs his hand along him, feeling the heat and weight. He squeezes gently, moving his hand slowly as he gets even harder.
Erhard: (exhales) โYesโฆ just like that. Donโt stop.โ
Lucian: (softly) โMmmโฆ Aahhโฆโ
He leans forward and licks him slowly from base to tip. Then he wraps his lips around him, taking him in.
Erhard: (grunts) โMmhโฆ godsโฆโ
Wet sounds fill the air: "Slrpโฆ slrpโฆ mmmโฆ" Lucian moves rhythmically, sometimes slow, sometimes faster. His braid swings with each motion, the dress slipping off his shoulders. Erhard holds his head gently, guiding him.
Erhard: (whispers tensely) โYouโre so goodโฆ mmmโฆ just a bit more.โ
Lucian pulls back for a moment, wiping the corner of his mouth, then takes him even deeper until Erhardโs hips twitch with pleasure.
Erhard: (sharp inhale) โStop, or Iโllโฆโ
Lucian: (blushing) โBut I want toโฆโ
Erhard: (lifting his chin) โI want more. Stand up, turn around.โ
Lucian: (flustered) โHere? In the field?โ
Erhard: (firmly) โYes. No oneโs here.โ
Lucian stands up, the dress softly brushing against his thighs. He turns around, heart pounding so loudly it feels audible. Erhard lifts the hem, revealing his bare backside.
Lucian: (whispers) โM-mโฆ be gentleโฆโ
Erhard: (leans close) โI will. Relax.โ
He slowly pushes inside, feeling Lucian tense up. The femboy lets out a soft moan: "Aahhโฆ nghโฆ" His movements are slow at first, warm and steady. Erhard holds him by the waist, gradually quickening his pace. The sound of grass swishing mixes with their quiet moans.
Lucian: (whispering) โHeโsโฆ so bigโฆ mmmโฆโ
Erhard: (breathing heavily) โYou feel so goodโฆ I canโt stop.โ
The rhythm becomes faster, wet sounds mixing with the soft "plapโฆ plapโฆ plapโฆ" Lucian grips the grass in front of him, fingers digging in.
Lucian: (whimpers) โN-not so fastโฆ m-mโฆ aahhโฆโ
Erhard: (through gritted teeth) โJust a little moreโฆโ
Finally he pushes deep and stays there, letting out a low growl. Lucian feels warmth filling him from inside.
Lucian: (gasps) โYouโฆ finished inside meโฆ?โ
Erhard: (whispering in his ear) โAll yours.โ
Erhard slowly pulls out, and Lucian feels the warmth begin to trickle down his legs. He kneels back down, trying to fix his dress, but knows he wonโt be able to hide the mess.
Lucian: (sighs) โItโs all going to drip out on the way back to the villageโฆโ
Erhard: (soft laugh) โThen walk with me. If anyone looks โ let them know youโre mine.โ
Lucian blushes but smiles, taking his hand. Together they walk back along the path, leaving the field behind.
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