Aramis' eyes slit open at the touch, and he smiles a little, unsure where Porthos had wanted him to go, but he knows very well what to do with Rene now. Covering Isaac's hand with his own, he drags it up, replacing his own hand around his cock with Isaac's own. Rene guides him into slow strokes, toes curling for the strength in his paratrooper's hand.
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Date: 2015-10-30 07:09 pm (UTC)