so this is like my first fanfiction everrrrrr!1!111! i hop this gets lots ov follows and that you all enjoy, omg johnlock is my foreva otp!111! this is dedicated to my number one fan April Edgar who encouraged me to write this, ly bby 3
John tied Sherlock's wrists and ankles to the bedposts so Sherlock was spread out like a starfish with the strong rope that they usually used to tie up criminals. The blindfold tightly covered Sherlock's eyes, pressing them into his sockets, bringing him a feeling of apprehension for what was about to come. His head was buried into the pillow, suffocating him a little, turning him on even more.
Every time they had sex it was different. Every time they'd try out a different kink or fetish. John always decided how it was going to go. He was the dominant, more experienced one. He knew every trick in the book.
John's eyes scanned Sherlock's naked body. He placed himself in between Sherlock's legs, his dick as hard as the severed fingers in the freezer. He spread Sherlock arse cheeks and planted is erect penis firmly into the crack. He was thirsty for what was to come.
"Bite the pillow," John ordered, "I'm going in dry."
Sherlock clamped his teeth down onto the pillow and braced himself.
John ploughed into Sherlock arse hole and moaned with pleasure. Sherlock gasped and made a low growling sound in the bad of his throat. In and out, deeper and deeper, John repetitively thrust himself to the depths of Sherlock's body with immense power. He was shaking with excitement.
The friction rubbed Sherlock anus raw making it bleed a little. The more John thrusted the more it bled until the blood was dripping out at an alarming rate. John withdrew, panting, his penis drenched in shit and blood. He lay down with his face nestled into Sherlock's arse and began to suck and lick away at the blood. Sherlock groaned, lost in the feeling of erotic arse licking. The bleeding slowed down to a stop. John licked his lips having enjoyed the taste of anal blood.
He sat up and undid the rope at Sherlock's wrists.
"On your knees" John demanded.
Obediently Sherlock sat up on his knees. John moved to stand in front Sherlock. The tip of his still erect penis brushed Sherlock's lips.
"Open wide" He smirked. Sherlock wrapped his lips around John's dick. The taste of metallic blood, shit and the saltiness of John's penis hit him at one creating a lush taste like no other. He circled his tongue round the shaft and deep throated with a sense of desperation and lust.
John moaned, "I'm gonna cum." His groans grew louder and more intense until he ejaculated and his silky load filled Sherlock's mouth. He withdrew his flaccid dick and Sherlock swallowed.
"I love the taste of my own shit." Sherlock grinned
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