Page 6 of Lost Room Lawyer
“Oh shit… so good.”
He sharply inhaled as he rested his forehead on my shoulder, then slid a hand into my pants. A hot wave flooded my body, making me even more aroused, even more eager, as I sought his lips again. He met me with his tongue, becoming increasinglypassionate as we jerked each other off. I felt the fine stubble on my chin and played with his nipple under his sweater while trying to hold back from cumming right away.
The guy was turning me on so much that I briefly wondered if it was just because of the long dry spell. Too bad I didn’t have any condoms with me.
Rossi sank to his knees, freed my cock, and took it into his mouth. He elicited a deep moan from me, and I didn’t recognize myself anymore.
Had I moaned like that with the callboys too?
When Rossi teased my tip with his tongue while looking up at me, I lost my balance. I leaned forward, bracing myself against the door with both hands. Rossi smiled, stroked my length a few times, and took me into his mouth again. Enveloped in that moist warmth, I couldn’t get enough and swayed my hips from side to side.
Suddenly, I became aware that Rossi was kneeling in front of me on the floor, jerking himself off. On that dirty floor! I immediately helped him to his feet. As turned on as I was, the toilet was anything but clean. Quickly, I found his lips again and massaged our cocks together.
“Fuck me,” he moaned, tilting his head back.
I kissed his neck, wanting to devour him. “I’m not equipped, though.”
“But I am,” he said, holding up two packets. “Always.”
The way he peered at me with that sly grin suggested he was used to having a good time. Who could blame him? It was Friday night. He was a good-looking young man who surely had no trouble picking up men.
Even if I had wanted to, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I took the condom and lube, maneuvered him over to the sink, and pulled down his pants. Now I was the one crouching behind him,kneading and kissing his wonderful ass. I spread his cheeks and ventured forward with my tongue.
Meanwhile, Rossi clung to the sink, letting out sweet sounds. I touched his rim, massaged it, and teased it with my tongue, causing Rossi to push back against me.
“Shit, you’re so sexy. You know that?”
Rossi laughed. But when I slowly inserted a finger into him, he arched his back and moaned.
“Fuck! So good!”
I prepared him and stretched him. Once I added the third finger, I stood up and watched him in the mirror. He was so hot, gripping the sink, his mouth open, breathing heavily. Every expression on his lust-filled face fueled my desire. A strand of hair fell into his face as he stared at me with a wild look.
“I’m ready,” he gasped.
Oh yes, I was too. I positioned myself behind him, tugged down my pants, and stroked my length. Putting the condom on, I pressed the tip against his opening and slowly penetrated him.
My lust flared up like fireworks, consuming me entirely. I was lost in the heat of the moment, every thought drowned by desire. Rossi’s moans, low and breathless, spurred me on as he leaned into me, inviting more. I eagerly pushed up his sweater, my lips trailing across the smooth expanse of his back, savoring every inch of his skin.
As soon as I felt Rossi adjust to my cock, I slowly started to move. Back and forth. Each movement untangled something inside me, making me grip Rossi’s hips and increase my speed.
“Yes!” he moaned, drawing me deeper with every word.
I slapped his ass and fucked him hard.
“Don’t stop!”
Further and further toward the edge.
When Rossi cried out and arched his back, I knew I had hit the right spot, so I tried to maintain that position. Seeing himsquirm under my thrusts and try to watch me in the mirror lit the final fuse.
I couldn’t stop anymore. No turning back. My body was on fire, and I was losing my mind. Rossi was jerking himself off and came into the sink. Meanwhile, I kept fucking him like there was no end.
And then it hit me, a wave of overwhelming pleasure that I couldn’t resist. I let go completely, moaning loudly as I released inside him, lost in the sheer ecstasy of the moment. The intense heat and tightness around me sent tremors through my body, and I gripped Rossi tightly, struggling to stay upright. Waves of warmth surged through my veins, and for a brief, euphoric moment, I felt as though I was in pure bliss.
“Shit, that was good,” I finally managed to say, pulling out of him.
Rossi laughed and straightened up. He was still breathing heavily, and as he turned to me, he brushed away the honey-blond strands from his face. “Didn’t think I’d last that long,” he said mischievously, giving me a wickedly sweet smile.
