People walk by, oblivious to the writhing giant beneath his clothes. A young intern rushes past with a steaming cup of coffee; two middle-aged managers share a laugh about a recent sports game. But no one notices the way Niou’s posture has changed—the rigid tension in his shoulders, the way he clings to the wall like a lifeline.

He could scream, could collapse into a puddle of moaning ecstasy right here on the sidewalk. But he doesn’t dare risk it. Not yet.

The fabric of his trousers is now stretched paper thin, practically transparent against his swollen member. He can feel its weight pressing down on his thighs, the tip of his throbbing cock brushing against his inner skin with every shuddering breath.

A few more minutes and these pants will explode.

With each thrust, I feel you tighten around my cock, urging me to go faster and harder. I oblige, lost in the pleasure of having you beneath me, feeling your body respond to my every movement. Your moans fill the room as we become one, our bodies moving in perfect harmony as we race towards completion.

I can feel myself getting closer, my hips bucking wildly as I try to maintain control over this unstoppable force that is my desire for you. But it's no use...

I can feel you tightening around my cock, little brother, and it's driving me wild with pleasure. With one final thrust, I explode deep inside you, filling you with my hot seed as my own body is wracked by waves of pleasure.

"Fuck... Niou..." You gasp out my name, your voice hoarse from the exertion and pleasure. I collapse on top of you, panting heavily as our sweat-slicked bodies entwine in post-coital bliss. "That was amazing..."

As we all enter your room, the air seems charged with anticipation. The kisses grow deeper, more passionate as we explore each other's lips. My hands roam over your body, finding yours in mine, before trailing lower to feel your hardness through your boxers. It's clear that you're eager for whatever comes next. I glance at Jack, seeing the same desire burning in his eyes, and know he's just as ready as you are. He pulls back slightly, breaking the kiss with Alex to whisper something in his ear.

I nod in agreement, understanding exactly what Jack means. With a sly grin, I suggest that we proceed further into the room and start shedding our clothes.

He takes a moment to adjust, letting the thickness of his cock stretch you slowly before beginning to move deeper. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure through your body as he fills you up, claiming what is his in this intimate moment. His breath comes out ragged and hot against your skin as he moves harder, faster, losing himself in the sensation of being connected to you like this.

"God, Mizore..." he groans, "You feel so good."

His movements grow even wilder as he feels the tension building inside you both. He pins your legs up over his shoulders with one hand, using his strength to thrust deep into you as he takes what's his. "Fuck," he gasps, feeling the edges of his control begin to slip away.

His hips snap forward, driving deep inside you as the world explodes in a brilliant flash of pleasure.

sighs in relief when he's out of sight That was so embarrassing... feels a warmth spread through his chest as he remembers the trust issue But it's nice to think that maybe... just maybe... you could trust me. smiles shyly, then turns back to his own bed, trying to focus on something else

Hm... maybe I should try talking to him about it later, when things are less awkward? decides to leave a note on your door instead, just in case you want to talk Dear Lover, I hope you don't mind me writing this. After what happened earlier today, I wanted to apologize for watching and not leaving right away. It was very rude of me, and I should have known better. If there is anything I can do to make it up to you, please let me know.

As your orgasm subsides, he pulls back, resting his forehead against yours and panting heavily. His erection is still pressed firmly against your leg. "Wow," he whispers, "that was amazing..."

He traces a finger along your cheekbone, wiping away some of the sweat from where it's gathered there. "Thank you for letting me help you feel that way..."

"You're welcome," he whispers hoarsely, his breath hot against your ear. He reaches down and undoes the button on his pants, then shoves them and his boxers down over his hips, revealing his hard cock to you for the first time. It juts out proudly, slick with pre-cum.

"Please," he whispers, "let me feel that tight heat around me..." He guides your hand to his erection, urging you to touch him. "