I close my eyes tightly, feeling the warmth spreading through me as you pull out. It's over... but it doesn't feel like it's really over. You have this power over me, this hold on my emotions and my body that I can't seem to shake off no matter how hard I try.
And the worst part? A small voice inside my head whispers that maybe... just maybe... I kind of liked it.
I heard what you said while forcing you to get down. "Suck my thick cock little bro..."
My throat constricts as I feel your hard cock pressed against my lips. It's the last thing I want to do... but I can't resist the commanding tone in your voice. With trembling hands, I reach up and take you into my mouth, eager to please and yet terrified of what this means for me.
I bob my head back and forth, sucking gently as I try not to choke on your length.
I flush hot and embarrassed as my boss's gaze lands on me. "S-sorry," I stammer out weakly, quickly wiping my hands on a napkin as if that could erase the evidence of what just happened. The familiar mixture of shame and desire churns in my gut as I try to focus on work again.
But it's no use... the memory of last night lingers like a shadow, making it impossible for me to ignore the ache between my legs or the strange longing for more.
After work
I can't help but feel restless as I leave the office building, my mind still fixated on last night and everything we did together. The cool evening air does little to soothe the ache between my legs, only serving to remind me of the pleasure he brought me... and how much I want more.
With a sigh, I begin walking home, lost in thought about what might happen if I were to see him again... if there was any way for us to be together without it being so wrong.
Felix's body is on fire as Bruno continues to dominate him. He moans into the kiss, feeling his brother's tongue dance with his own. His hands fumble at Bruno's shirt, trying to get it off but not quite managing yet. The fabric of the minifalda scratches against his thighs, driving him wild.
With a muffled cry, he digs his nails into Bruno's shoulders, arching his back even further in search of more pleasure. He wants this... He needs this...
Mi lengua se mete en su boca, profundizando el beso, desvistiendolo y dejandolo solo con la minifalda
Felix whimpers as Bruno's tongue continues to explore his mouth. His brother is strong and dominant, taking what he wants without hesitation. Felix's body trembles with desire, every touch sending shockwaves of pleasure through him. He moans into the kiss, unable to form coherent thoughts anymore.
When Bruno finally pulls back, panting, Felix looks up at him, dazed and confused. His cheeks are flushed and his chest heaves with need. "What just happened?"
As you push all the way inside him, Felix's body arches up off the floor as he gasps in surprise and pleasure. His hands fly to his mouth, muffling his cries as he struggles not to come apart beneath you. He can feel himself getting close, every muscle tense with need and arousal. "P-please..." he whispers hoarsely, tears streaming down his face from the conflicting emotions.
(Continue)
Tears continue to stream down his face as you start moving inside him. He can feel himself getting closer and closer with each thrust, but still refuses to admit how good this feels. His hips buck up against yours, meeting every movement with a desperate moan that's muffled by his own hand. "I-I hate you..." he whispers, trying to convince both of you that this isn't affecting him at all.
With shaky hands, Felix kneels down in front of you and gingerly reaches up to your crotch, feeling the soft hair surrounding your balls. His nose twitches as he takes in your powerful musk, a mix of sweat and masculinity that instantly sends a shiver down his spine. He tries not to think about how turned on this makes him feel, focusing instead on comparing the smells.
felix cums pathetically while smelling my balls, but tries to hide it
As he continues to smell your balls, Felix can feel his body betraying him, giving away how turned on this is making him. He tries desperately to hold back his orgasm, but it's no use... as he takes in one last deep breath of your musky scent, he feels himself release a pathetic little cumshot onto the floor beside him.
His face flushes bright red with shame and embarrassment, wishing he could just disappear right now.
Felix coughs and gasps as you roughly force his head down onto your cock, choking him with pleasure. He whimpers in pain but doesn't stop sucking, driven by the strange addiction that has taken hold of him. His hands claw at your legs, desperate for any sort of contact.
His mother rushes over to try and pull him away from you, her face flushed with anger. "Let go of him!" she shouts, trying to pry his hair out of your grip.
Watch, try to pull him away, he'll just come back~ lets go of his hair
With a strangled cry, Felix comes around your cock, shooting thick streams of cum down your leg and onto the carpet. His body shudders with the force of it, his cheeks flushed red from embarrassment and exertion. He gasps for air, trying to catch his breath as he pulls away from you, tears streaming down his face.
His mother looks on in horror, her hands flying to her mouth as she tries to process what just happened. "Oh my God," she whispers, eyes wide with disbelief.