I shook my head confused, because focusing on anything that wasn’t getting my dick in him, was practically impossible at the moment. “I had the sound off.”
He let out a husky laugh as I frantically tugged his tights below his ass and worked on getting us to the fucking part of the evening.
“You had the sound off, huh?”
“Yes.” I kept it short since I was having trouble with the English language in general. Besides I had other priorities, like getting some lube on my fingers and getting at his ass. I used one hand to spread his cheeks and ran the pads of my fingers over his hole, then ran my tongue over the same spot, making him shiver.
“Tom.” It was more a moan than anything, but it only worked to get me even more revved up.
I worked a finger in slowly and sucked in my teeth, trying to breathe through the lust-filled fog that had taken over my brain. “I’m going to rail you as soon as I get you ready.”
“Damn, that video did leave you feeling some type of way. You came downstairs with lube?” When I looked up at him, his face was completely flushed.
“Si por que te voy a coger aqui mismo,” I said, adding another finger.
“Oohh Spanish smashing today.” He panted as he pushed his ass out and stretched his arms on the wall.
“Si.” That was all I could get out.
He looked back at me and his pupils were blown out, his mouth red and swollen from his own teeth. “Then get inside, baby,” he urged, breathlessly.
I tugged hard on my balls and took another bite out of that ass. He moaned as I thrust my fingers in, looking for his gland. After a moment, he gasped. “Ungh that feels so good.”
I was dizzy from wanting him.
After a few more thrusts of my fingers, we were both groaning. When I couldn’t take it any longer, I pulled them out and stood up fast, pressing my chest against his back. Running my hands over him. He turned his head so I could kiss him and we tangled our tongues, mouths open, teeth clashing. Camilo pulled back, then leaned against me again.
“I don’t know if I can stand for this.”
Without a word I picked him up and walked us to the couch in the next room. I sat down and started stroking my dick as I watched him take his tank top off and toss it across the room. Within seconds, he was straddling me and had the tip of my dick at his entrance. We were face-to-face and the look in his eyes was pure ecstasy as I slowly pushed in. He put one hand on my shoulder for balance and sank down.
“Fuck that’s good. God I love your cock.” He shook his head, his mouth going slack, and his breaths were coming in short spurts. “And bare. Ahh.”
I shook my head and gritted my teeth, trying to keep it together. It felt too good, too tight. I was going to come in seconds with his ass gripping me so hard.
I smacked his ass then and pinched his nipple, making him gasp. “Como mueves ese culo, Camilo.” Those circles he was making with his hips were driving me out of my mind. “Me vuelves loco.”
His smile was absolutely filthy when he answered. “I like making you crazy.” He wrapped his arms around my neck and went in for a kiss as we both started thrusting harder.
We were feeding each other our moans and gasps as we moved hard and fast, our bodies locked together so tightly. Igrabbed Camilo’s cock and started stroking him when I felt my orgasm coming. My stomach tightened and that feeling like all my limbs were turning liquid spread through my body.
“Oh shit, Tom, don’t stop—” His words were cut off by a shudder.
After a few seconds Camilo’s mouth opened and he threw his head back as a loud moan escaped his lips, ribbons of come bursting out of him. His ass clamping down on my cock sent me right over with him.
I was so blissed out I lost time for a moment. As I came to, I heard Camilo’s muffled voice against my ear.
“I’m sending you every video of every class I’ve ever been in, stat.”
chapter twenty-six
camilo
We were on the couch with one of the seemingly dozens of decadently soft and fluffy blankets in Tom’s house covering us. He’d been in rare form when I’d gotten to his place after my class, and now almost an hour later, he still couldn’t keep his hands off my ass. It was the first time we’d gone without a condom, and he was really feeling himself. He grabbed and stroked me so possessively, all I could do was shiver in his arms.
I felt owned by Tom, but not perilously or in a stifling way. More like words were superfluous because we were under each other’s skin. I pulled my head off his chest and kissed him, slow and deep as he grabbed me, his hands gripping me hard, his touch grounding. Making me feel at ease for the first time in days.
These past few weeks had been so stressful and busy. I was worried about my mom and money, but here with Tom, I felt so good. When I put my head back on his chest, he let out a long exhale and kissed my hand.
