He was beautiful. Your camera snaps away as you photograph Max, your beautiful model of the day. His body was sprawled on the orange sofa, holding a bouquet of amber flowers. He was wearing a shimmery, golden/champagne suit, with no shirt underneath, exposing his hair chest and a chain necklace. He looks stunning. His hand was on his crotch as his head rested against the arm of the couch, by a faux plant. As he looks up at you and you snap your pictures, you can't help but notice through the viewfinder of the camera, his thumb caressing his bulge. “I feel so sexy.” Max admits, his bare feet wiggling his toes. “You should. You look amazing.” You compliment, blushing a bit. “Ah well… I meant the way you look at me. I feel like you’re undressing me with every flash.” Max chuckled, moving his hand away to show off the tent in his velvety pants. Your cheeks burn red as he gives you a wink. “It's okay. Nobody needs to know.” He says before dropping the flowers onto the floor, then standing up. He stares into your eyes as he unbuttons the suit jacket and lets it fall off his shoulders. The rest of Max's muscular body was exposed, making your already semi hard cock grow even more. Max takes the camera in your hands and removes the neck strap from around your head, before placing it onto the end table by the couch. Then, he stands back in front of you, staring you down. The sexual tension is thick, making you feel like he had put a strange spell on you. “I'm gonna kiss you now.” He chuckles, sweetly. Max cups your face before pulling you into a kiss. He was surprisingly hungry. You wrap your arms around his bare body, feeling his muscular back as his tongue pushes past your lips. You can't help but softly moan into his mouth as he expertly kisses you, brushing his stubble against your lips as his tongue fucks your mouth. As you’re both making out, Max’s fingers smoothly unbutton your shirt, one by one, before finally pushing it off of your shoulders. Then suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, Max spins you both around and pushes you onto the sofa, sitting you down below him. You look up at the beautiful man, as his fingers unbuttoned his pants. “We should book more sessions together.” He smirks as the pants fall to his ankles, revealing he went commando. His beautiful cock sprang free, standing proudly in front of your face. You don't stare for long, before wrapping your lips around his pole. “Ohhhh yeaaaah…” Max groans, watching his shaft disappear into your mouth. You swallow as much as you can, before beginning to bob your head back and forth. “Oh yeah, baby, that’s it. Use that sweet mouth of yours.” Max purrs, watching you drool around his delicious cock. You squeeze his ass as you suck off your model, milking the precum that’s oozing out of his tip. Your own cock is hard as rock as you inhale his musky scent, looking up at his defined abs and hair chest. “You want me to fuck you, sweety?” Max mutters, looking down at you with both hunger and care. You nod on his cock - unable to tear your lips off of it. “Good, because I don't wanna wait any longer.” He says, forcing you off of his cock, himself. He pulls you onto your feet before crashing his lips against yours, again. He lustfully kisses you as he unbuttons your pants, biting your bottom lip and exploring your mouth with ease - despite multitasking. Your pants and your underwear fall to the floor and you soon kick them away. “Mmmm, that’s it… That’s what I like to see.” Max purrs into your ear, looking over your shoulder and down to your ass. He reaches down and squeezes it, as if inspecting a new car before taking it on a test ride. Goosebumps run through your skin as you feel his breath on your neck. Suddenly, he turns you around and positions you on the couch, so your knees are on the sofa and you're bent over. “Oh fuck yes… You ready, baby?” Max asks, spitting on his cock and using it as lube. “Give it to me. Fuck me, Max.” You plead, the horniest you had ever been during a Photoshoot. “Good boy.” Max mutters, placing the tip of his cock at your hole, before pushing. You feel the hot burning as he penetrates you, going further and further inside you. You grit your teeth and squeeze the orange sofa as you feel him going deep inside you. “That's it, sweety, you’re doing amazing.” Max tells you, before kissing your upper back. You can feel his stubble as he leaves sloppy kisses up your spine, before his balls pressed against your ass. “You ready for me to fuck your brains out?” He whispers into your ear, after a pause. Chills run down your spine. “Fuck me.” You shudder. He gives a naughty smile before kissing your cheek. Then, he holds you by the hips, pulls his own back, then slams his cock deep inside you. He lets out a long, low growl as you whimper in pain and pleasure. “Fuck yeah! Your hole feels so damn good, baby.” Max grunts before continuing to move his hips, going back and forth again and again - thrusting every inch he has into you. You’re a moaning, quivering mess as you feel his girth sliding out of your stretched out hole, before cramming back inside and crashing into your prostate. “Fuck! Yeah, fuck me Max!” You cry, as he aggressively fucks you, nails sinking into your hips enough to leave marks. “Yeah, you like that, cutie?” Max says with another naughty smirk. His fingers run through your hair, before gripping it and pulling your head back, making your back arch towards him. When close enough, he wraps his arm around your chest before forcing you into a kiss. Your tongues sloppily play together as sweat drips from your bodies. Your cock is throbbing and creating a puddle of precum on the orange sofa, as Max’s balls continuously slap against your skin - echoing off the walls of the studio. Your body feels weak from the intense pounding as he keeps going and going, constantly switching up the rhythm and tempo, catching you off guard. Finally, though, you both know you can’t hold back much longer. He breaks off your lips and bends you over again, against the sofa. He reaches down and takes your cock in his hand, before stroking it as fast as he can. You moan erratically, feeling the climax rush towards the tip of your cock like an avalanche. “Do it. Don’t hold back, baby. Cum for me and I’ll reward you with a breeding.” Max says in your ear and with that, your cock erupts. You cry out and spasm in his arms as you unload all over the sofa. Round after round splatters against the back and seat of the sofa, soaking it in your seed. Max groans and purrs at the sight, before he too can’t hold back any longer. Max thrusts into you, as deep as he can go. You feel the tip of his cock blast hot cum deep in your gut, filling you up. You can’t believe how many loads he’s able to fill you up with, as his knees buckle and he buries his forehead into your shoulder blade. “Arrrgghhhhhh!!! Oh fuck yeah, baby! Take it all!” Max moans loudly, holding you so tightly. When he finally finishes, you both collapse onto the orange sofa, entangled in each other’s limbs. His cock slips out of you, leaving cum dripping from your hole as you both lay on the puddle of cum you made. “Consider me your new best friend. Holy fuck, that was incredible.” Max beams rolling onto your body, so he can look down into your eyes. All the lust and hunger has vanished, leaving behind his normal, friendly twinkle in his brown eyes. “Same time next week?” He asks, simply, before giving your nose a cute kiss.
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You walked into the hotel room and could hear the shower was on. As Curran’s personal assistant, it's usually your job to tell him the schedule for the day - however you couldn't see him. You walked through the large room until you came to the bathroom door, that was slightly ajar. You can hear movement and a faint slapping noise. You look through the crack of the door to see Curran’s muscular back flexing as he stood in front of the mirror, completely naked.
“Awh yeah, Ryan, I'm gonna fuck you so hard tonight…” Curran mutters as you watch his hand stroking his rock hard cock. Your own dick springs into action as you watch your boss masturbating, talking dirty to his phone, that was propped up against the mirror, filming him. Unable to stop yourself, you pull out your own cock as you begin stroking your own cock at the sight of him, watching him in the reflection - his ripped body on full display. “I'm gonna tie you up and make you beg for it.” Curran growls, spitting on his cock as he continues jacking off, still not spotting you in the doorway. Your hand mimics his as he strokes his long, thick cock. You think you might get away with it, up until his eyes finally lock with yours, in the reflection of the mirror. “What the fuck?” He blurts out, spinning around. You splutter, feeling flustered and worried you’d lose your job - but as you try to find excuses you notice his hand is still going up and down his cock. “Get in here, slut.” Curran snarls, gripping you by the shirt and dragging you into the bathroom. He presses you against the sink’s countertop and you can feel his rock hard cock against your bare ass. You look yourself in the mirror, still red in embarrassment but his breath is on your neck as he whispers into your ear. “You like watching me jerk off, huh? You and Ryan enjoy being the audience?” He says, between kissing your neck and biting your ear. You nod, desperately. “Say it, bitch… Give Ryan a show, unless you want me to give you a hickey everyone on set will ask about?” He threatens, pulling your hair back. “Yes, I do!” You blurt out. “I loved watching you.” You say. “That’s a good boy… And you want me to fuck you? Don't you?” Curran asks you, sending a chill through your body. “Yes! Yes, I do!” You say, obeying him like the pet you were. “Ryan’s gonna be so jealous…” Curran smirks before spanking your ass and placing the tip of his cock at your hole. However, the palm of his hand soon hovers beneath your mouth. “Spit on it.” He commands. Again, you do as he says and soon, you see him rubbing your saliva on his cock as lube. “Don't be scared to scream… I don't give a fuck about noise complaints.” Curran says into your ear, gripping your hip before thrusting into you. You cry out from the pain of feeling his entire cock penetrate you. “Ohhh fuck yeah! So tiiiight…” Curran groaned, already beginning to thrust his hips back and forth. Your body feels like it's on fire as you whimper pathetically as you watch what’s happening in the mirror. His nails sink deep into your skin, at your waist and shoulder as he holds you in place. “Fuck yeah, take it, whore.” He mutters, thrusting hard into your ass. “This is your new job now… You’re my little slut - this is what I'm paying you for, for now on.” Curran grunts, his balls slapping against your ass as you feel his breath against your ear. “Yes, sir!” You whimper, your cock throbbing for the camera recording you. “Argh yeah, you’re so obedient. You might even give Ryan a run for his money… Mmm, maybe tonight we can find out which one of you deserves to cum first.” Curran mutters, plunging his cock in and out of you. Hearing him talk so dirty into your ear and picturing Ryan here with you was only turning you on more and more. You were both soon glistening in sweat under the fluorescent bathroom lighting. Curran’s lips kissed and nipped at your skin, from your upper back, to your shoulder, to your ear. “Cum for me, slut.” He whispers, knowing exactly how close you are. “Cum for me. Cum for Ryan while he’s touching himself at the sight of us.” Curran encourages you. And just like that, you can't hold back any longer. Cum shoots out the tip of your cock as you spray load after load all over the sink and kitchen counter. Your moans are so loud, the people next door must have heard you, but you don't care. Your body spasms and shakes in Curran’s arms as you feel the intense orgasm rush through your body. “Argh yeah, that’s it! Fuck, that's so hot. You cum on command like a perfect little slut.” Curran continues to grunt as his hips still aggressively slam into you, letting you feel every inch ram inside of you. But soon, Curran was getting close too. “Ohhhh fuck yessss!! Mmmmm, fucking take it! Fuck yeah!” Curran groans as he soon thrusts as cock as deep as it can go as he unloads inside of you. His knees buckles as he, too, spasms slightly from the intense climax. You feel every load flood your hole as Curran breeds you raw for Ryan to enjoy in future. “Shiiit, so hottt.” Curran moans, his forehead pressing against your shoulder as his strong arms wrap around you. When he finally finishes, he slowly pulls his cum-soaked cock out of you. You’re both panting and coming down from the high you both experienced. “Good boy. Now, clean this up, pet.” Curran instructs you, taking his phone and soon abandoning you in the bathroom - like a used piece of meat. You can't help but love it, though, as you grab some tissues. You’re sitting at your desk, watching the laptop as you wait for your partner to pick up. Finally, it happens, and you see Chris on the screen, charmingly smiling at you. You both greet each other, happy to finally be seeing each other, despite being on other sides of the planet during the Christmas season.
“Did you get the present I sent you?” He asks in his rugged, Aussie voice. You show him the cardboard Amazon box that you have yet to open. “Go on, open it up.” He tells you. You do as he says and rip it open, before soon finding out that inside was a giant dildo. It was about 9 inches long, thick and veiny. You blush and swear as you hold it by the shaft, looking at it with wide eyes. “You like it?” He asks with a dirty smirk. You love it. “How about you get naked for me and we try it out?” He suggests. Eagerly, you strip off your clothes as Chris watches, until you’re completely naked on the chair. “Good boy.” He purrs as your cock is already hardening. He takes off his shirt, exposing his huge, muscular body. “Now get that present nice and wet for your hole, baby.” He commands you. You know what he means. You drool onto the tip of the dildo, before taking it into your lips. “Ohhhh fuck yeah.” Chris growls, unbuttoning his pants and taking out his own giant meat, that was quickly hardening in the palm of his hand. He watches your head begin to bob up and down the fake cock through the screen, as your eyes look up at him. “That’s it. Pretend it’s mine, baby. Mmmm, yeah.” Chris groans, stroking his cock as he watches you. As you run your tongue against the veins of the dildo, you watch his hand stroke his meat, with his beautifully sculpted body filling the screen. You do as he says and pretend the cock filling your mouth is his as you drool around it, moving your head up and down it. “That’s right… Take it all. Go on, choke on it.” Chris instructs you. You obey, taking every inch you can before gagging on the rubber. “Oh fuck yeah. Keep going…” Chris tells you, spitting on his own hand before continuing to stroke his own impressive member. “That’s it, get it nice and wet…” Chris mutters, watching intently as you coat the realistic dildo in saliva. When Chris was happy with the dildo, dripping in your own spit, he decided he wanted to get on with it. Still stroking his cock, he instructed you to place the cock onto the chair and sit on it. “Such a good boy… Always obeying me, aren't you?” Chris smirks, watching your ass hover over the dildo. You nod, knowing it’s true. “Now, sit on it. Take the whole dildo, boy.” Chris instructs you. You do as he says, and slowly lower your ass on the rubber cock, feeling it push through your hole. You hiss as you feel it penetrate your ass, feeling it fill you up inch by inch. Chris groans from the sight of you, still stroking his precum-slick cock. You whimper as you keep lowering your ass, until finally, you feel the rubber balls against your skin. “That’s it… Now bounce on it, baby.” Chris said, in his deep, commanding voice. Like he has a spell on you, your body did as he asked. You moved your ass up and down, feeling the rubber cock slide in and out of you. It grinds against your walls as you moan and look upon the muscular Aussie on the screen, stroking off to the sight of you. The burning pain turns to orgasmic pleasure as you continue to move up and down, putting on a show for your master. “You like that? You like that, baby?” Chris mutters as he watches you pleasure yourself, as his foreskin faps away. You whimper as you nod, continuing to feel your hole be stretched out as the dildo slides in and out of you. You pretend it’s Chris’, imagining it’s his giant member slamming in and out of you instead. “So fucking hot…” Chris was saying as he watched you stroke your cock, hearing the chair creak as you continued to fuck yourself on his gift. “You close baby?” He asks, watching your body glisten in sweat. You moan, confirming his suspicions. “Do it, baby. Show me your appreciation of my gift by cumming hard.” Chris commands you. Like he said the magic words, your body began spasming at the surge of pleasure rushing through you. As you drop onto the rubber cock, with it filled inside you, you moan loudly as you spray your hot white cum everywhere. The desk and laptop is soaked in your seed as you pathetically moan Chris’ name in sheer euphoria. Seeing you cum was clearly enough for the Daddy on the screen too, as he soon roared in pleasure as he, too, shot load after load from his massive rod. Cum soaked his tits and abs. The thick, sticky white goo dripped from his muscular, defined body. When you both finally came down from your high, you dismounted from the rubber cock and placed it onto the desk, letting your sore ass sit back on the chair. You both exchanged dreamy, amused looks. “So… How was your day?” He asked, as if nothing had happened and you were back to the regularly scheduled conversation - despite being naked and soaked in his own cum.. It’s Christmas morning as your eyes flutter open. You’re naked in bed as you roll over, to wish your boyfriend a Merry Christmas - but the other side of the bed is empty. However, you do notice a note on the pillow. As you rub your tired eyes, you take the note and have a read: ‘Meet me downstairs ;)’. What would Austin be doing? Intrigued, you get out of bed and put on a dressing gown, before heading downstairs. You come into the living/dining room, to find Austin tied up. The blond is lying on the dinner table, in nothing but a pair of red boxer briefs, tied down in Christmas lights. His wrists were each tied to table legs - as were his ankles. The lights twinkled in different colours as Austin laid on the wooden surface - with a tent fully formed in his briefs.
“Austin?” You gasp as you walk over. “Merry Christmas, baby. Enjoy your gift.” He winked. “How did you do this?” You ask, your hand being magnetised to his thigh, gently caressing it. “I didn't. Dez did - as a favour. By the way, we owe him a new camera.” Austin scoffs, making you chuckle, too. “Now, c’mon, let's have some fun that’ll put us on the naughty list.” He flirts. Your dressing gown falls to the floor before you climb onto the table and get on top of your boyfriend. Your naked body lays on his, as you lean down and kiss him. You both make out, passionately. Your tongues grind against each other as he attempts to thrust up into you, desperate for friction against his hardon. The living room is filled with the sounds of soft moans and lips smacking. You eventually break off his lips and leave a trail of kisses down his neck. “Awh yeah, baby… Enjoy yourself.” Austin muttered, watching you go down to his chest. You run your tongue all over his flat pecs, dodging the Christmas lights and wires. “Yeah, that feels nice.” He purred as you went over to his left nipple. You encase your lips on the pink nub and suck on it - hard. He whimpers at the warm cavern as you suck on the erect nipple, swirling your tongue around it. “That feels good, baby.” Austin breathes as you feel his cock throb against your stomach. You kiss your way over to his other nipple, soon doing the same. “Don't be afraid to use your teeth, baby.” He says. Taking his advice, you gently nibble on the erect nipple, making Austin hiss and moan. Afterwards, you move up to the right armpit, soon burying your face into the tuft of hair. You kiss and lick at it, inhaling his musk as you taste his sweat. “Want me to flex, baby?” Austin asked before doing it anyway, showing off his biceps. Like a moth to a flame, your mouth is drawn to the bulging muscle. You take it into your mouth and suck on the arm, worshipping the defined bicep. “Yeaaah, you like that, don't you?” He smirks, watching you slobber all over it. You just nod as you make the rest of the way up his arm to his hand - going past the wires around his wrist. You run your tongue up the palm of his hand, before taking his fingers, one by one, into your lips - sucking on them. “Fuck yeah, baby.” Austin purrs, watching your every action. You swirl your tongue around each digit, feeling his fingernails and knuckles against your tongue. He continued to arch his back, in an attempt to grind his clothed cock against your free one. You move over to his other arm, starting at his armpit again. The smell is intoxicating. He flexes again, worshipping his other bicep before making your way up to his hand once again. “C-Can I taste yours’, too?” Austin pouts. So, as you’re still sucking on his fingertips, you push your own index finger through his lips. He moans around it, sending vibrations through it, as he twirls his tongue around your digit. You both mimic each other, copying each other’s actions on the fingers. You both finally stop so that you can kiss your way back down his chest again. You take some time to worship his abs in the glow of the Christmas lights, running your tongue along every defined line, more than once. “Mmmm yes, baby.” Austin mutters as you run the tip of your tongue along the canals he calls abs. Your nose soon brushes against his messy, hairy trail as you get closer and closer to the throbbing hardon… However, you’re not ready to taste it yet. You kiss your way up and down his thighs, running your tongue along them. “Such a tease…” Austin half laughs, watching you get close to his crotch before going back down towards his knees. You kiss over his knee and go down his calves. You can feel his leg hairs against your lips as you taste every inch of his skin - even swirling your tongue around moles. Eventually, you go down to one of his ankles - placing your own feet on the floor and leaning down. Your tongue goes over the heel of his foot before sliding up the soul. Austin giggles as you run your wet tongue up the underside of his foot as your nose inhales it’s scent. Your lips wrap around his big toe before sucking on it, as you look up at him. “You’re such a little freak… I fucking love it.” Austin grins, watching you move from toe to toe, sucking each and every one like tiny lollipops. When you’re satisfied, you move onto the second foot as well. You mimic a lot of the same tongue movements, going from his heel, up the soul of his foot - listening to him hold back laughter and feeling it shake. You get to his toes, and start working your tongue around each one. “Yeah, baby, that's so good… Starting to think we should do this every year… Maybe I'll tie you down next?” He smirks, watching his toes glisten in your saliva. “Why wait a year?” You mention, before soon climbing back up his body - getting back on the table. “And that’s why you're the brains of the relationship.” He chuckles before you crash your lips together again. Horny and hungry, you both passionately make out on the table. He desperately wishes he could hold you, but the Christmas lights keep his hands still. Your tongues explore each other’s mouths as your cock throne against his. He moans into your mouth, desperate for more. “Please, baby… I’m so hard…” He pleads between kisses. Finally, you make your way down his body again, skimming your lips over his skin before finally, reaching the cock trapped in cotton. The Red boxer briefs desperately tried to contain the meat, with the tip of the tent soaked in precum. You lean down and take the warm hardon into your mouth. You suck on the meat through the fabric, tasting the salty precum through the briefs. “Awh fuck yeah!” Austin moans as you teasingly suck his cock through the barrier of cotton. You run your tongue up and down the shaft, even down to his balls, sucking on them through the briefs too. Austin moaned and spasmed in the Christmas bonds. “Oh, God, please! I need it!” He begs, arching his back. Deciding to put your boyfriend out of his misery, you hook your fingers around the waistband of the briefs, before pulling them down - releasing the beast… After having been at work all day, you come back home. As per usual, Harry would be waiting for you inside to greet you. You turn the front door’s handle and step inside. You come in and walk into the living room, to see your cute boyfriend, laying on the sofa. Your jaw practically dropped. He was wearing nothing but a pair of his denim dungerees. Usually he wears something underneath them, like a shirt or even a hoodie - but today he was shirtless underneath and you had the wild guess he wasn't wearing any underwear, either.
“Hey babe.” He smiled, casually. He clearly had no idea what an effect it would have on you, as he watched the TV. You ask about the random lack of clothes. “It was getting kinda hot. Wanted to wear something cooler.” Harry shrugged before realising how hard you were staring at him. A smirk flashes across his face. “You like it, huh?” He asks, sitting up. You just nod and approach him. He chuckled, standing to his feet - one of the straps slips off his shoulders - teasingly exposing his skin. Without saying a word, you wrap your arms around his waist before crashing your lips against his. Within seconds, you both fall back onto the sofa. At first, he’s on top of you - his tongue exploring your mouth as you both hungrily make out. Your hand runs down half of his bare back, then over the denim - before squeezing his ass. “Mmm baby… You want me to take it off?” He whispers into your ear. But actually… You don't. You like to see his naked body in the dorky, sexy overalls. You roll him over so that you’re on top of Harry, who giggles at how much he accidentally turned you on. Once again, you passionately kiss him as you wrap your arms around each other. Your hardons are soon grinding against one another as you both moan into each other’s mouths. The friction against your crotches is so intense as his hands run up your shirt, nails gliding across your skin. Soon, your lips break off of his, only for them to target his neck. He gasps as he feels you to continue grinding against him, humping his crotch as your tongue tasted his skin. “Mmm fuck…” Harry mutters, realising what you’re gonna do to him. You keep going at it, kissing down his neck to his bare shoulder as your cocks rut against each other. He’s throbbing behind the denim. His nails are sinking into your skin as you continue to rub your clothed cocks together - you keep going and going, making him whimper at your touch. The sexual tension and grinding was enough for Harry to feel the sensation grow… He was gonna cum. You egg him on as you feel fresh scratch marks on your skin - replacing the old ones. His moans gradually got louder and louder - his voice even breaking as you began nibbling at his neck. His back arches into yours’ as he feels his cock pulsing as he got closer and closer to the edge. Eventually, he can't hold back any longer. “Oh fuck!” He moans out, loudly, between incoherent noises that echo off the walls. Cum soaks through the blue denim as he spasms in your arms. His cock erupts as he shoots load after load, from the friction alone. He never usually cums this fast - but something about the way you rutted against him was enough to send him into an orgasm. When he’s finally finished, his body relaxes and his head rolls back. You watch as he pants away, looking down at his pretty, freckled face. “Ready for round 2?” You ask, still rock hard. He responds with a cheeky, dirty smirk. |
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