MasukDanny's pov“Fuck.” I moaned as I pushed the vibrator in completely, then turned it on.The vibration against my insides hit instantly, buzzing hard against my already sensitive walls and the fresh load of Luca’s cum still deep inside me. I gasped, legs spreading wider on my bed as the thick seven-inch toy stretched me open again. My hole was still loose and sloppy from the garage, slick with his seed, and every pulse of the vibrator pushed more of it out, making a warm, sticky mess that dripped down over my balls and onto the sheets.I closed my eyes and pictured him—Luca’s strong hands pinning me down, while his thick veiny cock is slamming into me, relentlessly and mercilessly. “Luca…Yes. Harder,” I whispered, voice shaky as I started thrusting the vibrator in and out. Filling the room was the sound of the vibrator mixed with Wet, filthy sounds of the continuous thrusting. His leftover cum in me used as lube made everything dirty in a hot way, making the vibrator slide in. Creamy w
Danny's pov I never thought I’d be the kind of guy who got hard the second I heard the gardener’s truck pull up, but here I was, heart already hammering as I watched Mr. Luca hop out of the cab in his dirt-streaked work boots and tight gray tank top. The man was built like he spent half his life hauling heavy bags of soil and the other half doing god knows what else to stay that ripped—like a sex god. Sweat glistened on his tanned shoulders, and his dark hair was messy under the backward cap he always wore. “Dan!” he called out, voice rough with that slight accent that made everything sound filthy. “ I need the long shears and the big rake. Help me grab them please?” I swallowed hard. “ok. I'm on it.” We’d done this dance for weeks now. Every time he needed something from the garage, he asked for me specifically. And every single time, we never made it back out with the tools right away. The garage door rattled shut behind us, cutting off the bright afternoon light. It smelle
Leo’s POV The next morning was absolute torture for me . Lyra shuffled around the kitchen in her robe, complaining about bad cramps. She popped some painkillers and winced every time she moved too fast. And Ken played the perfect boyfriend — making her tea, rubbing her back and stomach — while I sat at the table trying not to stare at the way his tiny beads of sweat trickled down his hot shirtless body. Every time our eyes met, heat flashed between us. The memory of his cum still leaking out of me last night made my face burn. This was absolutely wrong and every cell in my body knew it. Around noon, Lyra sighed dramatically after endless complaints. “I need more pads and those heating patches. I’ll run to the corner store real quick. Be back in twenty.” "You don't feel good, let me go get it for you." Ken offered, but she refused immediately. "Oh babe, you know why I'm going myself. You never seem to get the particular product I want." He smiled and pulled her in for a quick hug
Leo’s POV I held my breath so tightly my lungs burned. Dust and forgotten socks tickled my nose under Lyra’s bed, but I didn’t dare move a muscle. My heart was racing so fast. “Ken?” Lyra’s voice was soft, laced with confusion. The bedroom light flicked on, casting long shadows that barely missed my hiding spot. "Why does it smell like…?” Oh god! It was definitely the smell of sex. The sheets above me were ruined, stained with the evidence of how hard Ken had pounded me earlier. His low, convincingly sleepy voice rumbled from the bed cutting her words short.“Hey babe… you’re back early” “Yeah. Anna started throwing up right after I got there, so I just came home.” Footsteps moved closer. Lyra’s fuzzy slippers stopped right beside the bed, inches from my face. “Did you… jerk off in here or something? The whole room smells weird.” Ken let out a tired chuckle. “Must’ve dozed off after working out. Sorry. I’ll open a window.” I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood as Lyra sat on th
Leo’s POV Ken’s hot, wet tongue pressed firmly against my hole, sending a violent shiver racing up my spine. I gripped the couch cushions hard, knuckles turning white as he licked broad, slow circles around my entrance. The sensation was filthy and overwhelming—warm, slick, and so incredibly intimate. Every flick and swirl of his tongue made my cock throb painfully against the couch, leaking steadily onto the fabric. “Fuck, you taste good,” He growled against my skin, his breath was hot against my skin and the low vibration shooting straight through me. He spread my cheeks wider with strong hands, burying his face deeper. "Ahhh..." His stubble scraped deliciously against my sensitive flesh while his tongue pushed inside, fucking me like it was all he wanted. I moaned shamelessly, pushing back against his mouth, chasing more of that intense pleasure. "Fuck!" He ate me out like a man that was starving, alternating between deep, probing thrusts of his tongue and teasing licks that
Leo’s POVFrom the moment Lyra—my twin sister—introduced me to her boyfriend, I knew I was fucked.Ken was a hockey player who was everything I wasn’t supposed to want, apparently. Tall, broad-shouldered, with that easy, confident smile and bright Hazel eyes. Living with Lyra had basically turned into living with Ken too. He was always around cooking in our kitchen, sprawled on our couch or laughing at Lyra’s very terrible jokes. He followed her everywhere except when she went out with her friends. Like tonight.Lyra had left for a sleepover at her best friend’s place, kissing Ken goodbye at the door with a quick “See you soon, babe.” The moment the apartment door clicked shut my heart rate spiked up a little. It was just the two of us.I tried to act normal as I sat on the couch in the living room. Ken had zero shame about clothes, he walked out of the shower a few minutes later with nothing but a blue short hanging low on his hips, water still glistening on his perfectly sculpted ch
It was finally Thursday. And guess what? I was handling it very maturely by not thinking about it every single second of every waking hour. Scratch that. I was not handling it maturely at all. out of excitement I even had to call my sister to tell her about it, because she was the only one
I lost count of how many times I jerked off to the image of Adrian watching while I stroked myself until my cock was spent. The next morning I couldn't stop thinking about it too during swim practice. And the one after that. Cole had a thesis paper due in three weeks and had essentially relocat
Cole sent me a text around 9pm. At the library till midnight. Don't wait up. Adrian might stop by to grab my hoodie. I stared at the message for longer than necessary then tossed my phone face down on the bed. Adrian might stop by. Well that's fine. It's cool. Completely fine. I lasted abou
Out of all the place on earth to think of getting fucked by him was while I was close to the pool in my swimming trunk. Adrian's huge length pulled out and plunged back in mercilessly. "Fuck!" "Take it all you sneaky little fuck." "Ahhhh. Yes." My ass was up in the air in his bedroom. I







