Blessing the New Apartment [MF]

I take a deep breath and press the doorbell and wait. Oliver moved into a new apartment and has invited me over to see it. I hear footsteps shuffling towards the door, and Oliver opens it, and I look at him beaming.

“Welcome to my new lair, stranger.”, he quips.

I thank him and take off my shoes in the foyer before stepping further inside. Oliver finishes wiping down his kitchen counter and invites me to chill in the living room while he grabs us some wine. We pick a sitcom to watch on his new blue couches.

After an episode, I shift my body, so I’m laying my head on his lap. From this position, I start to glide my hands up his calves’ thighs before settling on his bulge. I stroke his bulge over his jeans, which hardens under my touch, making me grin. I turn and make eye contact with Oliver, winking at him before unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans to take out his cock. I reposition myself off the couch, so I am kneeling in front of him. I look Oliver in the eyes and lock in the gaze, give a sly smile, and slowly lick up and down his shaft to warm him up. As I am coating his beautiful cock in my saliva, the moans Oliver makes sound like a symphony to my ears and ever so encouraging to take him deeper down my throat. Oliver gathers my hair up in a gentlemanly way so I can pay special attention to the head, gently suckling while I swirl patterns around the tip using my tongue.

[FM] Belated White Christmas (pt.2)

Sam took his towel and started to walk back into the room, drying himself off while I stayed in the shower longer to rinse remnants of his cum off my body. I then towel off my body and apply a delectable, salted caramel body butter which I know drives Sam crazy. On the bed laid Sam, watching TV waiting for me to join him.

I climbed up onto the bed and crawl towards him, watching him intently when he catches my gaze and then sits up straighter. We start kissing hungrily, hands wandering around each other’s torsos, my nails lightly grazing his back while tracing patterns that elicit low growls from him.

“Damn baby, you smell amazing…”, Sam mutters in my ear, before lightly biting my neck.

[FM] Belated White Christmas (pt.1)

My first post! As usual, skip down to dotted line to get to the juicy parts!

Due to COVID-19, a wrench was thrown in my travel plans this year. Like everyone else, I was super disappointed about that, until a friend suggested I take a staycation in a nearby major city. I thought it was a great idea and booked a 2 night stay at a luxury hotel in the city.

I get to the hotel, check in and am blown away by the view in the hotel room. At 30 stories up, the floor to ceiling windows span the entire room and, in the washroom,, the glass shower doors provide an unobstructed view of the city skyline as well. I message Sam and send him pictures of my getaway and he responds with excitement. I ask if he has time to come over and “see the view” later, and he responds with uncertainty. That’s fine, I thought to myself, maybe another night…

I spend the day lounging around my room, catching up on shows I’ve missed because of work, masturbating, and eating delivery – since the hotel restaurant is closed, DoorDash is my best pal during my stay. At around 8:30pm, I text Sam again to see if he has any updates about his schedule and he’s oddly curt with his replies.