The car’s engine would not say a single word as the two make their way down the city street. Skyscrapers and lampposts seemed sharp and ever present, the city was alive. However, the gentlemen didn’t seem to pay much attention to such things, the silence seemed far more important than the city surrounding the two.
“For goodness sake, will you quit fidgeting? It’s not like I’m gonna hurt ya,” the green gentleman said.
“Try saying that to him,” Volhsen quipped as he continued to look out the window.
“Him? Oh, him.” Xerude recalls what happened only moments earlier, a little bit of what he calls “roughing up” a certain blonde character. “I’m sure he’s fine. Is that really the only thing you’re thinking about here?”
Volhsen’s eyelids dropped a bit, his eyes trailing the lines of the window. “No,” he replied softly. “How exactly did you find me out ‘ere?”
Xerude chuckled, “You’d be surprised how easy it is to find a cowboy in a city. Plus, Driver’s car is so big and clunky compared to the rest of the cars here, it isn’t that hard to find a trail of people who have seen you.”
A few more seconds passed in silence, only when the truck stopped at a red light did Volhsen remember something. “Where you taking me? You said we were going somewhere.”
“We are. Just a little place I know, my place is way too far away,” Xerude answered.
With his curiosity settled somewhat Volhsen relaxed himself slightly. Despite everything that has happened thus far he felt comfortable sitting in that dingy old truck. Perhaps it was the fact that he spent so much time in this car, driving it back and forth from city to ranch. Maybe it was something familiar unlike the metal and concrete that surrounded him. For only a second did he think it was the man that was right next to him, he shook away such thoughts.
A few more silent turns had passed before the two arrived at the destination that Xerude sought for. Parking on the sidewalk Xerude paused for a moment before exiting the car. “We’re here.”
Exiting the vehicle Volhsen glanced up at the large building. A somewhat small skyscraper, much smaller than the rest of the buildings surrounding it, but none the less big stood in front of him. All of it’s windows were tinted so the only way to find out what was inside the building was to go in. The only clue that gave the purpose of the building was the name of it which was right above the doorway, Hotel Eros, though this only confused Volhsen further. “Hotel Eeroes?”
Xerude smiled, “It’s pronounced eh-row-s, not ee-rose.”
Volhsen blushed, this only made him feel more like rube out here in the city.
“Come on, inside.” Xerude headed into the dark building, Volhsen quickly following suit.
Much to Volhsen’s surprise, the interior of the building completely clashed with the outside. It was alive and exuberant, the walls a simple yet relaxing color of beige and pink with a reception desk right in front of them. To the right of the desk was an elevator within large hallway. Along the hallway were doors, each with a number assigned to it. The same was to the left of the desk, more elevators and rooms. A few customers were out and about, though there was something off about them. They seemed like your normal folk to Volhsen, but he felt something different. The people ranged from tall to short, fat to skinny, muscular to the meek. But they all seemed to be eyeing one another from a distance, sly smiles and lingering gazes and all that. Each one of them had the same type of air to them, lust. It took a few seconds for Volhsen to realize where he was, only when a man came out of a room covered in leather did the hammer hit the nail. “This is a love hotel!” Volhsen exclaimed much too loudly. The guests stared in smug surprise towards him.
Xerude turned around in surprise, “Why are you yelling?”
“I thought you were gonna explain yerself!”
“I am, this is just the closest place I knew that we could have any privacy,” Xerude retorted back. Much to Volhsen’s dismay, Xerude tugged him towards the receptionist. “Hey there Miharu, can I get a room?”
“Of course Xerude! I must say, this boy is different than what you usually bring in. Though it makes to difference to me, business is business. Can I offer you the leather room? The swing was just cleaned today!”
Volhsen flinched and tried to tug away as he heard this but it was no use, Xerude held tightly.
“Ah no, not today. How about you give me a room up on floor twelve?”
“Really?” Miharu’s face scrunched up in confusion. He passed a glance towards Volhsen, “You have never once touched those rooms. What makes this kid so different?”
Xerude eyed the desk for a moment, “He’s just special is all. Can I have the key?”
Miharu shrugged, “Alright. I assume that this will be on your tab?”
“You know me too well Miharu,” he said as he smiled.
“Yeah yeah, just take the key. Enjoy your time.”
“I will. Come on Volhsen, this way.” Xerude continued to drag Volhsen by the arm as the two made their way into the elevator. Pushing the button the elevator started to smoothly go up.
Light music seemed to drift within the elevator, though it did little to calm Volhsen down. “How often do you visit this here place?”
Xerude sighed, “It’s best to ask that question at a different time.”
“…Yes,” he said reluctantly.
“And what exactly makes floor twelve so special? That receptionist down made such a big fuss over it, like it was blue moon or something.”
“I just never bothered with using them, but I figure that these would suit you best.”
“Oh.” Still confused Volhsen stayed silent as the elevator finished its ride, shaking his head as it came to a stop. “Elevators make me feel funny,” he admitted.
Xerude laughed, “As innocent as ever.” The two stepped out of the elevator as Xerude led the way.
For Volhsen this never felt like a compliment. Whether it came from Driver or Xerude, it just made him feel childish. “I still don’t understand what is wrong with that.”
“You will in a moment. Ah, here it is. Room 1263.”
With a click the door opened revealing nothing more than a plain hotel room. A plain bed with clean sheets, one could only assume, with a drawer next to it. A large glass window with pale blue trim around it was adjacent to the bed. A few chairs and a table to the right of the window for perhaps dinner or conversation. No matter how much Volhsen looked at the room it still seemed like a plain old hotel room. “Such a…simple room.”
“Like I said, I figured that this would suit you best. Would you rather have me go back and ask Miharu for the leather room instead?”
“No no! This is fine,” the cowboy admitted.
The two entered the room, the door shutting quietly behind them. Unsure of what to do Volhsen sat down on the bed which squeaked under its newfound weight. Xerude on the other hand drifted towards the window. “It’s a nice room,” the cowboy offered.
“Yes, it is.” Xerude continued to stare out the window.
Volhsen gulped, the only sound one could hear in the quiet room.
“I guess I should start with the obvious things, shouldn’t I?” Xerude asked as he turned around.
Volhsen could only nod, though he was unsure of what the obvious things were.
Xerude let out a long sigh, “You’re…different than most of the guys I’ve been with. They usually look for a quick fix or tag around for a couple days before I ditch them. But you…you’ve got morals, values, your…” Xerude grimaced, “…innocent.”
Volhsen bolted up, “That’s all I ever hear from you! What’s so goddamn wrong with that?!”
Xerude set his hands down on the shoulders of a now steaming Volhsen, “Nothing. Absolutely nothing. It’s just…I’m what’s wrong with that.”
The cowboy‘s face srunched in confusion. “I…don’t understand.”
“Remember when I told you ‘you’ve gotta be bad to live your life to the fullest’?”
Volhsen nodded, “Yes,” he said warily.
“I stand by that, you’ve got to live all that you can, good and bad. But you’re the exception.”
“You need to stay good, not bad! I mean, you shouldn’t do…bad things!” Xerude felt as if he was simply spouting words now, none of them making the closest bit of sense. “You should just stay innocent.”
“Why?” Volhsen asked unsurely.
“Because…the people that surround you for the obvious reason of sex aren’t good people. But you…you’re a good kid. You shouldn’t be tainted with anything like that.”
“Why shouldn’t I? You said I had to be bad to live, what’s wrong with that? You said I had to listen to what my heart says, it’s saying to be bad. Why can’t I have that?”
“Because! If anyone is going to corrupt you it’s going to be me!” Xerude yelled as he held Volhsen’s face towards his. “I’m going to be the only one that gets to touch you, got it? No one else. You are mine to corrupt, period,” he said quietly.
“Wha? What? I don‘t understand.” Volhsen’s head was nothing more than a fuzzy warm haze now.
“What I’m saying is,” Xerude paused a moment to push the cowboy onto the soft bed. “…you’re about to be bad.” The green gentleman climbed on top Volhsen, his knee nudging itself between the young boy’s legs. Taking Volhsen’s hat, Xerude threw it across the room, it landing causally down upon a chair. The green gentleman came close to Volhsen now, his breath intertwining with the young cowboy’s. “Don’t have much too say right now do ya?” Xerude teased.
Volhsen shook his head vehemently, only a whimper as his answer.
“Haha, good. Cause I’d hate for you to start talking when I’m trying to do this.” Xerude set his lips on the young boy’s, the warmth of which nearly drove him mad. He knew better though, the best decision was to take it slow Xerude concluded.
For Volhsen this was the second time kissing this man. The lips of Xerude tasted warm and inviting, like a freshly lit fireplace. It was new yet familiar feeling for the boy as a sense of lust overtook his body. Letting out only a small whimper Volhsen clutched tightly to the gentleman’s green mane, stands of which danced upon his neck.
Caressing the cowboy’s head Xerude started to laugh, “You know, you have to open your mouth to make out.”
Embarrassment shook Volhsen out of his haze for a moment, his eyes shooting wide only to see the loving gaze of Xerude. “Oh.” Shutting his eyes, Volhsen awkwardly opened his mouth for the man.
Xerude was taken aback and started to laugh once more, never before, he thought, has a man made this experience feel so new. Quietly thanking Volhsen for being so obedient, his tongue gleefully made it’s way into the rancher’s mouth. The taste thrilled him, he tasted, in a word, natural, unlike the city boys whose tongues always seemed to remind him of an industrial worksite. As his tongue explored his hand did the same, slowly making a trail from the young man’s head to his chest. There was a fervent beating that he could feel from the man which only made Xerude swell with pride knowing that he had such an effect on the cowboy.
The cowboy in question was feeling the full effect of Xerude. He held tighter to the man as if he was simply scared of falling, his fingers weaving into the man’s hair, like thin tan vines among a lush forest. Volhsen’s breath quickened beneath the gentleman’s touch, though it was difficult to even catch such a breath as his lips were still locked to Xerude’s. A gasp escaped his lips as he started to realize that Xerude was undressing him, “Xerude…”
The man nuzzled Volhsen’s cheek reassuringly, “Don’t worry, I’ll go slow for you, that’s how you want it, right?”, Xerude murmured.
The young rancher was able to muster up a small noise as an apparent “yes”. As Xerude’s fingers worked their way down his shirt, each button opening with a sudden pop, Volhsen started to breath harder and harder. He started to feel the cold air of the room mixed with the warmth that was emanating from the man in front of him.
With a silent pop, the last button became undone revealing Volhsen’s bare chest to the green gentleman. Xerude smiled as he sat up right on his knees, the cowboy’s hands dropping from his hair.
The green gentleman was happy with what was before him, a smooth chested young man, not a drop of hair on him. Joy filled his face as he saw the rancher’s chest go up and down from his heavy breaths. He let his hands just barely glide above the young man’s chest, only slightly touching him. This was more than enough to release a few groans and whimpers from Volhsen. Xerude started to let his fingers trail the young man’s chest, each one feeling like a hot spark to Volhsen.
As Xerude continued to play with the cowboy Volhsen was reeling over the edge. It was too much for the young man, or perhaps not enough, he wasn’t quite sure. “Please…stop teasing me Xerude, just touch me,” he managed to say.
“Well look at you, aren’t you brave.” Xerude chuckled, “Very well, since you asked so kindly.” The man bent down and started to kiss Volhsen’s neck, leaving visible marks on his virgin flesh. His hands did the same, groping and fondling the cowboy, making sure not one piece of the man was left untouched.
Volhsen did the same, though not as graceful as Xerude. His hands seemed to tremble as his hands ran the course of the thick man’s frame. Volhsen motioned to sit up right and Xerude followed suit. With the two facing each other now their lips seemed to find each other once again as their hands pawed at one another.
Xerude’s hands worked quick to get the shirt off of Volhsen, in doing so his hands brushed against the rancher’s thick forearms, each one tense with nervousness and lust.
Volhsen tried to remove Xerude’s shirt just as quickly as he did to him but with no such luck. The shirt managed to cling to the green gentleman’s head like a magnet. Embarrassed, Volhsen gave up and put his hands to his face in hopes to hide his shame.
Xerude laughed, “It’s alright.” Removing the shirt he took away Volhsen’s hands from his face and started to kiss them. “It’s alright…”
Taking in one of Volhsen’s fingers he started to lick the entire length of the cowboy’s index finger. Blushing, Volhsen quickly looked away. “That’s embarrassing.”
“Volhsen, look at me,” Xerude murmured.
Opening only one eye Volhsen looked toward Xerude. He let out a gasp as he saw Xerude lick each one of his digits, even sucking his middle finger. The warmth of the gentleman’s mouth caused Volhsen to whimper, “Xerude…” the man whined. Releasing the finger from it’s wet cage the gentleman hoisted Volhsen up by his butt onto his lap, the cowboy now straddling him. Ironically enough, the young man found this to be quiet comfortable as his legs instinctively wrapped themselves around Xerude.
As the two started to kiss once more Xerude started to unbutton Volhsen’s jeans. This prompted a gasp from Volhsen though Xerude quickly quieted him down with a few kisses. “It’s ok, you knew this was coming right?” he said in between kisses. With deft hands he released Volhsen’s throbbing member from it’s denim prison though it was still concealed by it’s white uniform. Xerude started to caress the pulsing beast and asked, “How often did you touch yourself thinking about me? Be honest,” the man cooed.
Volhsen groaned and fell onto his back, his hands covering his face, though it did little to hide his shame. “Since ya first kissed me. I couldn’t stop thinking about ya…” Volhsen answered softly.
“Heh, was that why you were holed up in your room for so long?” the green gentleman teased as he started to peel back the man’s underwear.
The young man’s body writhed and wriggled on the bed, “Nhhgg….Yes,” he said in labored breaths.
“I figured as much.” With the elastic down by Volhsen’s thighs now the cock was at full attention, occasionally twitching with excitement. As it stood there was a small trail of pre flowing from it, dribbling down the head of the cock. “Did you think about me touching you like this?” Xerude glided his hand around the width of the cock, twisting and pumping it slightly.
“Ahhh! Yes…” Volhsen’s voice melted into grateful moans.
“And…” Xerude paused to quickly tug Volhsen closer, his thighs wrapping tighter around his waist as it presented it’s meaty present. “…Did you think about me doing something like this?” The green gentleman bent over and allowed his tongue to leave a shimmering trail of saliva from the base to the tip of the young man’s quivering dick.
Quickly Volhsen’s hands shot from his side to Xerude’s head, holding him back from finishing his job. “Xerude!” the rancher called out.
“Now now, it’s alright. Just enjoy yourself.”
As Volhsen tentatively dropped his hands Xerude took the man’s shaft into his mouth, welcoming it to the warmth within. For the young man this was simply too much for him. It was sharp and hot, like a newly made blade fresh from the fire. As the tongue traveled its course Volhsen’s head started to spin. To have his own dick being sucked on by another man, he never thought the day would come. However, as he laid his head back in pure pleasure he didn’t care about anything anymore, not even if the next day didn’t come.
Keeping the young cowboy elated, Xerude hastily undid his own pants as well, his cock springing out like a ready-to-fire gun, hair trigger included. Releasing the young man’s throbbing member from it’s scorching home Xerude got off the bed and headed toward the drawer. “Wait a second, I have to get something.”
Volhsen nodded, though he was unsure of what exactly the man was searching for. Volhsen continued to stare at the man as he perused the contents of the drawer until his attention was drawn south. Xerude’s dick was still hard, protruding from his waist like a horizontal flagpole.
“Heh, you want a taste? It‘s only fair since I did yours,” Xerude asked with a smile.
The rancher’s instant reaction was to turn away, however, swallowing his gut feeling, Volhsen crawled to the edge of the bed. Volhsen stared at the beast as if it was ready to attack him any second. Reaching out he let his the tips of his finger brush against the head then sliding his fingers around the cock in a light grip.
Volhsen looked up at Xerude for reassurance, his reply was, “Come on, you know what to do.”
Licking his lips, Volhsen curved over and let the member brush against the side of his face. The scent of the man was overwhelming, the cowboy wondered why he didn’t notice it before. It was strong and thick, not a fragrance, but a musk that drew him closer. With his hand still wrapped around the cock Volhsen started to pump as his tongue crawled along the side of it.
Xerude sucked in a small amount of air, hissing as he did so, “Just like that.” His hands started to caress the young man’s hair, roaming in his autumn strands.
Taking that as a cue, Volhsen let his tongue travel around the cock, like a swirling staircase. After a few more seconds, he yelped in pain as his head was pulled back by two strong hands.
“Shit, you keep on doing that then I’m gonna come way too early. Ha, well at least we won’t need this anymore.” Xerude held in his hand a small bottle with the words “Lucky Lube” printed in bright letters on it.
Volhsen’s eyes went wide, “Oh.” Gathering himself to his knees, the young rancher said, “Right.” Just before Xerude was about to lunge at the innocent boy Volhsen remembered something. “Wait! Um, aren’t you forgetting something?”
Xerude’s brow furrowed forward in a tight knot, “What?” The question didn’t seem to register for the man.
“You know…” the cowboy stated as he played with his hands.
Despite the question being posed in front of him, Xerude thought it was quite cute of Volhsen to be twiddling his thumbs with his cock still stiffer than a brick. It only took a second before he realized what the cowboy was asking, “Oh! You mean a condom.”
The boy shifted on the bed, “Yeah,” he said quietly.
Xerude grimaced, even though he understood fully well why the man wanted him to wear a condom, he never liked wearing one much. Every time he wore one he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was wearing a dunce cap. However, he didn’t want anything to stop him from having the cowboy in front of him, so, shuffling through the drawer once again, he pulled out a condom, fresh and new, just waiting to used. Tearing off the wrapping with his teeth, he yanked the latex from the packaging and secured it around his dick. The condom itself with a tad roomy, which he was grateful for. He’d much rather feel the tightness of the man in front of him rather than the latex. With himself properly armored he gestured toward the rancher, “Is this fine for you?”
Volhsen nodded, “Yessir,” his words melting together. “Um, how do you want me?” he asked in a quiet tone.
“Well I’m gonna have to see it to be in it, now don’t I?”
The cowboy blushed, even though he has kissed this man, felt nearly every part of his body, and sucked on his cock, knowing that Xerude was going to be in him soon made the red pool beneath his cheeks once more. “Right,” repositioning himself, he turned around and laid upon the bed, his ass high in the air as he rested on his arms, “Is this alright with you?” he asked facing the mattress. Laughter exploded from behind him, “What, what is it?!” he questioned frighteningly.
“Nothing, nothing, it’s just…You’re presenting yourself to me. It’s cute,” he replied as he crept closer to the young man’s muscular butt letting his fingers glide across the virgin skin. Kneeling down, Xerude set his lips upon Volhsen’s curves, occasionally leaving a trail of saliva from his tongue. “You taste really good,” Xerude whispered. Just from the taste alone Xerude wanted to ravish the young man on the spot. Though having being fucked once or twice without warning he knew better.
Slowly inserting the tip of his finger into the young man’s ass he stroked Volhsen’s cock, giving only nurturing murmurs. “Is this alright?” he asked in a husky tone.
The cowboy squirmed on the bed, gripping the sheets and breathing heavily into the sheets as he did so. Volhsen very well knew that it was only a finger, but it felt nothing more than a post shoving it’s way up his ass. “Ahh!” Volhsen let out a whimpering moan as he teeth scraped the sheets. Xerude wiggled his finger within the confines of the man hoping to relax his inner walls. This only made Volhsen clamp tighter, the sheets and his asshole.
Xerude smirked, “You’re gonna have to relax or else it’ll hurt a lot more. Just breath.”
Volhsen knew this was no easy task, it went against his instinct, however, he struggled to breath normally, mentally reminding himself to take it one breath at a time. It only took a few seconds before he could relax himself enough for Xerude to take notice.
“Yes, just like that. Ok, now I’m gonna put in another finger, ok?” Xerude’s tone assumed one that sounded like a kindergarten teacher, reminding his students to pick up after themselves. As he inserted another finger into the fleshy walls of the cowboy he wagged both of his fingers inside the boy, playing teasing his senses.
This drove the cowboy insane, not only did it hurt but it felt good to him. It was the confusion that set the boy to the edge. Wanting more, yet resisting every bit of it. “Xerude…please…more.” Volhsen begged.
The young man’s voice startled Xerude, not expecting such honesty from the inexperience Volhsen. He tried his best to calm his voice, only to come up with a shaky answer, “Are you sure?”
“Ahh! Yes, please!”
“Shit, you can’t say things like that. I’m losing my control here,” Xerude muttered. Withdrawing his fingers from the flesh confines the green gentleman repositioned himself, his cock staring squarely at the hole. Trying his hardest not to kill the boy, he slowly let himself enter the young boy’s ass. Warmth overtook him for a second, like a wrecking ball it hit his mind with full force. Struggling to keep sane, Xerude asked, “Is this alright? Do you want me to go slower?”
“Ahh, Xerude! More! Please, give me more! I can’t take it anymore! Just please…” All inhibitions seemed to be drained away from Volhsen, only to be left with near uncontrollable lust.
Xerude grimaced, “Volhsen…I don’t want to hurt you,” he replied, voice strained.
Volhsen didn’t say anything for a moment, he breath fogging the sheets. Turing slightly over his shoulder, Volhsen looked straight at Xerude, his eyes ablaze, “Xerude. Hurt me.”
Hurt me. Those were the only two words that rang in Xerude’s mind at that moment. Screaming, Xerude shoved his cock all the way to the hilt into the cowboy’s virgin bum.
Volhsen screamed in reply, his voice straining at the top of his lungs, his breath barely keeping him awake. His scream slowly melted into a moan, filled with anguish and desire. “X..eru..de,” Volhsen could hardly say the man’s name completely, each letter a strain on his throat.
Xerude growled in frustration, his breath heavy as he climbed on top of Volhsen. His left hand found it’s way atop Volhsen’s gripping it tightly as his right did the same to Volhsen’s forehead. This move only caused his cock to go even deeper into the man’s frame, creating a high groan to come from the cowboy.
“Xerude…ahh…I…want to see you. All of you.”
Responding quickly, Xerude pulled out of Volhsen, quickly turning the boy onto his back. Seeing him so open and warm made the green gentleman caress his sweet face, bringing the boy’s lips to his own. Lifting Volhsen’s legs, Xerude reentered the man with a renewed vigor.
The cowboy let out a small yelp, only to be silenced with swift kisses. Wrapping his hands and legs around the green man’s thick frame, Volhsen held firmly as Xerude thrust his cock into his body. With each piercing move the cowboy moaned and groaned, each breath flowing its way through Xerude’s ear.
Xerude began to fuck the young man faster now, holding the man as close as possible as he could to his body. Their bodies continued to grazed each other, a thin layer of sweat developing between the two men. With every thrust Xerude could feel the cowboy’s fervent heartbeat beating in his own chest.
The cowboy felt everything, every thrust, every sound, every pulse. As he head rang and his vision blurred, all he could do was hang tighter onto the green gentleman. “Xerude…” the man whined.
“What?” Xerude whispered.
“I think I’m gonna cu-AHHH!”
With a firm hand Xerude clamped around the boy’s dick, squeezing it for a few seconds then releasing.
“Ah…What was that for?”
“Heh, did you really think I was gonna let you cum that soon? Not a chance. Now that I know just how much you want me, I’m going to enjoy this.” Lifting the boy up, Xerude leaned back letting his frame hit the bed. Pulling Volhsen with him, the cowboy sat squarely on the gentleman’s lap. “Now start riding.”
Volhsen was taken aback, not only did the new position cause Xerude’s dick to drill even further into the young man, but now Xerude could see all of Volhsen. “Xerude, I don’t think I can-”
“Come now, you’re a cowboy, ride me,” Xerude replied with a silly grin.
Volhsen just sat still, his hands pawing Xerude’s chest. “…”
“Well, if you don’t start…” Xerude thrust his hips upward with a hard shift, “…then I will!”
“AHH! Ok ok!” Balancing himself on the hairy man’s chest, Volhsen lifted his butt ever so slightly and let himself drop back down. With his entire being weighing himself down on the man’s cock, the young man struggled to repeat the motion. Only did the soft stare of the green gentleman push him to continue. Lifting himself again and again, his own cock started to respond, recovering quickly from it’s earlier attack. “Ah, Xerude, I’m feeling-AH!”
“Will you please?”
Volhsen bit his lip, he didn’t believe that he was asking this, “…Let me come this time?”
Xerude sighed a satisfied breath, “Very well.” Holding tightly to Volhsen’s hips, Xerude thrust his dick faster into the young man’s rear, sending wave after wave of heat into him.
It was only after a few more thrust did the young boy’s body finally erupt. “AHHH!!” Stream after stream of cum shot out of the cowboy, each one landing in neat even lines across the man’s hairy chest. “Xerude,” the man moaned.
“Shit, you’re really tightening up! Argh!!” Xerude’s body finally let itself go, releasing his entire self into the young man. Xerude felt his cock twitch inside the boy, each one causing another dribble of cum to pool inside the condom.
The two men, out of breath and energy just stared at one another, however, Xerude had a satisfied smile on his face while Volhsen looked disheartened.