Mag-log inThe shower stopped running. I was looking around the room and deliberating whether he would accept or not, I glanced up.
Aurelio entered the room with a towel wrapped around his waist. A few droplets glistened on his manly chest. Again I felt that sensation of pleasure as I looked at him. “I forgot to get some clean clothes from my bag, he explained as he opened his bag. I watched him carry his bag to the sofa at the side of the room, as he put it down it rubbed against his body and the towel fell. It dropped to the floor. Aaron's eyes widened as he stared at Aurelio's nude body. He had a side view of his hard Cock dangling in front of his balls. His cock was very large as Slate's own, but maybe longer. I could feel my cheek getting hotter and averted my eyes, my heart thumping. “Hey, I'm sorry,” Aurelio said with a laugh while I picked up his towel. Aurelio glanced at me, although I turned sideways he could see the redness of my cheek, holding the towel around him, he walked up to me. “Saw something you liked, didn't you,” he said with a smirk. “Not true, I turned my face,” still feeling shy from what I just saw. He slid his hand on my back and brought me closer to him, kissing my earlobes, sliding down to my neck, sure there was a hickey there. “We can't do this Aurelio,” I whispered softly “You came up on me Aaron, I'm gonna make you feel good,” He said huskily. I could die with that voice, so hot, deep, with his scent driving me insane I couldn't think properly the closer he is the more I could feel myself getting lost in his scent. He swung him up in his arms and carried him to the bed, he struggled but this didn't force him to put her down it merely caused his shorts to slip down, uncovering his cock. Aurelio cock pushed up against his thinly clad buttcheeks, and this added excitement to both of them. He fell to his knees beside him, his big cock standing erect. I couldn't help but thrill at the sight of how huge and hard his rod was. But he was still shocked that he was doing this with Aurelio. He turned Aaron onto his stomach, and held his legs together, folding them over his butt. He straightened up onto his knees, he was breathing hard and his eyes glinted as he grinned down at him. “There you are, carino” he said in a tense, husky voice. How do you like that, huh? His cock was so hard, the veins popping, it looked so monstrous and very red, pre cum oozed out the small hole at its tip and slid down the side of his shaft. “You’ll like this before I'm through with you, “ He promised. “ I'll make you really groove on it,” he laughed. Aaron was gripped with excitement, anticipation, and fear of what Zayden would do or if he could be watching. He remained conscious and stared wide-eyed over his shoulder, focusing on watching Aurelio Cock, which was big, monstrous red, didn't know if it could fit in. His rod twitched, exuding another thick drop of moisture as he placed his hand on Aaron's butt and wobbled his bouncy butt back and forth. His balls were drawn up tautly at the base of his upthrust quivering shaft. Aaron watched his movement, he continuously made sounds but those sounds were not of denial but ones of anticipation, excitement.The hallway felt impossibly long as Aurelio guided me toward the massive double doors at the end of the landing. My pulse pounded like a drum in my ears, each step heavier than the last. Every nerve in my body was alive, buzzing with anticipation, confusion, and something I couldn’t name—an instinctual warning that this wasn’t a normal meeting.Aurelio stopped in front of the doors and pressed a hand to the polished wood. His smirk was teasing, dangerous. “Ready?” he murmured.I nodded, swallowing hard. My hands were clammy, my heart racing, and my stomach a storm of nerves. Whatever waited behind these doors was powerful. Aurelio’s confidence made me both anxious and curious, and a part of me that I didn’t want to admit burned with curiosity… and attraction.He pushed the doors open slowly, and I stepped inside, immediately struck by a sight I would never forget.The room was vast, dimly lit with gold light spilling from ornate sconces along the walls. The air smelled of smoke, expen
I left Aurelio’s room with my lips still tingling from the heat of our encounter, heart pounding like a drum in my chest. His kiss lingered on my skin, the memory of his breath and the faint scent of smoke and cedar making it impossible to think straight. I should’ve been furious with myself. I should’ve stayed far away. But when he kissed me like that, it was impossible to stay logical.I staggered lightly down the hallway, still catching my breath, shirt half-tucked and messy hair falling into my eyes. I barely noticed the mansion’s quiet, the usual echoes of empty corridors and polished marble muted against the storm of thoughts racing in my head.And then I saw him.Slate.He sat on the couch like a predator disguised as calm. One arm draped across the backrest, long legs crossed, posture deceptively casual. But his expression—God, that expression—was anything but relaxed. It was sharp, unreadable, and almost terrifying. Possession, anger, and something else—something darker—seeme
Aaron glanced at Aurelio dick and he could swore he saw his dick so big that it would go off. But it didn't. He pulled the shorts off Aaron feet and put them aside. He leaned against Aaron legs, holding it in place against the bed, while he grasped the other ankle. He extended the stocking to a lower corner of the corner then tied it. He wrenched her to the other side now she was wide open for him.Aaron felt humiliated by the way his body responded, he has never felt so embarrassed but then the idea that he was about to fuck Aurelio and his ass was wide open he could feel Aurelio coco sticking to his ass reaching his belly button I couldn't help but gasped at the sensation and how big it is.He leaned closer and put his thumbs against my outer ass which was covered with golden curls, As he spread me wide open he could see the sweet hole and juices coming out from it he could think of a million things to do but he had other plans. Removing all his outfit, Aurelio gaze landed on Aaron
The shower stopped running. I was looking around the room and deliberating whether he would accept or not, I glanced up. Aurelio entered the room with a towel wrapped around his waist. A few droplets glistened on his manly chest. Again I felt that sensation of pleasure as I looked at him. “I forgot to get some clean clothes from my bag, he explained as he opened his bag. I watched him carry his bag to the sofa at the side of the room, as he put it down it rubbed against his body and the towel fell. It dropped to the floor. Aaron's eyes widened as he stared at Aurelio's nude body. He had a side view of his hard Cock dangling in front of his balls. His cock was very large as Slate's own, but maybe longer. I could feel my cheek getting hotter and averted my eyes, my heart thumping. “Hey, I'm sorry,” Aurelio said with a laugh while I picked up his towel. Aurelio glanced at me, although I turned sideways he could see the redness of my cheek, holding the towel around him, he walked
My mind was still scrambled from last night Slate’s mouth, Slate’s weight over me, Slate’s quiet voice in the dark telling me to stop looking at him like that while he looked at me the same way.I’d barely slept. I’d barely breathed. My body felt like it was still echoing with Slate’s heat even though I woke up alone.I shouldn’t want anyone else.But then Aurelio opened a door, stepped inside, and turned his head just enough to look over his shoulder at me.And every thought I had collapsed.I felt surrounded the moment I entered. The room was dim, lit only by a tall floor lamp that threw gold across Aurelio’s tattoos. He stood still, watching me with a hunger he didn’t bother to hide. His eyes tracked me like he was memorizing every inch of skin showing beneath my shirt.My heartbeat was ridiculous—too loud, too fast.“Why… why did you bring me here?” I asked.Aurelio didn’t answer.He just stepped closer.God—he smelled like smoke, cedar, and something darker. Something intoxicatin
Aaron sank back onto the crisp white sheets of his room, letting out a long, shuddering sigh. The heat of last night still lingered over his body—the firm, commanding hands of Slate tracing every line, every curve, leaving him raw, aching, and restless. He closed his eyes, recalling the sharp smacks against his ass, the teasing bite of lips on his tattoos, the way Slate’s low, controlled voice had drilled him into obedience.His body still pulsed with need, every nerve ending alive, and yet a tiny, guilty part of him relished the surrender. He rolled onto his side, hugging the pillow to his chest, trying to settle, to convince himself it was enough. But it never was.The faint creak of the floorboards made him freeze. A prickling awareness spread through his skin, a ripple of unease. Someone was here. His eyes snapped open. The room was dim, shadows pooling in the corners, but the scent hit him smoky, musky, layered with manly fragrance, not Slate. Not Zayden.Aaron’s heart thumped, q