All Chapters of Sinful desires: MM Steamy compilation : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Elias started rocking beneath me, matching my pace. He moaned and squirmed, his head rolling back against the mattress. “Fuck, puppy, I am close. God, I am so close.”I whimpered in response, too gone to give a fuck about how high-pitched and desperate it sounded. Elias made me this way. He turned me into a whimpering, begging brat. And I was so fucking thankful for it.My stomach clenched and my hips flexed as my entire body started to tighten. I closed my lips around his nipple again, suckling with each movement. Elias’s fingers held me tight against his chest, pressing my nose into his skin as he gyrated his hips like a man gone mad.I loved it. Fucking adored it. Worshipped it.“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Good puppy, good puppy, oh god.” I glanced up just in time to see the muscles in his neck strain as he threw his head back one more time, his panting breaths turning to silence.Warm cum spread across my stomach as a rush of milk spread across my tongue. That was it. That was what did it

I hope Omar’s words are enough to steer the conversation away from Lumen and everything related to it. I’m just about to ask what everyone thought about today’s practice, but to my surprise, it’s Micah who brings the topic back up. “I’ve been there. Once.”A hush falls over my dorm room.I look at Micah, sitting alone in the corner. He’s still staring at his phone, like he didn’t just drop a bomb on us. “Say again?” Cole asks. “Lumen.” “For real?” “Yeah, once.” “You gay, bro?”Micah lifts his gaze, blue eyes wide behind thick-rimmed glasses. He looks a little like a lost puppy, and I feel that same tug in my chest from when he first joined the team. The urge to protect him, even though he probably doesn’t need it.“It’s a spa, isn’t it?” he says. “I went there to relax. They have saunas and pools and shit.” “They’ve got a sauna and a pool at the gym too, buddy. Why’d you have to go all the way to Lumen for that?”Micah blinks, and the blush deepens. “Leave the guy alone,” Omar

TOBYI can’t believe I’m doing this.My palms are clammy as I park my car at the back of the big lot. I grip the steering wheel, knuckles white, staring out the windshield at the black building ahead. With the moon hidden behind a wall of clouds, the only light comes from the yellow bulb above the door. It gives the place an eerie vibe.I glance in the rearview mirror, and my reflection stares back at me. My dark hair is tousled and a little damp from the shower, and my green eyes are wide. I look more nervous than I hoped.Why did I agree to this again? It was a snap decision, fueled by Micah’s boldness and my own curiosity. But now that I see the big black doors looming ahead, my courage starts to falter.I’m not even gay. Or at least, I don’t think so. I’ve always dated girls. I like the soft curves and flowery scents. I love to squeeze a nice, round ass and watch their pretty faces scrunch up when they come.But I have to admit, sometimes I wonder what it would be like. With a du

TOBY“Man, that lady had a lot of questions,” a familiar voice echoes through the locker room. “Thought she was gonna quiz me on the history of the place or something.”Diesel walks in, his trademark red snapback pulled low over his forehead, with Cole and Omar right behind him. “For real,” Cole agrees. “She kept calling me ‘sweetie’ and ‘sugar.’ Like, damn. Is this a sauna or a candy shop?”They stop when they see me already in my towel. “Well, well, well,” Diesel grins. “Look who’s all settled in. Someone’s eager.” “You know me. Always punctual.”We do the usual round of bro hugs, slapping each other on the back. I step aside as they scan the rows of lockers, looking for empty ones.Diesel finds one near mine and tosses his snapback inside. “Just throw everything in mine,” he says, gesturing to the locker. “No point getting four different ones. We’re sticking together anyway, right?” “Yeah, makes sense,” Omar says, putting his wallet and car keys next to Diesel’s snapback. He p

I take him so deep my nose brushes against the wiry black hair of his bush, and the musky scent of his groin fills my nostrils. It’s so masculine, so primal, so fucking raw. I could drown in it.“What would your friends think, seeing you like this?” Hawk murmurs, his hand sliding through my curls. “Your face stuffed full of cock. A stranger’s, no less. Just the first one you came across. You couldn’t resist, could you? You had to get it in your mouth. Had to feel it stretch your lips. Make you drool all over yourself. Look at you. You can barely handle it. It’s too much for that tight little mouth. Your jaw’s aching, but you can’t stop, can you? You need it. You crave it.”I moan in agreement, the sound muffled by his cock plunging deep into my throat.He’s right. I can barely breathe, and the pressure is making my eyes water. But I’m so damn hungry for it, so desperate to please him. And every time I push past my limits, he rewards me with a deep groan.“I wish we had more time, Mica