“Are you taking photo of my pussy?”
“Hell yes I am. It’s one of the most beautiful things I’ve seen in my life.”
“Aaahhh Papi, you’re so sweet. Making me even more horned up talking like that.”
“You have such a gift, Carlos. Much like a gorgeous cake, it almost seems sacrilegious to wreck it.”
“But Papi, if you don’t, then all the hard put into making it gorgeous goes to waste doesn’t it? It’d be such a shame if no one got to take a bite and taste it.”
John put his phone down and made circles on Carlos’s butt with his palms. “It would be a shame,” he sighed. “If I showed my friends this photo of your ass and told them I hadn’t fucked it, they would commit me to a mental asylum.”
“I promise you my ass will be so good, and your cock will love it so much, you’ll end up there anyway. Driven insane but how tight and perfect my ass is.”
“Is that why you were available? Cause you had to commit another client?”
Carlos laughed. “No, most of my clients are out of town. A lot of them are married you know, have to go home to families for Christmas.”
“Well I’m IN town because of Hannukah. So that worked out.”
“Married?”
“No. I thought about it, but no. Someone has to breed and seed men who need cock like plants need water, and I’m not wasting any time deny myself that fun.”
Carlos exhaled a shaky breath and broke out into goosebumps. “Madre de dios, I love a confident alpha man. Fuck, I’m even hornier now. Breed and seed me, Papi. Take me really hard.”
“You think your bed can hold us?”
“The bedframe is steel,” Carlos bragged.
“Damn straight it is.” John pulled back the thong string and let it snap back. Carlos yipped. "Alright, let’s cut the cake. What flavor is it?”
“Horchata,” Carlos purred.
John cupped his bulge and stroked it, making Carlos shiver. “That sounds about right – I do like the size of this cinnamon stick.”
“Oh papi~ please fuck me I’m begging you!”
John hadn’t let go of Carlos as he leaned over to run his tongue along side the thong string. “Alright alright, but first, a taste…”
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