🧊❄️ ~Cold To The Touch ~❄️🧊

Warning Nsfw/Smut. 🏝Melted but still cold 🏝

Rod looked away, staring at the exit door, His neck red, and flushed towards his collar bone. Hey, don't be nervous. Did you lock the door? I said to rod, reassuringly. "No, I can't remember. And I'm not going to waste my time on anything but you." Rod said this as he pushes forward, thrusting his hips up slightly, filling the space in between your legs, the heat of his body radiating off of him, and a slight discomfort apparent from the very hard object in rods pants, pressing up against my entrance. Grabbing his shirt, I began to unbutton rods white shirt, seeing this, he removed his apron, then grabbing my wrist as My hands trailed up his chest, removing his shirt revealing his bare chest. He looked down, seemingly embarrassed and slightly ashamed of his body. There was no doubt, he was shameful of his very plump chest and stomach. Oh don't look like that. Your body is perfect to me. I seriously wouldn't have it any other way. Your beautifully imperfect body fits perfect with my imperfectly perfect body. Rod looked back up, Staring as he titled his head sightly. You could tell these words of affirmation were helpful, but not convincing. It was just hard to understand. I surely didn't have the body of a super model, so why did he feel the need to compare his body with a harmful beauty standard. This will be something I will speak to him about later. I continued, staring down at his pants, fighting the urge to rip them off of him. I stared down again , my face again blushing hard as his bulge hadn't yet ceased to stop growing. It was honestly impressive. Putting my hand on his stomach, rod used both of his hands to pin my shoulders deep into the mattress. His very hard and thick bulge rubbing against my "entrance." I was honestly laying back, enjoying this, when I noticed his arm shaking. His hands quivered and his wrists shook gently. I stared up at his neck, beads of sweat dripping down, and wetting the collar of his unbuttoned shirt. Hey rod, are you alright? Rod panted, breathing heavily as he looked back up. "I'm sorry, this is my first time, and I'm just not used to this." Hey! That's alright rod. We all have our firsts. Considering it's your first time, we can take things slow, and basic. Basic is safe. Rod let out a low sigh, lessening his grip on my shoulders. May I? I said, putting a finger on rods belt, my fingers slipping into his pants slightly. "Go on, I can't wait on this anticipation anymore." Rod voiced was strained and his heart was pounding in his chest, loud enough for me to hear a few inches away from him. Unbuckling rods belt, and unzipping his fly, then pulling his pants down to knee length. How's this? "I was hoping I would be fully naked by now. But I appreciate your concern." Alright then, if it's naked you want, it's naked you get. Pulling down rods white boxers, I could hear his voice quiver slightly as his long erection is sent springing out of the tight boxers bounding it in. I backed up slowly, my eyes widened in subtle shock. Who knew rod would have been so big? Using my arm, I did a side by side comparison of my arm compared to his member, noticing his cock was at least multiple inches longer and thicker then my own forearm. I had honestly never seen someone so big up front. I wish I had brought a ruler to measure out this beauty. Rod trembled slightly as my hands began to touch his cock, his voice creating a slight whimpering noise. Cute. I grabbed his cock further, it's width being too thick for my hand to fully close around it. I could have some fun with this. His cock throbbed intensely in my hand, his breathe was heavy and every now and then, he would release a small whimper. I'm not waiting anymore either. I bent down over rod, this time, I was pinning him down, even if he was bigger then me. I leaned in, still
Holding his throbbing cock, as I grabbed the side of his mask, lifting it up and over his head, stopping at his nose. I could tell I caught him by surprise, but I didn't care. I grabbed his chubby and plump face, leaning in and kissing him. My eyes locking onto his, as he let out a low moan. The prickly remnants of rods now shaven beard poked my face, his mature and sweet ice cream smell invading my nose. The scent of sugar and vanilla was almost intoxicating. Rod quickly pulled his mask back down, grabbing my face gently, creasing my chin with his thumb. The skin was soft and comforting. But I wanted more. Standing up over him, I sat down right in-front of rods erect cock. Perhaps he'd like if I didn't have any pants on? With this, I took off my pants, tossing them to the side. Then beginning to stroke rods cock. His thick flesh engulfed my hand, as his cock throbbed violently. A large amount of pre cum leaking out onto my hand and onto the bed sheets. I bit my tongue in anticipation, Using his pre cum as a lubricant, then stroking faster. Rods heavy breathing and small moans every here and there began to grow louder and longer. Rod wiped sweat from his neck as his hands shook in pleasure. Are you enjoying this rod? Rod stared up at me, then letting out a small moan before falling back down onto the sheets. "Yes." He said in a small and winced tone. I worked my fingers around his tip, his body quivering as I did so. Trailing my fingers along the many veins on his throbbing cock, then stopping again to continue stroking. Rod began to pant, sweating even more some of it dripping down to the sheets. He thrusting up, forcing his cock through my hand, as I tightened my grip. I bent down, licking the pre cum off of his tip, he let out a long low moan. The pitch of it getting higher as it continued. I tempted putting it in me, but I just didn't know if either of us were ready for that. Perhaps next time? With a thrust of his hips, rod clenched the bed sheets in his fists, continuing to thrust as his cock throbbed even harder then before, then shooting out multiple long white strings of cum out. His cock shaking violently in my hands as he did so. And it was followed by a long and loud moan. He arched his back as he did so, beads of sweat dripping down his chest and thighs. He fell back down with a hard plap. As I crawled towards him, playfully moving his now shrinking cock as he stroked my hair, continuing to pant aggressively. Out of curiosity, I used both of my hands to squeeze his chest. His pecs, mostly consisting of fat were soft to play with and touch, and he didn't seem to mind, besides him letting out a small wine. Next time I would slap his ass from behind. I've seen. It's fatter then mine. I crawled down beside him, pecking the side of his cheek with a small kiss. Then laying my face gently on his plump stomach. Although I could here all the noises happening in his stomach, it made me Squamish but I wouldn't dare leave the warmth and comfort of his chubby stomach. Honestly this was so nice. Better then a pillow. Skinny men are too overrated. Better to get yourself a fat fuck.
I rubbed his chest with one of my free hands, then beginning to play with his balls out of pure curiosity, flopping his cock down onto his chest. Rod put his hand on my head, rubbing my cheek slightly as I used his stomach as a pillow. "I love you." Rod said, his words smooth and comforting, as he pulled me away from his gut, fixing me in between his arm and his side. I love you too rod. I said as I put my hand on his chest, and embraced his arms wrapping around me, as I began to drift asleep. My thoughts once rushing into my head beginning to face away. This was so nice. I did love him, and I wouldn't dare to cuddle with anyone but him. And I also wouldn't mind calling him my boyfriend. Or something more. Maybe I'm just thinking this way because I'm so hyper fixed on my love for him, And I'm in a fit of delusion. Or maybe I'm fixed in my ways. "I'd like that." Was my final thoughts as I feel asleep, embracing my lover in my arms, tucked away into his.