Don't give up!

Thank you for the confession

'I'm uncomfortable ... I can't do two things ... at the same time,' said Gun, a little offended and pouted his lips.

He wasn't a spoiled guy, but sometimes he made his lips, which were already plump, even more voluminous. Right now he wasn't as uncomfortable as he said. There was more excitement than resentment in the tone of his voice.

'Oh, Gun, but we have to sign all the photos for the fans. I've already put my signature, now it's your turn,' Off didn't see Gun's seductively gloomy face, but by the intonation of his voice, he realized that now his boy is very sweet in his "moody mood".

'But I can't concentrate …' Gun moved his hips a little.

'Why?' Off smiled.

'You are too deep ... mmnn,' groaned the boy, leaning his back to Off's chest.

'You know this position suggests that I will be deep …' Off felt hot Gun's body touched his chest. And he immediately regretted that he didn't take off his t-shirt.

In front of them on the table were packs of photos for tomorrow's meeting with fans. In their hotel room there was only one chair, and for both guys to be able to sit on it, one of them had to sit on the other's lap. And this guy was, of course, Gun.

'Mmnnn ... Papii, this is too much for me. Why can't we have sex after I sign everything? Ahh…' he slowly moved his hips up, almost sliding off of the hard cock.

'Because we don't have time. You still have a lot to sign, and we need to sleep before tomorrow's events,' Off licked the tempting neck in front of him. The hot, wet tongue gave Gun goosebumps.

'If we don't have time, why are we naughty today? ... mmm,' feeling empty inside, the younger guy slowly went down.
His hole was well stretched. The older guy did it professionally. Knowing how and where it's better to touch, so as not to harm the boy, to stretch him as fast as possible and to give pleasure.

'It's your fault that I'm horny,' Off pressed his finger on the boy's plump lower lip, slightly teasing, touched the teeth and the inner wet lip's part.

'Mmmmm ... but I didn't do anything!' Gun pursed his lips painfully, still feeling the gentle touch of the finger. The guy raised his hips and slid down, leaning forward slightly. He sat down, deeply taking the dick in the ass.

'Seriously? And who walked naked around the room?' wet with Gun's saliva, Off's finger touched the guy's nipple.

'Ahhhh... I wasn't naked, I was in a shirt,' he made small movements back and forth, his boyfriend's cock was a little rubbed against a sensitive place inside. The younger boy's hand gripped the pen so tightly that he felt pain in his fingertips. He was still hoping to put a couple of signatures.

'Yes, only in one shirt and unbuttoned. I'm not naive to ignore your hints,' Off grabbed the boy by the hair.

'Oh, Papiiii, it was hot …' his body slightly leaned forward.
In a fit of excitement Off pulled the guy's hair. Gun with a melodious groan, hit the head on the taller guy's shoulder.

Still clutching the black soft hair, Off began to whisper in Gun's ear.

'So you accidentally dropped your pen several times? And you didn't realize that I could see your naked seductive ass every time you bend over to pick it up?' he bit the guy's ear.

'Mmmnn... the shirt was long, I thought you couldn't see… ahh…' an incredible wave of pleasure passed through the naked body.
Gun was left without his only protection, a few minutes ago his shirt was ruthlessly taken off and crumpled lying on the floor under the table. But the shirt played its role perfectly.