Emerson woke me early the next morning. He was eager to get ready and head to the catalog shoot. I stirred in Amir's arms and squinted up at him. He seemed unfazed at seeing me cradled against his son's bare chest as we slept. I knew I needed to get up, but Amir was holding onto me tightly and I knew he would be upset if I left without waking him.
Luckily, Emerson had taught me the signs for minutes and numbers. I signed to him that I needed ten minutes more of sleep. He nodded in understanding and signed back "10 minutes, that's it." He pointed towards his bedroom and then left us, closing the door behind himself.
"Babe," I whispered against Amir's ear, but he just groaned and rolled onto his back, bringing me with him.
I slid my hand down his chest, over his hard abs, and then down into his sleep shorts. He didn't have on any underwear and his cock was already stirring with its normal morning appetite. I slid my hand down the shaft and it thickened under my touch. I gripped it and kissed his nipple. He let out a soft moan as I bit against his nipple and pumped his cock.
"Baby," he mumbled. "So early." He sighed and arched his back to stretch from the cramped position we'd slept in. His hand rubbed down my back and slid inside the back of my briefs. His finger went straight for my hole.
"I have to go, Amir. The photoshoot is today," I whispered as I looked up to him. His eyes were blinking open and he nodded that handsome Arab face.
"Kay," he said and started to buck his hips to fuck the grip I had on his cock. His finger pushed inside my hole and he leaned down to kiss my forehead. I raised my head up to his so our lips could meet and wrestle with dueling morning breaths.
"Suck me off babe. I won't take long," Amir asked. He put his free hand on my head. His fingers pushed through my hair and he guided me down beneath the covers.
"Do we have time? Emerson said ten minutes," I looked at him with needy eyes.
"If you take away my urgency this morning then I will have time to fuck you properly tonight as you deserve," Amir noted.
"Good point, but we have to hurry," I said and nodded at him.
"Then get to it, my love," Amir said and let go of my hair. He caressed my cheek with one hand and fingered my hole with the other. I disappeared under the blanket and put my lips to his cock.
I sucked him eagerly as he pushed up to my throat. He massaged my hole with one hand and pressed down on my head with the other. His fingers intertwined with my hair as he held me there though no holding was needed. I wanted his cream.
I wanted him spent so he could focus on his day and I could go about mine with his seed inside me. I bobbed on his cock as the thick tip shoved its way past my gag reflex. I sputtered on his thick shaft as he started to fuck my throat.
He bucked his hips and I reached a hand down to cup his balls. I pulled on them and massaged them, the thick and full nuts that would reward me soon enough.
"Fuck, baby," he hissed in a low voice to not disturb his parents in the other room.
"Mmmm," I mumbled as he rammed in and out of my mouth. He tasted like sweat and piss as my tongue lapped at his shaft while it forced its way in and out of me.
"Fuck, so good, my beautiful Kasper," Amir whispered encouragement as he held my head and force-fucked me deeply. His thick shaft stretched my lips, my throat, my ability. I sputtered and gagged on his cock, but I kept up with him.
"Uhhh here comes baby," he warned as his shaft started to throb in me and I felt his cum shoot against my throat. He pulled out and rammed back in so I could taste his salty seed. I swallowed all I could, but it leaked out of my lips and down his shaft. His body tensed and raised up off the bed with an uncontrolled groan as he shot inside me.
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Kasper's Prince Charming
Ficción GeneralKasper Lane, a hopeless screw-up from Southern California, is kicked out of his family home after yet another poor decision. He auditions for a gay reality show that his best friend is developing for a struggling cable network and ends up half-way a...