Late Night Surprise - The Binds That Tie - Gauze 1
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Cain Marko had been through some highly interesting—and sometimes, immensely challenging—times in his life, but they somewhat paled in comparison to what he faces today. Arriving early in the morning at Kyiv International Airport in Ukraine, Cain was naturally a bit nervous. The country, let alone the city, was war-charged and scarred. But he figured it was worth the risk—his mission was to close the lucrative financial deal he had been conducting on behalf of his biz fucking partners in fresh York City.After a lengthy day of negotiations and seemingly unending documents to sign, Cain eventually ended his biz and determined to go back to his hotel room. The macho DILF had a hankering for a local delicacy—or, more precisely, a super-steamy Ukrainian dude to have some fun with for the evening.To Cain’s delight, ...To Cain’s delight, some fun crossed his path. Serg, a young-looking blondie youngster with a super-sexy buzzcut, pinged his hookup app. After some dirty, flirty DM’s, the boy made his way to Cain’s hotel room. Their night together was long, and far more worth Cain’s travel than the day’s work had been.In the morning, Serg and Cain laid in couch together with wide, contented smirks on their faces. The orgy had been crappily good. The cuddling afterwards—arguably just as satisfying. The youthful Ukrainian lad laid back against the old American businessman’s fur covered pecs with a beaming countenance. Cain traced his thumbs up and down the twink’s smooth pecs and arms.Cain invited Serg to linger longer if he liked; there were several hours left to go until the gentleman needed to check out of the hotel. Serg indeed wished he could have remained cozied-up to that sexy, burly chest, but he knew that he needed to get home shortly or his would worry.Cain sensed a pang of disappointment. He certainly couldn’t explain what had come over him just then, considering he and the boy literally just met. The youthful Ukrainian dude was foxy as hell and that accent simply knocked Cain out, but there was something else about the lad. There was something inexplicably habitual about Serg, but Cain just couldn’t put his finger on it.Serg sat up on the brim of the bed. He observed as Cain gave him a deep, interested gaze. He was sure Cain didn’t want to leave. With this in mind, Serg jumped off of the couch and instead of getting dressed, he picked up his smartphone and came back to Cain’s side in the bed.He wasn’t sure why, but Serg sensed an impulse to share something with Cain. The boy pulled up his smartphone screen and flashed the American a latest picture of his . Cain leaned his eyebrow; she was fairly beautiful. Serg blushed when the sweet-faced man suggested willingly that the boy got his superb looks from her.And then, things got real.Serg casually commented that, in fact, his had told him that he looked highly much like his . However, sadly, the youthful boy had never encountered his . Apparently, around twenty years ago, Serg’s had a short but spunky affair with a charming, kind-hearted Mormon missionary. It was this specific admission that made Cain take a acute breath.Serg swiped his smartphone screen and pulled up another photo. This time it was of a dashing gentleman with kind eyes and a warm smirk dressed in what looked like church-going attire.But that is not what invoked shock in Cain. What did was when Serg said that the man in the picture was clearly his . Cain was certain: the man in the picture was also Cain’s .Cain had lost almost all the color in his face. One could imagine that the dude didn’t know if he should laugh or cry. Serg, meanwhile, sat ideally still, as if any motion would capsize them. Their glances went from their smartphone screen to one another as they considered who they were to each other, and what they, the night before, had together.***From Serg’s point of view, the evening before had begun uneventfully. Bored and horny, the pretty youngster pulled up his apps and found himself an impressive catch: a sturdy, chiseled hunk of a man from fresh York City was nearby looking for some super-steamy hotel bedroom fun. The lusty youngster most certainly had the hots for daddies, so he messaged the super-sexy dude straightaway.As the youthful lad ambled down the hallway to Cain’s suite, he quickly checked in with his and let her know that he was “with a friend”, but would check in later. Serg ended the call, then collected himself and knocked on the hotel bedroom door.The man that let Serg in was even finer looking in person than in his photos. The super-sexy had a massive, muscular assets and a golden smile. Serg couldn’t help but comment on how enrapturing he thought Cain was—when someone looks that good, you just gotta let ‘em know, he thought. Serg absolutely worshipped the way Cain looked at him. Cain swallowed the boy up with his eyes as if he were thirsty.Cain disrobed the steamed-up twink’s shirt and denim and laid him belly-down on the mattress. All that remained was the boy’s thin, cock-squeezing ebony briefs. He lavishly touched his soft, fleecy facial cumshot hair up, down and all around the material, making Serg keen and squeal as the experienced gently pressed his face into the boy’s backside and throated deeply.It was at this moment that youthful Serg couldn’t believe his luck at finding such a masterful, magic man. Serg was delightfully taken aback by Cain’s wondrous sexiness voiced with such generosity and college-aged longing.But he was not the only one that longed—Cain needed a oral delight right away. Serg was more than happy to deliver—the anxious youngster shrieked around mouthfuls and his eyelids fluttered involuntarily at the divine flavor and texture of Cain’s meat.Cain’s length and girth were almost burdensome for most, but the boy had zero problems taking it all into his humid mouth. Had the gratified attempted to shape words, they merely would’ve just unloaded out as incoherent vowels.Hours went by and yet their time together sensed like mere minutes. Serg couldn’t believe how electrifying Cain’s tongue felt. It never left Serg’s gullet for lengthy as they enthusiastically made the couch springs creak. inbetween the pounding of his fuck-hole and the strength of Cain’s kiss, Serg knew he couldn’t possibly last much longer.Serg sang as his ejaculation downright enveloped him. His tight, delicate sphincter clenched with the waves of mighty delight that rocked his whole body. The further-tightening love colon was all Cain’s chisel needed to proceed with a bed-shaking orgasm.As their minds and figures calmed in the afterglow of their collective climax, Cain restricted the boy firmly to him as they collective a suddenly deep moment neither one of them could wrap their minds around, but were somehow highly grateful for anyway.Serg just desired to love the dear moment while he could with this unexpectedly wonderful stranger. It was indeed too bad that Serg had to leave sooner rather than later—and probably would never observe Mr. Marko again…
Cain Marko had been through some highly interesting—and sometimes, immensely challenging—times in his life, but they somewhat paled in comparison to what he faces today. Arriving early in the morning at Kyiv International Airport in Ukraine, Cain was naturally a bit nervous. The country, let alone the city, was war-charged and scarred. But he figured it was worth the risk—his mission was to close the lucrative financial deal he had been conducting on behalf of his biz fucking partners in fresh York City.After a lengthy day of negotiations and seemingly unending documents to sign, Cain eventually ended his biz and determined to go back to his hotel room. The macho DILF had a hankering for a local delicacy—or, more precisely, a super-steamy Ukrainian dude to have some fun with for the evening.To Cain’s delight, ...To Cain’s delight, some fun crossed his path. Serg, a young-looking blondie youngster with a super-sexy buzzcut, pinged his hookup app. After some dirty, flirty DM’s, the boy made his way to Cain’s hotel room. Their night together was long, and far more worth Cain’s travel than the day’s work had been.In the morning, Serg and Cain laid in couch together with wide, contented smirks on their faces. The orgy had been crappily good. The cuddling afterwards—arguably just as satisfying. The youthful Ukrainian lad laid back against the old American businessman’s fur covered pecs with a beaming countenance. Cain traced his thumbs up and down the twink’s smooth pecs and arms.Cain invited Serg to linger longer if he liked; there were several hours left to go until the gentleman needed to check out of the hotel. Serg indeed wished he could have remained cozied-up to that sexy, burly chest, but he knew that he needed to get home shortly or his would worry.Cain sensed a pang of disappointment. He certainly couldn’t explain what had come over him just then, considering he and the boy literally just met. The youthful Ukrainian dude was foxy as hell and that accent simply knocked Cain out, but there was something else about the lad. There was something inexplicably habitual about Serg, but Cain just couldn’t put his finger on it.Serg sat up on the brim of the bed. He observed as Cain gave him a deep, interested gaze. He was sure Cain didn’t want to leave. With this in mind, Serg jumped off of the couch and instead of getting dressed, he picked up his smartphone and came back to Cain’s side in the bed.He wasn’t sure why, but Serg sensed an impulse to share something with Cain. The boy pulled up his smartphone screen and flashed the American a latest picture of his . Cain leaned his eyebrow; she was fairly beautiful. Serg blushed when the sweet-faced man suggested willingly that the boy got his superb looks from her.And then, things got real.Serg casually commented that, in fact, his had told him that he looked highly much like his . However, sadly, the youthful boy had never encountered his . Apparently, around twenty years ago, Serg’s had a short but spunky affair with a charming, kind-hearted Mormon missionary. It was this specific admission that made Cain take a acute breath.Serg swiped his smartphone screen and pulled up another photo. This time it was of a dashing gentleman with kind eyes and a warm smirk dressed in what looked like church-going attire.But that is not what invoked shock in Cain. What did was when Serg said that the man in the picture was clearly his . Cain was certain: the man in the picture was also Cain’s .Cain had lost almost all the color in his face. One could imagine that the dude didn’t know if he should laugh or cry. Serg, meanwhile, sat ideally still, as if any motion would capsize them. Their glances went from their smartphone screen to one another as they considered who they were to each other, and what they, the night before, had together.***From Serg’s point of view, the evening before had begun uneventfully. Bored and horny, the pretty youngster pulled up his apps and found himself an impressive catch: a sturdy, chiseled hunk of a man from fresh York City was nearby looking for some super-steamy hotel bedroom fun. The lusty youngster most certainly had the hots for daddies, so he messaged the super-sexy dude straightaway.As the youthful lad ambled down the hallway to Cain’s suite, he quickly checked in with his and let her know that he was “with a friend”, but would check in later. Serg ended the call, then collected himself and knocked on the hotel bedroom door.The man that let Serg in was even finer looking in person than in his photos. The super-sexy had a massive, muscular assets and a golden smile. Serg couldn’t help but comment on how enrapturing he thought Cain was—when someone looks that good, you just gotta let ‘em know, he thought. Serg absolutely worshipped the way Cain looked at him. Cain swallowed the boy up with his eyes as if he were thirsty.Cain disrobed the steamed-up twink’s shirt and denim and laid him belly-down on the mattress. All that remained was the boy’s thin, cock-squeezing ebony briefs. He lavishly touched his soft, fleecy facial cumshot hair up, down and all around the material, making Serg keen and squeal as the experienced gently pressed his face into the boy’s backside and throated deeply.It was at this moment that youthful Serg couldn’t believe his luck at finding such a masterful, magic man. Serg was delightfully taken aback by Cain’s wondrous sexiness voiced with such generosity and college-aged longing.But he was not the only one that longed—Cain needed a oral delight right away. Serg was more than happy to deliver—the anxious youngster shrieked around mouthfuls and his eyelids fluttered involuntarily at the divine flavor and texture of Cain’s meat.Cain’s length and girth were almost burdensome for most, but the boy had zero problems taking it all into his humid mouth. Had the gratified attempted to shape words, they merely would’ve just unloaded out as incoherent vowels.Hours went by and yet their time together sensed like mere minutes. Serg couldn’t believe how electrifying Cain’s tongue felt. It never left Serg’s gullet for lengthy as they enthusiastically made the couch springs creak. inbetween the pounding of his fuck-hole and the strength of Cain’s kiss, Serg knew he couldn’t possibly last much longer.Serg sang as his ejaculation downright enveloped him. His tight, delicate sphincter clenched with the waves of mighty delight that rocked his whole body. The further-tightening love colon was all Cain’s chisel needed to proceed with a bed-shaking orgasm.As their minds and figures calmed in the afterglow of their collective climax, Cain restricted the boy firmly to him as they collective a suddenly deep moment neither one of them could wrap their minds around, but were somehow highly grateful for anyway.Serg just desired to love the dear moment while he could with this unexpectedly wonderful stranger. It was indeed too bad that Serg had to leave sooner rather than later—and probably would never observe Mr. Marko again…
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