The hotel neat the big TV network is the Camelot, the gaudy castle that looks out of place in the Scout area, fronting what used to be Danarra (Now an SM development). I parked in the basement. A lanky attendant quickly appeared beside my car door as I began to alight from the car. Will alighted too. I asked for a room and the attendant led us to a room on the third floor.
I asked If Will wanted something from the room fridge, but he said he and his fellow waiters had taken a few drinks after duty.
I took my shirt off. That was his cue to take of his white kamisadentro. He looked very sexy in it. I could see that there was no undershirt. Will carefully put his shirt on the chair of the dresser and lay down. I was in my briefs. While he took off his shirt, he did not take off his denims, lying on the bed half naked, denims on.
I kissed his dark round nipples and began kissing him on the chest up to the neck upwards. I kissed his cheek. There was a small hint of gin from his mouth, not offensive. In fact, I was excited by it. I grazed his ear and kissed him on the cheek again, but didn’t try the mouth. Wag biglain, relax lang, that would be for later, I thought
The hotel’s television did not have any x rated program but I was prepared. The tablet that I brought with me had a variety of x rated heterosexual films for all kinds of tastes. I opened some, and Will picked what he liked. Teens analysed, the one where the young EUROboy fucks his girl in the ass.
I began grazing my mouth towards the nipples again. Will smelled good, lalake good. The right mix of manly mustiness and good perfume. He had taste. The way he carried his shirt and denims showed he had taste. He smelled arousingly good.
I began going down, licking his umbilical cord, which was amazingly clean and deep. My tongue licked it, circled it, fucked it for a few minutes while my hand caressed the hair that ran from the umbilical cord right down his pubic line. It soon grazed Will’s crotch.
Then I began to stroke his crotch, feel it.
It was getting hard, rock hard. With his denims on, it felt huge.
I kissed his stomach, traveling down his crotch, kissing his crotch from outside the denim. My lips explored his covered penis. Even from outside, I had to open my mouth wide to accommodate its girth. It was more that promising. I couldn’t help but playfully bite his member from outside, smelling it.
My hands struggled to remove his belt and unbutton his pants. Will firmly moved my hands so he could unbutton his denim. I could have imagined that Will’s dick was pulsating from within. I could not contain my excitement but tried to hide it.
At last it was out. The dickhead was huge red pulsating mushroom, its diameter definitely bigger than the thick shaft. It was an amazingly beautiful, angry long and thick cock. I wanted to take a picture of it but I did not. I didn’t want to scare him away.
My difficulty opening my mouth to accommodate the shaft while his tool was encased inside his denims worsened when he had freed his penis. The dickhead was monstrously huge. I had to summon the limits of my mouth’s and lips’ elasticity just to try to get it inside. Itutuloy