Heart pounding, I climb the stairs to Jean’s second-floor apartment. I arranged this. Found a guy online to film us fucking. No faces, just the dirty action. Curiosity mixes with nerves. Pulse races higher with each step.
I ring. Door swings open. Jean grins ear to ear. ‘Ready to make your fantasy real, naughty boy?’ I bite my lip, nod. Step inside. His hands attack instantly. Grabbing my ass. Stroking my belly. Tweaking my nipples through my shirt. Hot kisses on my neck. I melt. Eyes shut tight.
The Thrill Builds
He unbuttons me fast. Shirt open. Pants drop to my ankles. ‘Shoes off.’ I bend over. Feel him grind his pants against my ass. No underwear, I know it. His cock throbs through the fabric. Kick off shoes. Pants gone. Straighten up. Boom—cameraman at hallway end. Lens locked on me. Shocked, but no time to react.
Jean’s hands roam my abs. Fingers roll my hardening nipples. Nibbles my ear. Keeps grinding. Pushes me toward the bedroom. Cameraman trails close. In the room, Jean yanks off his tee. Pants drop. Thick cock presses my briefs. Fuck, I love it. He rips them down. Shoves me onto the bed. Sitting, then flat on my back. Deep, hungry kiss. Tongue wrestling.
His hands grab my legs. Lifts them high. Cock slides under my ass. Slow, teasing strokes along my crack. Lost in it. Forget the camera. Pure heat. He sits me up. Guides his fat dick to my mouth. Hand in my hair. Forces it deep. Gagging, but I suck hard. Quick bobs. Tongue swirls the head. Hand on his balls. He moans loud—for the lens. I amp it up. Deep throating. Lips tight. Showing off my slut skills.
Pulls out. Guzzles my mouth in approval. ‘Camera’s got you hot, huh?’ Damn right. ‘On your back.’ He spoons me. Cock rubs my thigh. Brushes my balls. Finger dives into my ass crack. Knows what’s coming. Grabs lube. Coats my hole. One finger circles in. Then two. Slow twists. I groan. On my back now. Legs up. Third finger stretches me wide. Condom on his shaft. Lubes the tip. Positions. Presses against my hole.
Raw Passion Unleashed
Slow push. Teeth clenched. He sinks balls-deep. Pauses. ‘Good?’ Yeah. Starts thrusting. Long, deep strokes. Out almost all the way. Back in. Eyes shut. Moans escape. Legs pinned high. Imagine the shot: my hole swallowing his cock. Heat builds. Hips buck. He pounds steady. Pure bliss.
Slows. Pulls out. ‘Doggy. Knees up.’ Ass high. Back arched. Mirror shows cameraman zooming my puckered hole. Jean grips hips. Slams home. One brutal thrust. Fills me. Stands over, legs wide. Hammers hard. Each slap echoes. Grits out, ‘Love my cock stuffing your ass?’ Fuck yes. Cries turn screams. Body shakes. Submitted totally. Ass burns after fifteen minutes. He speeds up. Crashes deep. Roars cumming. Fills the condom.
Pulls me back onto his lap. Cock still buried. Jerks my throbbing dick. Kisses my neck. I explode. Ropes of cum splatter the sheets. Collapse against him. Eyes open. Cameraman’s bulge strains his pants.
‘He filmed it all perfect. Reward him?’ I nod. He approaches. Unzip. Long, thin cock springs out. I suck eagerly. Deep, sloppy. He groans. Grabs his balls. Strokes the shaft. He erupts on my chest. Still rolling tape. Pro.
Reality crashes back. Dressed, I leave. Secret safe. But pixels capture my dirtiest thrill. Oozing forbidden rush. Craving the replay.