David Mason - City Living : The NSFW Parts (David X Thomas 4)

David was at Dr. Fox's office for his weekly appointment.

- "Hello, Mr. Mason. How are you this week?" the sexologist asked.

- "Exhausted. I'm going to lie down today if you don't mind. And you can call me David. Mr. Mason sounds so impersonal as I talk to you about my sexuality."

- "Suit yourself, David. And of course you can call me Alec if it makes you more comfortable. So, tell me why you're exhausted?"

- "Mostly because of work. And I'm not sleeping well. Something happened on my last date with Thomas. Something that's been bothering me a lot." explained David.

- "The repairman, right? What bothered you on your date with him?" Dr. Fox questioned.

David began to explain to Dr. Fox about his date with Thomas.

- "Well, we were at the art gallery and we had a great time together. I was feeling good, happy even. We were on the top floor, in the tapestry room, you know. And there was nobody around. We were alone. We sat on a bench and started talking. He's more educated than I thought. And he looked so sexy in his black tank top.

At one point, he complained that he was hot. Of course, I made a pun about it and we started flirting.

I was feeling more and more aroused. I walked over to him and started whispering sweet nothings to him. He giggled like a teen told me that I was turning him on.

I suggested that if he was hot, he should take off his tank top. And we bickered while I tried to force it off him. I wasn't really serious, I just wanted to mess with him a little. We were laughing but he said that someone might come along and that we shouldn't play that kind of game because he wasn't sure he could control himself. I told him that I had already lost control. He burst out laughing.

But I stopped teasing him. He wrapped his arm around me and put his hand on my butt. I put one of my hands on his thigh and gently brushed it. We looked at each other. We had one of those intense eye contacts, you know. We were both quiet, just gazing into each other's eyes, but I felt like we were... connected. In osmosis.

And we kissed. A passionate kiss, lying on the bench. I was on top of him and he was hugging me tightly. We were grinding against each other. I could feel that he was hard, even through our jeans. It's not like he could easily hide it anyway, he has such a big dick. Our kiss was getting hotter and hotter. I put my hand under his shirt and caressed his stomach and torso, pulling up his tank top. I was so sexually and... emotionally aroused.

Then Thomas made me stop kissing him, and he whispered to me:

- 'Fuck! You're driving me crazy! I want you so bad. I want to be inside you.'

I replied that I wanted to feel him inside me too. More than anything. And honestly, that's all I wanted at that point.

He tightened his grip and sat us down. I had my legs around his hips and we kissed passionately again. He was holding me tight against him, undulating his pelvis against my buttocks to make me feel how hard he was and how much he wanted to be inside me.

Then Thomas stood up. He held me close and carried me to the large bay window at the back of the room. He told me he was going to fuck me against that window.

When we got to the window, Thomas put me down and pinned me against the window and kissed me hard.

That's when I saw him come into the room. There was this guy watching us make out. He stood at the other end of the room but I could see he had a smirk on his face. And he quickly fiddled with his package and started touching himself. He was very sexy. Dark hair, dark eyes, dark skin, tall and muscular. It turned me on even more that he was watching us.

So I pulled my pants down to under my butt, turned around and started rubbing my bare ass against Thomas' bulge. He didn't realize that someone was looking at us.

Then Thomas knelt down and ate my ass. He fucked my hole with his tongue, licking it, spitting on it, fingering me and spanking my ass from time to time. This made me moan loudly. I could hear the reverberation of my moans in that big room. I couldn't see the guy anymore, but I knew he must be enjoying the show.

Thomas stood up, turned me to face him and pulled his pants down to his ankles. His throbbing cock was hard as steel and leaking precum onto the floor. I had never seen Thomas so horny. He made me kneel down and shoved his cock down my throat. He started to fuck my mouth. I loved that he was so bossy.

While I was getting face fucked, I could see the guy again out of the corner of my eye. He was now with his pants on his ankles too, jerking his fat cock around as he watched us.

Then Thomas ordered me to get up, turned me around and slammed me against the window again. He slammed his cock dripping with my saliva onto my hole still wet from his previous ass eating. He spat on his cock and shoved it up my ass in one thrust. This was the first time we'd done it without lube, but that was no problem. I guess my ass is used to his huge cock now.

Anyway, as he pounded my ass, I could see the guy across the room stroking his cock faster. He had taken his pants off completely. I don't know where it was, probably behind the bench. We kept looking at each other while Thomas fucked me hard. He still had no idea there was another guy in the room. He was completely focused on me.

The guy was jerking off faster and faster. He was about to cum, even though he was completely silent. He was just looking at me intensely.

Thomas told me he was going to cum too and I encouraged him. I encouraged him to cum inside me, loud and clear, so the guy across the room could hear me too. I wanted him to cum too.

And it worked. The guy started cumming heavily, shooting loads and loads of jizz all over the floor. It was so hot to see him do that. And with Thomas fucking my ass, it made me cum in my pants. I moaned loudly and called out that I was cumming.

Then it was Thomas' turn to cum. He spurted ropes and ropes of hot cum into my hole. It seemed like it would never end. Thomas was panting heavily.

I looked at the guy again while Thomas was cumming inside me, and I saw the guy give me a thumbs up to tell me how much he had enjoyed the show. Then he grabbed his pants from behind the bench and pulled them on, along with his shoes.

Thomas was still inside me, out of breath. He told me how much he had enjoyed our fucking. That I was the best. I saw the guy leave the room. Thomas never saw him and I didn't say anything to him after all that. I was embarrassed that I had taken so much pleasure in being peeped at by this guy while Thomas fucked me."