there by himself as Constantin sighed. 'No, alcohol and him do not mix well,' he thought again as the normally modest boy, always hiding his beauty with those horribly large pullovers was removing his shirt and trousers without caring at all of the show he was putting on… 'and a very good one, I can't control myself any longer. Perhaps a little taste won't hurt us.'
Guntram took care of his needs while Constantin searched for some night clothes for him. He washed his face in the marble basin but the haze around his eyes didn't go away, sighing again and muffling a yawn, he stretched his arms and back, like a lazy cat under the sun. He didn't jump when two strong arms grabbed him from behind, and he just lay against the chest that was there, offering his neck to the man slow and languorously caressing his belly, drawing long circles. He closed the eyes to revel in the blessed feeling provided by the lips, softly kissing the side of the neck, the teeth scratching the sensitive skin or playing with his earlobe and the tongue licking his salty sweating, while a strong hand wrapped against his member and with firm moves made him reach his climax in a few minutes.
“Shower,” was the only thing Constantin could utter, pushing him slightly toward the stall, closing the glass door behind them.
Under the warm water, Guntram felt himself more alive and relaxed at the same time as he let the water kiss his skin at the same time Constantin massaged his body. Unable to hold himself any longer, the boy turned around and renewed his kisses with more ardour than before, plundering his lover's mouth with all his energy, making the normally reserved Russian moan when the object of his desire for almost a year rose on his tiptoes to have better access to his mouth, tightening his embrace.
Unexpectedly, Guntram felt the need to repeat what Constantin had done for him and his hand took the fully erect member and jerked it with long moves, enjoying as the man groaned in pleasure. Not truly realising what he was doing, he went to his knees and licked the shaft in front of him several times, his lips only playing with the top, sucking it with force while Constantin put his hands over his temples to encourage him to continue with what he was doing. The tangy taste of the precum was strange for Guntram but it wasn't disgusting as he used to believe and in his dazed state he wanted to do more.
Needing to breath he briefly removed his mouth from the penis but in that moment, Constantin had his own release, staining his face, shocking him a bit, through the dense haze fleeting in front of his eyes.
Fearing that it could have been too much for his angel, Constantin went to his knees and quickly hugged him, while he cleaned his face with tender moves. “That was too much for a first time, my love. Come, let's stop now and go to bed. You're tired and need to rest. We'll speak tomorrow,” he said hugging him tighter and turning off the water.
The man took a big towel and dried Guntram as you would do with a small child, looking very carefully every detail in the youth's slender body. Wrapping them both in towels, he led them to his bed where Guntram took silk pyjamas and put them on without saying a word. He went into bed silently, tucking himself under the covers still shocked at what he had done and with whom he had done it. Embarrassed, he turned around in the bed, trying to escape the man and hide the knot he felt constricting his throat and the tears willing to fall from his eyes.
Constantin immediately felt that something was very wrong with his young lover. Had he overdone it?
After all, the boy had no experience at all and from a few kisses to oral sex in the shower, was an important jump for someone so prejudiced as him. He carefully placed an arm over the tiny waist and spooned his body against the boy's back. “Are you all right, little one? Have I made you feel uncomfortable?” He said as softly as he could.
“No, you did
Guntram took care of his needs while Constantin searched for some night clothes for him. He washed his face in the marble basin but the haze around his eyes didn't go away, sighing again and muffling a yawn, he stretched his arms and back, like a lazy cat under the sun. He didn't jump when two strong arms grabbed him from behind, and he just lay against the chest that was there, offering his neck to the man slow and languorously caressing his belly, drawing long circles. He closed the eyes to revel in the blessed feeling provided by the lips, softly kissing the side of the neck, the teeth scratching the sensitive skin or playing with his earlobe and the tongue licking his salty sweating, while a strong hand wrapped against his member and with firm moves made him reach his climax in a few minutes.
“Shower,” was the only thing Constantin could utter, pushing him slightly toward the stall, closing the glass door behind them.
Under the warm water, Guntram felt himself more alive and relaxed at the same time as he let the water kiss his skin at the same time Constantin massaged his body. Unable to hold himself any longer, the boy turned around and renewed his kisses with more ardour than before, plundering his lover's mouth with all his energy, making the normally reserved Russian moan when the object of his desire for almost a year rose on his tiptoes to have better access to his mouth, tightening his embrace.
Unexpectedly, Guntram felt the need to repeat what Constantin had done for him and his hand took the fully erect member and jerked it with long moves, enjoying as the man groaned in pleasure. Not truly realising what he was doing, he went to his knees and licked the shaft in front of him several times, his lips only playing with the top, sucking it with force while Constantin put his hands over his temples to encourage him to continue with what he was doing. The tangy taste of the precum was strange for Guntram but it wasn't disgusting as he used to believe and in his dazed state he wanted to do more.
Needing to breath he briefly removed his mouth from the penis but in that moment, Constantin had his own release, staining his face, shocking him a bit, through the dense haze fleeting in front of his eyes.
Fearing that it could have been too much for his angel, Constantin went to his knees and quickly hugged him, while he cleaned his face with tender moves. “That was too much for a first time, my love. Come, let's stop now and go to bed. You're tired and need to rest. We'll speak tomorrow,” he said hugging him tighter and turning off the water.
The man took a big towel and dried Guntram as you would do with a small child, looking very carefully every detail in the youth's slender body. Wrapping them both in towels, he led them to his bed where Guntram took silk pyjamas and put them on without saying a word. He went into bed silently, tucking himself under the covers still shocked at what he had done and with whom he had done it. Embarrassed, he turned around in the bed, trying to escape the man and hide the knot he felt constricting his throat and the tears willing to fall from his eyes.
Constantin immediately felt that something was very wrong with his young lover. Had he overdone it?
After all, the boy had no experience at all and from a few kisses to oral sex in the shower, was an important jump for someone so prejudiced as him. He carefully placed an arm over the tiny waist and spooned his body against the boy's back. “Are you all right, little one? Have I made you feel uncomfortable?” He said as softly as he could.
“No, you did
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