Disclaimer: This is a fantasy M/M encounter between two consenting adults. If this sort of thing offends you, please respect your limits and read no further. Though the characters in this story are based upon real persons, it is entirely fictional for purposes of fantasy only. In no way does it reflect the characters of any real persons, nor does it intend to demean or disrespect them in any way.
Thank you, I hope you enjoy.
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Nicolas & Nathan - Part 1
"Aarghh, Faaaarckkk!!!" Nathan groaned as he unloaded a thick dose of white baby cream into Nicolas' open mouth.
The pert bodied Nicolas Fairford had gotten up early and was dressing himself - exquisitely as always - in a black, silky finish, button up shirt, along with beige casual trousers, and the perfect brown leather belt completing his getup. He had just finished his daily face cleansing routine, and perfectly manicured his hair into his trademark curtains of perfectly hanging dark hair with tasteful highlights. His skin glowing, and lips sheening as always completed the image of the perfect young gentleman, that he had cultivated with much effort over all these years.
He had been preparing for a vlog in the luxury Mexican hotel that he and his boyfriend Nathan were staying at. Nathan had excused himself from appearing in this particular vlog, having some work to attend to later that day and so planned to have a lie in that early morning - but had been woken up by Nicolas' movements around their spacious hotel room. He had gotten up to use the bathroom, but upon returning to the bed, the sight of his boyfriend as he readied himself for his day, looking casually smart and professional, face gleaming as he stared into the mirror, his pert bottom filling out those beige bottoms so wonderfully.... all this had made Nathan's girthy member swell up with lusty desire.
His knob popped through the open white bathrobe he was wearing, standing to attention, and begging its owner for attention. The plump purply head shone as Nathan's hand instinctively rubbed his foreskin back and forth over it. The pleasurable sensations rippled through Nathan's body, as he stepped ever closer to Nicolas, whose attention was still on perfecting himself before the mirror.
As he got ever closer, Nathan let out a low, gruff moan, and his cock brushed ever so slightly against Nicolas' trouser covered bottom. Nicolas turned to see what had disrupted him, and was about to speak, when he realised what it was. His hunky boyfriend. And his cock. His fat, erect cock. Nathan said nothing, just looking deep into Nicolas' eyes. He was horned, and needed relief. Now.
Nathan knew he didn't need to say anything. Nicolas, despite his prim and proper demeanour, such an exquisite gentleman in front of the camera, was in fact a cockwhore. He loved cock, and he lived for it. He needed no words, no urging, no invitation. Instead in a heartbeat dropping to his knees in front of his boyfriend, and greedily opening his pink glossy lips to take in Nathan's engorged cockhead. He savoured its morning taste and caressed it with his lips and tongue, his eyes closing and rolling back in his head as he submitted to the lust within him. He opened up and went further down on Nathan's shaft, loving its thick leathery skin and the way its girth filled his mouth until it was poking the roof and back of his throat. Nicolas moaned as he worked his way up and down on the perfect shaft. He knew at this moment he was a slut in heat, a slave to the cock he was now in worship of. Up and down, up and down, up and down. Slobber and saliva filled his mouth, mixing with Nathan's precum, slowly dripping out from the sides of Nicolas's slutty mouth, and dripping down in long strands onto the carpet beneath them.
Nathan moaned further, and his large hand skillfully grabbed the back of Nicolas' head, guiding it firmly as it bobbed up and down on his meaty member. Knowing Nicolas' cocksucking skills well by now, he grabbed the back of his head firmly, and pushed his meat deep, deep, deeper still... Nicolas' eyes popped out, realising what his boyfriend wanted, and opened up his throat as he had done many a time before, Nathan's shaft pushing through into his airhole. So tight and wonderful. Cock was now more important than air. Nathan held him there, and tears began to form in Nicolas' eyes. He tested himself for how long he could hold it there, knowing in that moment he had become little more than a recepticle for cock, his needs now entirely secondary to his boyfriend's manly lust. Nicolas began to gag, but Nathan held him there longer still, and as Nicolas began to choke, he giggled to himself, before finally relenting and letting Nicolas come up for air.
Nicolas gasped for oxygen as he was let free, but as soon as air hit his lungs again, he looked up at his boyfriend, tears in his eyes, and a mix of mouth saliva and thick throat gunge, dripping from his lips, and realised he still had a job left to finish. He pounced forward like a wild animal on its prey, grabbing his boyfriend's cock with his hand and greedily slobbering over it, working it over up and down and an even greater and more actioned pace, knowing and needing the cum he knew was now not far away. He became even more deranged and his hair more and more disheveled as he greedily and now increasingly noisily worked his mouth and throat over Nathan's cock. Anybody passing by outside their door now would have surely known what was going on inside from the rhythmic slobber and gag sounds emanating from their actions. A lust filled male couple, one on his knees in greed and lust, with cock in hand and mouth.
Nathan could feel himself getting ever closer. Nicolas was playing the part of a cocksucking whore that they both secretly knew he was to a tee, and doing a real job on him. Nathan started to moan, and the moans got louder and louder as that stirring feeling of a deep morning orgasm got closer and closer. He again grabbed Nicolas' head, this time forcefully and without any of the grace or control of previously, as he began to actively thrust his hips and forced his cock again into his boyfriend's opening, willing throat. He held him there and fucked his mouth like it was a nothing but cheap pussy opening, and the moans and glug sounds filled the room.
At that Nathan let out a long and gluttoral moan "Aaarrrghhh.... you.... perfect..... cocksucking... whore!!" And he pulled out just at the right moment, as his cock exploded. Thick waves of thick white cream shot out onto his boyfriend's pretty little face. Nicolas savoured what he could, tasting what entered his mouth, and loving the warm feeling of the thick spooge on his skin as it lay on his face and dripped slowly down, marking Nicolas as Nathan's property in that very moment.
Nathan held his cock, and squeezed the last drops of cum out of it, making sure they landed on Nicolas' face beneath, finally slapping amd wiping his cock off on Nicolas' forehead, and leaving him there on his knees, face and hair full of thick cum, before staggering back into their bed, spent by this unexpected morning release.
As Nicolas kneeled there, thinking of what had just happened, trying to lick and eat what cum he could from his face, a thick splooge of the manly juice dropped down onto his black button up shirt, and leaving an unmistakable cum stain on his clothing...