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Me and the boyfriend, Kyle, are on a road trip. Not the corny kind, like the ones you see in movies. I doubt we’ll be having any sort of huge learning curves during our time on the road. We’d just left our home state last night after a couple of hours of driving. It was kinda late, and we’d left in a hurry to get away from the somewhat… homophobic parents. We’d said we’d go to Hawaii, but whether that’s where we’ll end up, I have no idea.

Too tired to keep driving, and with Kyle not having learnt to drive, we pull over at a sort of cheapish motel and book a room for the night. We don’t do much other than cuddle and sleep that night, though I’m sure if I’d been more awake, I might’ve been up for a little late night fun.

That said, if he’d wanted it, I would hardly have argued. I’ve always been pretty submissive, sexually, and I always bottomed for my last boyfriend, but that was about as far as it went. Kyle on the other hand… he seemed to enjoy me being so submissive a lot more than my ex.

And that shows the next morning.

“Morning, gorgeous,” he smiles, kissing me as I open my eyes. I just moan sleepily in response, kissing back as best I can while I’m still half dead to the world. He waits with me while I wake up a little more, putting his arm around me when I cuddle up to him, not really wanting to get out of bed. After a while, he announces to me that he’s gonna have a shower, and doesn’t wait for me to reply before getting out of bed and fucking off to shower.

Groaning, I roll onto my back and lie there in bed, waiting for him to come back. Usually, I’d go in with him, but I seriously doubt my ability to do more than just stand bağdatcaddesi escort there and lean on him.

“Thought you would’ve come with me,” he says, walking back in with a towel wrapped around his waist. I shrug, yawning. I stretch out, smiling as he strokes my cheek. “That said, you’re welcome to join me, if you don’t mind having another shower,” I chuckle a little, getting up and stripping kinda slowly as he pretends to think about it. I smile a little, feeling his eyes on me as I get down to just my boxers. “Coming?” I ask, earning myself a small smirk.

I flash him a sort of ‘come get me’ looks as he gets up, before walking into the bathroom, deliberately swaying my hips a little in an almost girlish walk. He comes and gets me alright, hugging me from behind in the shower, his already semi-hard dick pushing against the small of my back. I hum, pressing myself back against him as he slides his hands down to my hips. I turn as he lets out a hum of his own, hugging his waist and smiling when he kisses my nose.

I put my hands on his hips and he squeezes my ass a little, kissing my head as I rest it on his shoulder. I hum and grope his ass a little, making him chuckle. I grin at him, kissing back a little harder when he kisses me. He doesn’t quite match it, and I figure I might as well have a little fun with it while I’m here, even though we both know that I won’t be the one topping. That is, if he even lets me have sex with him. Sometimes, he just teases me, just because he knows I won’t do anything about it except complain if he doesn’t let me cum.

He hums as I grope him properly, biting down on his lip as I tease beykoz escort him, slipping my hand around into his ass crack and making like I’m about to finger fuck him. Which I don’t. He tuts at me.

“You tease.”

“Just thought I’d give you a taste of your own medicine.” He pouts and I giggle a little.

“Meanie,” he says.

“You’re welcome to top instead, if you’d like,” I murmur in his ear, nibbling at the lobe a little.

He chuckles, “Would you expect any less from me?” I tease him some more with a smile on my face, ignoring when he gives me a teeny growl.

He pins me up against the cold tiles, forcing a little gasp from me as the contrast in temperature shocks my nerve endings. I respond to the smirk he flashes me with a submissive face, looking up at him from under my lashes as best I can, given that we’re roughly the same height. He pushes his lips against mine hard, taking my cock in his hand and roughly fondling me when I don’t quite match the pressure. I hold back a moan as he teases me, jerking me off for a few seconds, and then stopping. He keeps it up for a couple of minutes until I give him the needy moan that he’s been waiting for.

He flips me over, so I’m facing the wall and I hum, letting out another moan as he stretches me. He kisses my shoulder as he lubes up as best he can with his spit, but I barely feel his lips, concentrating more on relaxing my ass enough for him to enter me.

Normally he would start off pretty gentle, before slowly working up to a good, hard fuck. Today, there’s barely any build up to that, almost like he’s trying to teach me a lesson — don’t try to dominate the caddebostan escort guy who is effectively your dom. I try to hold back my loud moans as his pelvis slaps against my ass, but it’s kinda useless and soon all I can hear is the sound of him fucking me, the shower running, and my begging for release.

He keeps his hands on my hips, though, squeezing hard enough that I’m sure it’ll leave a mark for a couple of hours after. I groan, frustrated as he refuses to touch my cock, letting out a whine when he grabs my wrists, holding them up above my head just to make sure I don’t try to get myself off.

My dick throbs and begins to ache as I try to push it up against something — anything — to push me over the edge, but the bastard has me angled too far away from the wall and there’s nothing else to use to help myself. I moan helplessly, bucking back against him into every thrust to try and get him to his own edge faster so that he might decide to let me cum.

He moves my wrists into the grip of one hand, pulling on my hair with the other as he begins to throb within me. I feel a gasp escape me as he tugs a little harder, pumping his load into me. He chuckles a little as I let out a low moan, realising that I’m probably gonna be teased all day now.

He reaches over and turns the water off, pulling me out of the shower, his cock still buried within me, and hard. I groan quietly at the sensation of him still moving within me as he dries us both off, his hand still around my wrists. He kisses my neck, making me tilt my head so he can reach better. I know the hickey’s coming before he even does it, yet I still complain a little when I feel him latch onto my skin. He just laughs quietly and pulls out of me, pushing my boxers into my hand.

I feel a small part of myself revel in the feeling of his sticky cum oozing out of my hole as I pull them on and smile to myself a little. Looks like this is gonna be an interesting day.

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