Late night. Hallway dim, single bulb flickering. Barefoot steps echo soft. Door cracks open. Noli’s smirk greets me. Young, ripped abs under tight tee. ‘Come in,’ he whispers. Eyes lock. Heat rises.
Aureto behind him, older, lean. Neck kiss vibe already. Roves lounges on couch, cigarette glow, hand on crotch. Calm predator. ‘Neighbors know?’ I mutter. They shrug. ‘They’re asleep.’ Balcony door ajar, streetlight filters through blinds.
The Contact
Noli’s shirt off first. Shoulders firm, chest smooth. Thumb presses my lips. I suck it slow. Heart pounds. Parquet creaks under shift. Aureto’s breath hot on neck, hips grind bulge against ass. Roves watches, drags smoke. Tension thick.
Belt unbuckles quiet. Jeans drop. Noli’s cock springs, thick, veined. Straight up, nervous twitch. I kneel. Floor cold. Light seeps under neighbor’s door. Muffled TV hum next wall.
Roves stands. Touches skin. Electric jolt. Gut clenches, pussy… cock twitches hard. Noli’s fingers tangle hair, guide mouth down.
Aureto unzips me from back. Jeans pool ankles. Fingers graze wet hole, slick with lube already? No, his spit. Fasses spread. Cold air hits.
The Indiscretion
Mouth full of Noli. Salty pre-cum coats tongue. Suck deep, jaw stretches. Gland flares, frenulum laps. He groans low. ‘Shh,’ Roves hisses. Blinds rattle faint breeze.
Aureto presses in. Rugby ball thick. Gel cold splash, then burn-stretch. ‘Fuck,’ I choke around cock. He grips love handles, thrusts slow. Inches claim ass. Full, no escape. Prostate sparks fireworks.
Roves caresses nape. Weak spot. Melts me. Hand pinches right tit, rolls nipple. Grabs magnetic clamps? Sharp bite. Pain-pleasure spike. ‘My queen,’ gravel voice purrs. Dirty king.
The Indiscretion
Noli hips buck. Fingers ear outlines tender. Pumps throat. Eyes water, stare up. Shame-hot. Ass claps soft against Aureto. 18cm glide, fire builds. ‘Little slut,’ Aureto chuckles low. Compliment in tone.
Roves strips. Heavy cock dangles earthward. Kisses steal breath. Noli nears edge. Press head down. Flood hits. Thick ropes, salty glue. Swallow or choke. Do both. Cough quiet.
Noli pulls out, forehead kiss. ‘Good boy.’ Joint lights, haze fills room. Aureto pauses, hands roam back. Roves ready, swaps? Not yet. Tits throb clamped. Cum sticky lips.
Creak. Footstep outside? Freeze. Hold breath. Nothing. Resume. Ass reclaims rhythm. Moans muffled hand.
The Silence
Spent. Collant mess. Wipe tee. Clothes scramble. Balcony shadows hide exit.
Slip hallway. Heart thuds chest. Stairs creak under tiptoe. Neighbor door opens–old lady, yawning. Eyes down. ‘Night,’ mumble. No clue.
Home. Door clicks shut. Knees weak. Secret burns sweet. Replay every thrust, swallow, clamp pinch. Neighbors sleep oblivious. Thrill lingers. More tomorrow?