His eyes glitter lustfully and his pupils dilate as he licks his lips. He comes in, pauses and seems slightly astonished, then grins suggestively. Gay sex My legs come to rest on his shoulders. He pulls my underpants down and off. He massages my prostate and I moan into Elias’ mouth. I seem to be floating. The tea is still on the table when the door is unlocked. His throbbing hardness now calls for catharsis. After all, I still only wear one textile piece. I am his entree, his main menu and his dessert at the same time. “Where are you, darling?” calls he. He lets his index finger slide into my mouth, which I suck and lick, oblivious to myself. Irresistible. Off to Elias in the shower for another snack, I smile in anticipation.Footnote: limba is Romanian for “tongue”, but it isn’t possible with my keyboard to mark it with the correct accent. In quick succession we climax. His scream is choked and my breath is choppy.
