[ maybe keith ought to have taken his pants off completely. turns out having his pants and boxers twisted around his knees is a great way to get tangled up. ass more or less forcibly plonked down on the chair behind him, the next few seconds passes in a blissfully thought empty haze. his dick throbs amazingly in the afterglow and keith can't stop staring at it all shined up in a mixture of spit and cum like he's never seen a cock before. he brushes the slit, half stupefied in awe as his fingers come away wet and streaked.
as the subtle noises on the other side of the door come to stop, keith likewise manages to catch himself from sticking his fingers in his mouth. stilll breathing hard, he shifts forward on the seat and finally kicks off his shoes ... and then catches himself yet again. what pirpose does taking off his clothes serve now exactly? mind adrift and confused, he watches as his view through the hole changes and mystery guy opens his lips and presents his mouth yet again, now clean of his cum. keith lets out a low groan as he slips out of the chair, forgets all sense of what he's supposed to be doing here and presses his own mouth to the other side of the door. their lips won't touch like this, but he swipes his tongue desperate for a taste and shivers when their tongues brush.
it's brief, it's strangely sweet and keith groans beofre pulling away to paw at his bag to fetch the mouthwash. tiny bottle in hand, he raps at the door and waits for mystery guy to back away before pushing it through. ]
listen, i don't have a problem i can quit any time
as the subtle noises on the other side of the door come to stop, keith likewise manages to catch himself from sticking his fingers in his mouth. stilll breathing hard, he shifts forward on the seat and finally kicks off his shoes ... and then catches himself yet again. what pirpose does taking off his clothes serve now exactly? mind adrift and confused, he watches as his view through the hole changes and mystery guy opens his lips and presents his mouth yet again, now clean of his cum. keith lets out a low groan as he slips out of the chair, forgets all sense of what he's supposed to be doing here and presses his own mouth to the other side of the door. their lips won't touch like this, but he swipes his tongue desperate for a taste and shivers when their tongues brush.
it's brief, it's strangely sweet and keith groans beofre pulling away to paw at his bag to fetch the mouthwash. tiny bottle in hand, he raps at the door and waits for mystery guy to back away before pushing it through. ]