DON'T PULL IT OUT @pabscharms moved to Scotland a while bac..
🕑 Added 2025-02-02 11:00:05 +0000 UTC
DON'T PULL IT OUT @pabscharms moved to Scotland a while back, and somewhere along the way, dude figured out he liked guys. No big deal. He wasnât out there hiding it either. Missed out on some shit when he was younger, but now? He was making damn sure he got his fill. We crossed paths at Pride in Madrid, the city buzzing with heat, sweat, and that wild, anything-goes energy. His grin was cocky as hell, like he knew he was about to wreck me, and I wasnât mad about it. Honestly, I was feeling the exact same thing. Shit escalated fast. We didnât waste time playing gamesâstraight to his room, clothes flying off before we even closed the door. It was sweltering outside, like 35°C easy, but inside? Inside, it was fucking burning up. Pablo stripped down fast, revealing every damn inch of his tan, tattoo-covered body. Man was built, ink running all over his body making me want to find out where those lines ended. Then I saw itâhim. His dick, hanging heavy between his legs, thick as hell, not even hard yet. I could feel my mouth go dry, and then immediately water, cause fuck, I wanted it. All of it. The way he looked at me, like he knew exactly what I was thinking, just made me hungrier. He grabbed my face and kissed me hard, like he was trying to eat me alive, but my attention? It kept drifting lower. I dropped down, not even waiting for him to ask, and took him in my mouth, feeling him swell up, growing thicker, harder, until I could barely fit him in. It was a challenge, but shit, I wasnât about to back down. Next thing I knew, he had me pinned to the bed, my legs spread, and I was already dripping, ready for him. When he pushed inside, fuck, it was like he was splitting me open. That cock stretched me out in the best way, and I couldnât stop the moan that ripped out of my throat. He filled me up like no one else had, and I was hooked. He started fucking me hard, his hips slamming into me, each thrust deeper than the last, like he was determined to fuck me into the mattress. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixed with the grunts and gasps that escaped both of us. He had me bent in ways I didnât even know I could handle, and all I could do was hold on for dear life, trying to keep up. The way he pounded into me, the way his cock stretched me with every thrustâit was almost too much, but fuck, I wanted more. I could feel it building inside me, the pressure, the heat, the way my body wrapped around him, pulling him deeper. I didnât want him to stop. I didnât want him to pull out until heâd completely wrecked me. I couldnât hold it in any longer. I gasped, Donât fucking pull out, barely able to catch my breath between the brutal rhythm he set. His eyes locked on mine, and he smirkedâlike he knew he had me exactly where he wanted me. He kept pounding, harder, faster, until I was seeing stars. When we finally came, he stayed buried deep inside me, just like I wanted. Just like we both fucking needed. https://OnlyFans.com/itsmarcorush https://OnlyFans.com/pabscharms NO LO SAQUES @pabscharms se mudĂł a Escocia hace un tiempo, y en algĂșn punto se dio cuenta de que le molaban los tĂos. Sin vergĂŒenza, ni pollas. No lo pudo explorar antes, pero ahora, estaba recuperando todo lo que no viviĂł. Nos cruzamos en el Orgullo de Madrid, con el ambiente cargado de calor, sudor y esa energĂa salvaje que te enciende. Su sonrisa era chula, de esas que te dicen que te va a reventar, y yo estaba totalmente en las mismas. Todo fue rĂĄpido. No nos pusimos a jugar ni nada, fuimos directos a su habitaciĂłn, tirando la ropa al suelo antes de cerrar la puerta. Fuera hacĂa un calor brutal, como 35°C o mĂĄs, pero dentro... Dentro estĂĄbamos que ardĂamos. Pablo se quitĂł la ropa de una, dejando al aire cada centĂmetro de su cuerpo moreno y cubierto de tatuajes. El tĂo estaba fuerte, lleno de tinta que le bajaba por los brazos, cruzĂĄndole el pecho, perdiĂ©ndose bajo la cintura de sus pantalones. Me morĂa por saber a dĂłnde llevaba todo ese dibujo. Y entonces lo viâĂ©l. Su polla, colgando pesada entre sus piernas, gorda de cojones, y todavĂa ni estaba dura. SentĂ la boca seca y, al mismo tiempo, empezaron a caerme las babas, porque joder, la querĂa. Toda. Ăl me mirĂł como sabiendo perfectamente lo que estaba pasando por mi cabeza, y me calentĂł aĂșn mĂĄs. Me agarrĂł la cara y me besĂł con fuerza, como si quisiera devorarme, pero mi cabeza estaba ya en otra parte. BajĂ© sin esperar ni un segundo, me la metĂ en la boca, y sentĂ cĂłmo crecĂa, haciĂ©ndose mĂĄs dura, mĂĄs gorda, hasta que apenas podĂa con ella. Era una puta bestia, pero no iba a echarme atrĂĄs. En un momento ya me tenĂa tirado en la cama, con las piernas abiertas, y yo ya estaba empapado, deseando que me lo metiera. Cuando empezĂł a entrar, joder, fue como si me partiera en dos. Esa polla me estaba abriendo como nadie antes lo habĂa hecho, y no pude evitar soltar un gemido. Me llenaba tanto que pensĂ© que me iba a desmayar, y ahĂ ya me tenĂa. EmpezĂł a follarme fuerte, sus caderas chocando contra mĂ, cada embestida mĂĄs profunda que la anterior, como si su misiĂłn fuera clavarme en el colchĂłn. Sus manos me apretaban las caderas con fuerza, dejando marcas que iba a sentir al dĂa siguiente. El sonido de la piel chocando, sus jadeos, mis gemidos... todo se mezclaba en el aire. Me tenĂa doblado de formas que ni sabĂa que podĂa aguantar, y yo solo podĂa agarrarme a lo que fuera, intentando seguirle el ritmo. La manera en la que me embestĂa, cĂłmo esa polla me abrĂa con cada movimiento... era demasiado, pero a la vez, necesitaba mĂĄs. PodĂa sentirlo dentro de mĂ, la presiĂłn, el calor, cĂłmo mi cuerpo se ajustaba a Ă©l, queriendo que se hundiera mĂĄs. No querĂa que parara. No querĂa que lo sacara hasta que me dejara roto. No aguantĂ© mĂĄs. JadeĂ©, No lo saques, joder, apenas podĂa respirar entre los movimientos brutales que me estaba dando. Ăl me mirĂł fijamente, con una media sonrisaâcomo si supiera que ya me tenĂa donde querĂa. SiguiĂł follĂĄndome, mĂĄs fuerte, mĂĄs rĂĄpido, hasta que empecĂ© a ver estrellas. Cuando por fin llegamos, se quedĂł dentro de mĂ, exactamente como yo querĂa. Justo como los dos lo necesitĂĄbamos.
