I met Rafael in a Rio de Janeiro porn studio, where we both had auditions for a new production. He was a stunning Brazilian bottom with an uncut cock that seemed to stretch on forever, and I was struck by his piercing brown eyes as he sucked in his plump lips.
The director announced my scene first, so I watched from the shadows as Rafael got fucked by a beautiful white woman. Her long, blonde hair cascaded down her back like a golden waterfall, and her big tits bounced with each thrust of his dick into her wet pussy. I could almost smell the sweat and sex in the air, and my cock responded with an eager twitch.
When it was finally my turn, Rafael’s eyes locked onto mine, filled with a hungry intensity that made my heart race. He dropped to his knees, and before I knew what was happening, he took my entire length into his mouth. His warm, wet lips enveloped my dick, and I felt the suction of his tongue as it danced around the head of my cock.
Rafael’s hands grasped my ass, pulling me deeper into the scorching heat of his mouth, and I let out a raw groan. The director yelled “cut!” but I was too far gone, lost in the sensation of Rafael’s blowjob, the taste of his lips on my skin, and the way his cocky grin seemed to say, “I’m going to make you come like never before.”
I pumped my hips, releasing a torrent of cum down Rafael’s eager throat. He swallowed every drop, his eyes never leaving mine, as if savoring the taste of my release. In that moment, our bodies connected in a raw, primal way, and I knew this was just the beginning of our dirty, gay affair.
