Soapy ginger jerk off’s bathroom antics left me aching for more of that juicy cock. I pushed open the door, my eyes locking onto his pert ass as he balanced on the toilet, dick dangling in mid-air. The steam from the shower enveloped us, mingling with the musk of sweat and desire.
“Get over here, babe,” he growled, his voice husky with need. “I’ve got a treat for you.”
His hand wrapped around his cock, stroking it with a rhythm that had me drooling like a porn star in a gay porn film. The visual feast before me was too much to resist – the way his ginger-hued skin glowed under the bathroom’s fluorescent lights, the veins bulging beneath his smooth surface as he pumped himself faster.
I stumbled closer, my dick throbbing with anticipation. “Suck it,” I whispered, my lips parched for that cock, craving the sensation of its velvety softness on my tongue.
He obliged, guiding me into a deep, sloppy blowjob that left me gasping for air. His grunts and groans resonated through the small space, fueling my desire to suck, lick, and worship every inch of his penis. The suction was intense, drawing out moans from both of us as we devoured each other in this steamy, sexually charged world.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” he panted, his hand still pumping furiously as I continued to swallow his cock whole with my mouth.
I felt his warm semen fill my mouth, the salty taste a reminder that our raw, gay desire had just reached its climax. As we both rode out the aftershocks of our intense oral sex, I knew this wasn’t the last time Soapy ginger jerk off and I would find ourselves in this bathroom, lost in the erotic world of cock and blowjobs.
