Fucks echoed through the Brazilian night as I ravaged Rafael’s tight, hairy ass with my cock. We were in a dingy, porn-filled apartment, surrounded by the echoes of our lust and the stench of raw sex. My dick, swollen with desire, pounded into his willing body, threatening to burst from the intensity of our union.
Rafael’s eyes rolled back as I gripped his hips, driving my penis deeper, harder. His moans turned to grunts, and I could feel him straining against me, urging me on with every fuck. I was a beast, and he was my willing prey, surrendering to the relentless rhythm of our lovemaking.
As I paused to catch my breath, Rafael dropped to his knees, his mouth watering for a taste of my cock. He wrapped his lips around me, his tongue dancing along the underside as he sucked me off with an expertise that left me gasping. The sensation was electric, and I felt myself on the verge of coming undone.
But I didn’t want to end it there. I wanted to savor every blowjob, every oral sex session, until we were both spent and exhausted from our porn-like passion. So I pulled him up, my hand guiding his mouth to mine for a deep, hungry kiss that left us both breathless.
And then, with one final, brutal thrust, I came, my dick spilling its load into Rafael’s willing body as we collapsed together in a sweaty heap of gay, raw, and unapologetic lust. The city outside might have been quiet, but the only sound that mattered was our ragged breathing and the soft, contented sighs that followed our fucks.
