Alejandro's Love Pad

Deshawn drove a block and pulled into an apartment complex. Alejandro's place was sparsely furnished, which turned out to be a good thing because as soon as you were inside the apartment, Deshawn threw you up against the wall and roughly kissed you. As you kissed, you and Deshawn peeled off your paintball gear until you were in your underwear. Deshawn slammed you against the wall again and pinned your arms above your head with one hand. He pressed his body against yours and wrapped his other hand around your neck.

Rough it is.

You wrestled yourself free and lifted Deshawn off the ground.

"You are going to have to do better than that if you want to call the shots."

Deshawn wrapped his legs around your waist and arms around your neck. You carried him over to the kitchen counter, pushed everything off, and set him on the counter.

You are a lot stronger than you look."

Pulling down Deshawn's underwear, you released his cock. It was long, but not too thick. You pushed Deshawn onto his back and took his cock in your mouth. It had a robust taste; the sweat from battle mixed with his natural musk was like ambrosia.

"Damn you are sucking on my cock like a pro, got me rock hard in under a minute. What is it about you? Ever since I kissed you the other day, I continue to taste you on my lips. My whole body starts to hum when we touch. Oh shit, you're deep-throating me."

Deshawn tried to grab your head, but you pushed his hand away. He wrapped his legs around your head and squeezed.

"You like swinging on my cock. Get it all wet and ready. I am going to wreck your ass while you scream my name."

I am not so easily taken.

You grabbed Deshawns balls and twisted firmly. He made a loud groan and thrust his hips forward, forcing his cock down your throat.

"The rougher you play, the more I want you. Tell me that you don't feel it too. Tell me you haven't felt it building all morning."

Deshawn sat up and jumped off the counter. He got behind you, twisted your arm around your back, and bent you over the counter.

"No more foreplay. We both want this."

Deshawn pulled down your underwear with his free hand. He rubbed his cock along your ass crack.

"Let's move this to the bedroom."