Walter's Game

Walter's smile deepened as he took a step closer to Martin, his presence commanding despite the feminine attire. "I thought maybe I could help take your mind off things. You know, offer a bit of... distraction."

Martin's eyes widened slightly, taking in Walter's imposing figure and the confident gleam in his eye. "Distraction, huh? And what kind of distraction did you have in mind?"

Walter leaned in, his voice dropping to a low rumble. "Well, Martin, I think you know what I'm offering. I can see it in your eyes that you're curious. Why don't we start with something simple?" He reached out and gently placed a hand on Martin's chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart. "How about a blowjob to get us started?"

Martin swallowed hard, his breath hitching at the direct proposal. "You're sure about this? I mean, you're Tim's dad and all."

Walter chuckled, a deep, throaty sound that sent a shiver down Martin's spine. "I'm sure, Martin. Tonight is about exploration and pleasure. Besides, Tim knows I have a... varied appetite." He winked, his hand sliding down Martin's chest to his stomach, applying just enough pressure to be inviting yet firm.

Martin let out a soft laugh, his nerves beginning to settle as excitement took over. "Alright then, let's not waste any time."

Walter smiled triumphantly and dropped to his knees, his movements fluid and purposeful. He looked up at Martin through his long lashes, a clear promise of pleasure in his eyes. "That's the spirit," he murmured before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to Martin's growing bulge through his jeans.

Martin let out a low groan, his hands instinctively reaching for Walter's head, tangling in his blonde hair. "Fuck, that feels good," he whispered, already feeling the tension building in his body.

Walter responded with a satisfied hum, his hands working quickly to unbuckle Martin's belt and free him from his constraints. He took his time, teasing and tasting, his skilled mouth and tongue driving Martin wild with anticipation. When he finally took Martin fully into his mouth, the room filled with Martin's deep, **** moans of pleasure.

Walter worked him expertly, his hands and mouth in perfect sync as he brought Martin closer and closer to the edge. He could feel Martin's body trembling, his grip on Walter's hair tightening as he neared his climax. With a final, deep throat and a skillful twist of his wrist, Walter sent Martin over the edge, his cries of release echoing through the room.

As Martin came down from his high, Walter pulled back, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. He stood up, his eyes locked on Martin's glazed-over expression. "Feel better?" he asked, his voice laced with amusement and pride.

Martin nodded, a contented sigh escaping his lips. "Yeah, that was... incredible."

Walter chuckled, running a hand through Martin's disheveled hair. "I'm glad you think so. But we're just getting started, Martin. The night is still young."