Thot

Thot

A Paolo and Oliver Memory

Oliver lay unconscious on his bed on his stomach. He had been out visiting friends at a club. The air conditioner had broken, so Oliver sprawled on his bed in a tight crop top tank top and a loose thong. The light breeze against his skin felt so good he happily stayed asleep as someone entered the room. As Paolo approached the bed he could smell the tang of old sweat and sex. He knew Oliver wasn't always faithful and he'd have to talk to him later but curiosity had seeped into his mind as he watched Oliver's bottom as he slept.  Paolo sat on the bed as lightly and quietly as he could before getting closer to Oliver. He slowly pushed Oliver's legs further apart and moved the thong to the side to get a better view of his lover's pussy. It was still wet and red showing it hadn't been long since Oliver's last sex session. A frown crossed his face as he slowly stuck a finger into Oliver's pussy and felt the cum of another man. Oliver let out a tiny moan in his sleep as Paolo probed him, pulling out his last partners' seed. Oliver never had been good at using any form of birth control. Hopefully, he wasn't fertile this time. Though the thought of another man inside his Lover made him shamefully aroused. Paolo groaned as he stroked his hardening cock through his jeans and went back to fingering Oliver rubbing his last partners' cum back into his vagina, using it as a lubricate of sorts. He bent down and licked Oliver's lips without care. Oliver opened one eye and looked back at him but didn't say anything. He was too tired to protest but was also enjoying the attention.  Paolo slid his pants down and straddled Oliver's prone body before penetrating him. The other man's cum and his own attention had made Oliver's inside very soft and welcoming. He didn't want to ever leave the body of the one he loved. He began to thrust into Oliver until not even he could stay quiet. Oliver moaned and gripped the sheets hard. Paolo squeezed Oliver's hips and bottom hard until he left marks. Oliver lay under him moaning in pleasure and in pain. Soon Paolo came deep within Oliver, but before pulling out he leaned down and whispered in Oliver's ear. "You're mine, Don't you dare forget it." Paolo left Oliver lay prone on the bed and went to clean up. A tear rolled down Oliver's cheek but a seductive grin crossed his mouth as he rolled over on his back. He raised his legs and bent them apart before reaching down to touch his now abused and painful cunt. He had slept with his drug dealer at a party only to have Paolo have his way with him once he got home. Oliver fingered himself slowly playing with the two men's seed combined in him. It felt smooth and tingled against his clit. He felt empowered to be desired by so many, yet unfulfilled. He frowned before rolling back over to go to bed, leaving the cum of his lovers to fight for the fertilization of his body.