Camping trip (October 6th) - Sex Stories

Camping trip (October 6th)

... He chuckles. The hand around Zemo's cock gives a light squeeze before starting to stroke him slowly. His cock twitched inside his husband.

Zemo collects that hand from his cock. Just feels strange being touched while penetrated. He likes having the cum fucked out of him, after all. So the fingers are kissed, and the hand is held, the Sokovian snuggling back against his husband a little. "No more teasing. Just be warm and happy and rest."

Helmut grumbles a little, then replies. "Fine, I'll rest." he nuzzles into Zemo's neck and starts to drift off, his cock twitching now and again inside his husband.

Zemo takes a little longer but eventually drifts off as well. But an hour later, all that twitching finally gets to him, and he starts rocking his hips back against his husband in his sleep--just little ticks of his hips and soft pants.

Helmut stirs at his husband's head, nuzzling his neck. He returns the pace slowly, leaving light kisses and love bites on Zemo's neck. "You are a little minx, you know, that drawing me in." his hand rubs up and down the other side, the pace staying slow and loving.

It's an excellent way to wake up, being fucked so slowly and lovingly. It has Zemo moaning softly in the confines of their tent, hips rolling now into the thrusts. "Evidently, I'm wanton even in my sleep," he whispers, hands clutching the covers.

Helmut kisses his ear, moaning along the way, tugging on his ear lobe gently as he whispers. "Yes, you are my love, but I ...

... wouldn't have you any other way, dear." his hand goes up Zemo's chest, stopping briefly at his neck to give a little squeeze before grabbing his chin to turn his head so Helmut could kiss him tongue sliding into his mouth with little effort.

"Oh God, you can't just tease me with being choked like that," Zemo whimpers before sucking eagerly on the man's tongue. He keeps rolling his hips, moving them faster to take that big fucking cock. Zemo is eager for every slight attention and affection he can get.

As Helmut deepens the kiss, his hand moves back around Zemo's throat with a smile against his lips. "I love you so much, my stars." a few light pecks to his lips as he deepens the pace, making love to him.

Zemo presses into the choking, moaning hard for as long as he can still make noise. Finally, his lips purse, and he arches into the lovemaking. "Is it bad that I want to be pounded?" Zemo asks softly.

"Well, I was trying to make slow, passionate love to you." he shrugs. "But if you insist, I can surely provide. Would you like to stay like this or switch positions, my little dove?" his pace stays slow, only speeding up for a brief moment to tease him with a smile on his face.

"Slow passionate love is hard to do when you're trying to fuck a masochistic," Zemo points out helpfully. Then he considers what position he might like best, a moan forced from him with the speed of those thrusts that happen for a moment. Then, a whine when he slows down again. "I want to be on ...