Camping trip (October 6th) - Sex Stories

Camping trip (October 6th)

... thrilling him. Then he's picked up, clinging to the man. "The snow is so cold on your poor feet! Please be careful," he says, giving his cheek a peck. "But yes, yes, it is better, thank you."

"I am fine, Zemo, I promise." the man sighs. He doesn't talk much about his life as a soldier but now warrants it. "I was once stripped naked and left in Serbia with no weapons or food. They did it to try and break me after I killed my third handler. It's a good thing there are trees out there." he smiles. "If they truly want to break me, they should have put me in the Arctic. Then again, I might have survived." he makes it to the spring. "Now I have to put you down so you can get in."

Zemo kisses the man's cheek, climbs down from his arms, and unwraps himself from the blanket. He touches his face gently and stares into his eyes. "I'm glad you're alive. I'm glad you didn't break." Thumb smooths over the man's lower lip. "You are unstoppable." Soft kiss. Then, he takes the man by the hands and tugs him into the hot spring.

For all Zemo's flaws, he loves his husband very much and tries his best to show it, which seems to manifest in a copious amount of sex. Judging by how Zemo climbs into the man's lap with an eager kiss in the hot spring, he's already ready for another round this morning.

And another...

And another...