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With TK pressed up against the bathroom door, Carlos kissed along the man’s neck, savoring the taste of his skin. With one hand gripping tightly at TK’s hair, the other slid between them, unfastening his jeans and invading his space. Fingers coiled around his hardened cock, stroking and tugging in a frenzied manner.
TK mimicked Carlos’s actions. His hand dipping into Carlos’s pants and gripping onto his cock. They pawed at each other and kissed in a way that made them seem desperate for each other.
They switched from kissing along each other’s necks to bruising kisses against each other’s lips and back to the necks again.
Bang bang bang “Hey! Some people gotta take a piss out here!”
Carlos grunted in response. He had every intention of ignoring whoever that was. His hand gripped tighter around TK, tugging slowly and pulling long drawn-out moans from him.
Bang bang bang “I’m getting the manager.”
What if Carlos and TK have a polarid camera and they've documenting their life and capturing special moments on film.
A visual series through their personal photo album :
A little more than seven sentences, but hey... who actually follows that rule? Hahaha! Enjoy this little bit from Chapter 4 of RUINED. I should hopefully have this chapter posted within the next couple of days.
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Carlos cradled TK's face in his large hands, his fingers trembling slightly as he leaned in to kiss him. The kiss was fervent and filled with an intensity that spoke volumes, a passionate declaration of feelings he had kept buried. As they finally pulled apart, their foreheads touched, creating an intimate connection that seemed to suspend time. Slowly, Carlos used his thumbs to gently brush away the tears that traveled down TK's cheeks, each droplet glistening in the soft light. “I’m going to miss you so much,” he whispered, his voice barely above a breath, heavy with emotion and the weight of their impending separation.
“I’m going to miss you too,” TK whispered, his heart racing as he pressed his lips against Carlos’s once more. The warmth of their connection enveloped them, and in that moment, he felt an overwhelming wave of emotion. “Carlos, I lo…,”
“Don’t. Please don’t say it. It’ll just make it harder for me to leave.” He squeezed his eyes shut, feeling hot tears spill down his cheeks as he battled the overwhelming urge to voice the very words he had just silenced in TK. “I have to go.” In that fleeting moment, he leaned in for one last kiss, pouring every unspoken emotion—fear, love, and sorrow—into that brief encounter, desperate to convey what words could never express.
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by davilovesty aka impackinapiece
CHAPTER 2 is now posted!
Lets find out how Carlos is doing...
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