Quick Thrills at the Doorstep 🔥
Added 2025-09-16 18:00:02 +0000 UTC— Jamie! — a voice called from outside.
The femboy peeked out the door. His medium-length red hair shone in the sunlight, a white t-shirt clinging to his slim body, and jeans accentuating his hips.
— What? — he frowned. — Cole, why are you here? My family is waiting at the table.
— Step outside for a minute, — his friend’s voice was low and insistent. — I need you. Right now.
Jamie rolled his eyes:
— Are you crazy? It’s broad daylight. Everyone’s home.
— Nobody will notice, — Cole stepped closer, smirking. — Just five minutes, and I’ll leave.
— Five minutes? — Jamie smirked, a spark lighting his eyes. — You’re insane…
Cole leaned close, whispering near his ear:
— But you want it just as much as I do.
Jamie hesitated, biting his lip. Then he slammed the door behind him and stepped toward the wall.
— Fine… but fast. Very fast.
He unbuttoned his jeans, sliding them down to expose smooth legs. Turning sideways, he pressed against the wall, slipping his hand inside and spreading himself open with his fingers, teasing the entrance.
— Oh… — Cole exhaled, watching Jamie’s red hair fall over his face. His own hand reached down, sliding over his already hard, throbbing penis.
— Mmh… — Jamie whispered softly, continuing to tease himself. — Are you just going to watch?
Fap… fap… — the sound of Cole’s hand moving along his length filled the quiet. His breath grew heavier.
— I’m watching, and I’m losing it. Damn, Jamie, you’re perfect…
Jamie shot him a playful glance over his shoulder:
— You wanna come in? Then do it.
Cole stepped forward, gripping his waist and guiding his penis.
Plap… — a wet sound echoed as he slipped inside.
— Aahhh… — Jamie squeezed his eyes shut, hands pressed to the wall. — Faster, Cole… I said, I don’t have time.
— Relax… let me enjoy this… — Cole moved deeper, holding his hips tight.
Plap plap plap… — their bodies collided with each motion, muffled moans filling the air.
— Mmmhh… — Jamie bit his lip, sounds escaping despite his effort. — Damn… not so loud…
Cole picked up the pace, muscles tensing.
— You’re so tight… I can’t stop…
Thrust… plap plap… slap…
Jamie’s breathing was heavy, his face flushed, red hair sticking to his temples.
— Cole… hurry… they’re waiting for me…
— Almost… — he rasped, squeezing Jamie tighter.
The last thrusts were hard and sharp.
Plap plap plap…
— Aaahhh! — Jamie arched as warmth filled him inside. — You… came… mmm…
Cole pressed close, pushing in one last time before freezing.
— Yeah… I couldn’t hold back…
Jamie pulled back, breathing heavily.
— Well… now I definitely can’t go back easily…
Cole grinned, running a hand down his back.
— Wait. I want one more thing.
— One more thing?! — Jamie turned, eyes flashing in surprise.
— Give me a blowjob. I want your mouth.
Jamie rolled his eyes but went down to his knees. His red hair fell over his shoulders, white t-shirt lifting slightly to reveal his stomach. He took Cole’s penis in his hand, feeling it still hard.
— Mmmh… — he licked the tip and took it in his mouth.
Slurp… shlick… slurp…
Cole moaned, placing his hand on the back of Jamie’s head.
— That’s it… deeper, Jamie…
— Mmmhh… gag… — the femboy worked his tongue carefully, sliding along the shaft.
Slurp… slurp… plap…
Cole tensed, fingers gripping Jamie’s hair:
— I’m about to…
Jamie tried to pull back, but Cole pressed him closer.
— Stay… swallow it all…
Spurt… spurt…
— Aahhh! — Cole arched as hot cum filled Jamie’s mouth.
— Mmmhh?! — Jamie’s eyes widened, but he swallowed convulsively.
Gulp… gulp… — the thick, salty warmth slid down his throat.
— That’s it… swallow it all… — Cole exhaled, holding him close.
Jamie finally released him, gasping.
— Damn, Cole! You could’ve warned me!
Cole smirked, stroking his cheek.
— But you did perfect.
The femboy stood, tugging up his jeans and adjusting his t-shirt. Cheeks still flushed, eyes sparkling with mischief.
— Enough. Time to go back to the table.
— I’ll be going, — Cole zipped up and stepped back, smiling. — Enjoy your meal.
Jamie took a deep breath, glanced around to make sure no one saw, and returned inside. His family was already at the table, waiting. He sat down, looking at the food… and smirked quietly.
— I’m not hungry anymore, — he whispered to himself.
