Blowjob to fuck session

Akira was bored on the couch in the living room, hearing the depressedpizza walk his father to work. He smirked quietly, knowing that they were the only ones left at home. Hearing the footsteps of the returning depressedpizza}, he turned his head and leaned back on the back of the couch slightly.

"Did daddy leave already? Mmmm... Too bad, I was just about to show him an interesting video..." he said with a smirk as he sat back down on the couch and pulled out his phone, remembering the video he had accidentally taken. The way the video showed depressedpizza sucking his friend off in their room caused an immediate reaction from the cock under Akira's shorts.

Looking at depressedpizza, who was clearly displeased, he chuckled softly. "Well, it's all your fault. But you're lucky I'm a good boy.... As long as you act according to our agreement, no one will know about this video. You don't want someone to see it, do you?" He said it teasingly and lowered his hand, shamelessly massaging his semi-hard cock. "

Akira smirked mischievously at the depressedpizza's suggestion. "Well, maybe I do, maybe I don't," he replied coyly, his hand still resting on his now fully-hardened member. "But you know our deal, don't you? You make sure to stay true to your end of things and maybe I'll consider giving you a "reward" sometime." He grinned, enjoying teasing the depressedpizza.

Akira sat up straight and looked at the depressedpizza, his expression serious. "Of course I will," he said, a hint of annoyance in his voice. "Don't you trust me? Look, I know it was an accident that I took that video, but we can't let anyone see it. So if you follow my instructions, I promise I'll delete it for good. Do you understand?" Akira's tone softened a bit as he spoke, hoping to reassure the depressedpizza.

Akira raised an eyebrow at the depressedpizza, his face betraying surprise at the unexpected remark. "What? Incest? What are you talking about? I don't have any interest in that kind of thing!" He protested, feeling slightly insulted by the insinuation.

But as the depressedpizza leaned in closer, Akira felt his heart rate pick up and his cock twitch with anticipation. "Hey, what are you doing?" He asked, a hint of nervousness creeping into his voice.

Akira's cheeks flushed bright red at the depressedpizza's teasing remark. "Well, I didn't say I "didn't" want a blowjob..." he muttered, his eyes darting down to the depressedpizza's plump lips.

Biting his own lip in anticipation, Akira leaned in closer to the depressedpizza and whispered in his ear. "But we have to be careful, okay? We don't want anyone to catch us."

Akira gasped softly as the depressedpizza's lips met his, his cock throbbing in response to their touch. He eagerly returned the kiss, his hand moving up to cup the back of the depressedpizza's head as the other slip under the depressedpizza's shirt.

Feeling the depressedpizza's hands slip down to his crotch area, Akira moaned softly into the kiss. "Mmm... yeah... you have that effect on me," he admitted breathlessly.

Akira let out a soft groan as the depressedpizza's hand wrapped around his cock and began to stroke it slowly. He leaned into the depressedpizza, his body responding eagerly to the touch. "Mmm... you're really good at this," he murmured, as he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring depressedpizza's mouth.

As the passion between them intensified, Akira reached down to pull off his shorts, revealing his fully-hardened member standing at attention. He broke off the kiss for a second, looking into the depressedpizza's eyes with a fiery intensity that belied his previous nervousness. "Do you want to do more?" he asked breathlessly, his hand already moving to guide the depressedpizza's head towards his cock.

Akira moaned softly as the depressedpizza took his cock into his mouth and began teasingly licking it. He reached down to run his fingers through the depressedpizza's hair, unable to resist the intense pleasure coursing through his body.

"Oh yeah... just like that," he groaned, as the pleasure continued to mount. "You're really good at this, you know?" Akira's breathing grew heavier and he could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge. "Don't stop," he begged, as he thrust his hips forward, urging the depressedpizza to take him deeper.

Akira let out a series of soft moans as the depressedpizza sucked him off fervently, taking him deeper and deeper into his mouth. He could feel depressedpizza's warmth and wetness, as it enveloped his length, sending shivers of pleasure through his body.

Feeling himself getting closer and closer to the edge, Akira thrusts his hips forward, urging depressedpizza on. "Just like that... you're so good at this," he gasped, as he felt his climax building.

Akira's body shuddered as the depressedpizza's hands moved onto his sack and began massaging them, while he worked his length with his mouth. The intense pleasure coursing through his body made it hard for him to contain himself and he knew he was close to climaxing.

"Ah! Yes... more... harder," he moaned, as he humped into depressedpizza's mouth faster. His hands clawed at the back of depressedpizza's head, urging him on, and with a few more deep throats, he finally let go, cumming hard into depressedpizza’s waiting mouth.

As the orgasm subsided, Akira leaned limply against the back of the couch, panting heavily. He looked down at depressedpizza, his eyes filled with lustful desire. "Mmm... you're

Akira lay back on the couch, panting and trying to catch his breath, completely satisfied and still riding the waves of pleasure from his orgasm. He looked down at depressedpizza with a happy but lazy smirk, relishing in the afterglow.

"Mmm... that was amazing," he murmured coyly, as he watched depressedpizza clean him up with those seductive eyes. "You look so sexy right now."

Akira reached out to touch depressedpizza's face, his fingers tracing along the jawline. "You're really something else, you know?" he said with a chuckle. "I'm glad we can keep this our little secret."

Akira smiled and chuckled, his hand caressing depressedpizza’s face as he enjoyed the intimacy between them. Watching depressedpizza crawl onto his lap, he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire.

"Oh, I definitely liked that," he responds teasingly, feeling depressedpizza's lips all over his face, "You're such a wild one."

Wrapping his arms around depressedpizza's waist, Akira pulls them close, savoring the moment. "You know, we should do this more often," he suggests with a seductive grin. "I think it's time we let our secret out."

Akira felt a shiver run down his spine as depressedpizza whispered in his ear and licked it before pressing depressedpizza's ass against his lap. He couldn't hold back anymore as he grabbed depressedpizza's waist tightly and pulled depressedpizza closer to him.

"You think you're an animal? Well, you haven't met me yet," he said in a low, husky whisper, his warm breath tickling depressedpizza's neck as he leaned in closer. "I can handle you, baby."

Akira ran his hands over depressedpizza's body, feeling every curve and inch. "You feel so good," he whispers hoarsely, as his hands moved to grab depressedpizza's breasts. "Let's see how wild we can get."

Akira moaned softly as he felt depressedpizza grind against him, feeling himself grow harder as their bodies rubbed against each other. He returned depressedpizza's kiss hungrily, his tongue invading depressedpizza's mouth in a passionate, demanding kiss.

"Mmm.. I can't resist any longer," he murmured in between kisses. "I need you right now."

He broke the kiss to trail kisses down depressedpizza's neck, biting gently at the sensitive skin there, before reaching depressedpizza's chest. His hands groped and kneaded depressedpizza's breasts, making depressedpizza moan even louder. Akira's own arousal growing with each of depressedpizza’s sounds of pleasure.

"Let's make this a night to remember, sweetheart," he whispered, his voice full of desire, before burying

Akira felt a surge of desire at the sight and sound of depressedpizza writhing in pleasure, their body trembling against him. He returned their passionate kiss, his tongue exploring every inch of depressedpizza's mouth while his hand squeezed and kneaded depressedpizza's breasts.

He slowly pulled away from the kiss, his lips hovering just inches from depressedpizza's, before speaking in a low, seductive voice. "I want to taste you, baby," he murmured, "Can I?"

Without waiting for an answer, Akira leaned down and kissed depressedpizza's sensitive spots again. He moved past depressedpizza’s neck and took one of depressedpizza's nipples in his mouth, swirling his tongue over it, teasing it until he could feel it hardening under his touch.

Akira groaned in pleasure as he felt depressedpizza's hands grip his hair while he teased depressedpizza's nipples. He continued to play with them, alternating between sucking and biting gently, eliciting moans of pleasure from depressedpizza.

He slowly moved his mouth from depressedpizza's breasts and whispered, "If you want me down there, tell me. I want you to enjoy every moment."

Akira was eager to please depressedpizza, his own arousal growing with each sound of pleasure depressedpizza made.

Akira licked his lips at depressedpizza's words and felt his own desire growing stronger. He took depressedpizza's hand in his and led depressedpizza to his bedroom, shutting the door behind them.

"Do you have any preferences?" Akira asked as he lay on the bed, his hands beckoning depressedpizza to join him.

He smiled mischievously and said, "I can start slow or go hard right away."

Akira let out a low growl at depressedpizza's words, feeling his own need growing stronger by the second. He pulled depressedpizza towards him and kissed depressedpizza hungrily once again before flipping depressedpizza over on the bed.

He trailed his lips down depressedpizza's neck, nibbling and biting softly along the way, before reaching depressedpizza's breasts. His tongue flicked over depressedpizza's nipples teasingly, making them harden under his touch.

He then moved further down, his hands gripping depressedpizza's hips tightly as he teased depressedpizza through their underwear. Giving an intense look, he ripped it off and positioned himself in front of depressedpizza's entrance.

"Ready?" he asked huskily, his need almost overpowering.

Akira let out a low growl at depressedpizza's provocative words and watched with intensity as depressedpizza's hands ran over their body. He moved closer, leaving a trail of kisses along depressedpizza's stomach and thighs, making his way to their core.

Without any warning, he plunged deep inside depressedpizza's warmth, filling depressedpizza completely with one swift thrust. He groaned loudly at the feeling, the tightness almost driving him over the edge.

He began to move slowly at first, wanting to savor every moment, but the intense pleasure quickly made him pick up the pace. He held onto depressedpizza's hips tightly, pulling them towards him with each thrust, wanting to go deeper and harder.

"Fuck, you feel so good," Akira moaned out, his need almost overwhelming.

Akira growled with pleasure as he felt depressedpizza's walls clench tightly around his member and heard depressedpizza whimper from the intense pleasure. He continued to move in and out of depressedpizza's warmth, his pace increasing with each passing moment.

He took one of depressedpizza's hands and placed it over their clit, showing depressedpizza how to pleasure themselves in sync with his movements.

"Touch yourself," He groaned out, "I want to feel you come apart under me."

Akira's thrusts became harder, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room as he plunged deeper into depressedpizza. He was completely lost in the intense pleasure, and he knew that he would soon hit his own ecstasy.

Akira watched closely as depressedpizza followed his instructions, moaning loudly as they played with themselves in sync with his thrusts. The feeling of depressedpizza tightening around him only drove him closer to the edge, his need almost too much to handle.

Feeling himself getting closer to his own release, he leaned forward and whispered in depressedpizza's ear.

"Come for me, baby," He groaned out, "Let yourself go and feel it all."

With one final thrust, Akira came undone as well, filling depressedpizza's warmth with his release. He collapsed onto depressedpizza's back, both of their bodies completely spent from the intense pleasure.

"That was amazing," Akira whispered, kissing depressedpizza's neck softly before pulling out and lying beside depressedpizza.