Sex stories

Karim and Théo have been circling each other secretly for three months now. In the shadows, far from the eyes of the city, their story has been woven, made of taken moments, burning glances and torrid sex. Théo is completely addicted. For him, Karim is the perfect guy: his incredible charisma, his imposing build, his smile that melts. Every time he lays eyes on him, his heart goes into overdrive. He can't help it, he's falling madly in love. One evening, after an intense moment in a discreet corner of the park, Théo breaks down. He grabs Karim's hand, looks him straight in the eyes, and says, his voice trembling: "Karim, I'm in love with you, for real." Karim freezes. His eyes widen, as if he expected anything but this. He runs a hand over the back of his neck, embarrassed, and says, a little abruptly: "Theo, I like you, but I don't want anything serious. We like each other, we feel good, but it has to be discreet, without any hassle." Théo, it turns him on. He feels his heart sink, as if he's been punched in the gut. But he's stubborn, Théo. In his head, he tells himself that he's going to change Karim's mind, that he's going to show him that they can be more than just secret hookups. A few days later, Théo suggests to Karim that they go shopping at the mall. "Come on, let's buy some clothes, it'll be chill," he says with a smile. Karim hesitates, then accepts, but immediately sets his conditions: "OK, but not the one near the housing project, too much risk of being caught after what happened with Moussa." Théo nods, and they head off to a shopping center in the neighboring town, where no one knows them. Wandering between the shops, Théo watches Karim out of the corner of his eye, his sweatpants hugging his thighs, his nonchalant thug look. Karim, on the other hand, feels his excitement rising. He can't help but think about Théo, his frail but hard-on body, his gaze that makes him dizzy. Passing by the toilets, he gets an idea. He grabs Théo by the arm and whispers in his ear: "Follow me, we're going to have a blast." They spot an empty disabled stall and quickly slip inside. Once the door is locked, Karim pins Theo against the wall, his hot breath against his neck. "On your knees," he whispers. Theo, excited but a little freaked out, obeys, kneeling doggystyle on the cold floor. Karim pulls down his sweatpants, his cock already hard. He unbuttons Theo's jeans, pulls them down along with his boxers, spreads his buttocks, spits a big load into his , then plunges in all at once, without waiting. Theo lets out a moan, quickly muffled by Karim's hand over his mouth. "Don't make any noise," he growls, as guys come in and out of the bathroom next door. The risk of being caught makes Karim even more excited and ferocious. He takes Theo apart, his thrusts powerful but controlled so as not to make too much noise. Théo, his cheeks flushed, clings to the wall, torn between heat and intensity and intense pleasure. At one point, the next stall opens and then closes. Someone has just entered. Karim stops, his cock deep in Théo's hole and his hand over his mouth. Théo, on the verge of orgasm, lets a trickle of sperm slowly flow from his cock to the floor. The tension is at its peak. The guy next to him says nothing but seems to be waiting for the action to resume. Karim can't wait any longer and, faced with the silence spreading through the room, starts thrusting back and forth in Théo's ass again. When Karim feels like he's going to let go, he pulls out, grabs Théo by the hair, and orders him to open his mouth. Théo, out of breath, obeys, and Karim ejaculates, filling his tongue with hot sperm. "Clean my cock now," he whispers. Théo complies, milks Karim's head and then swallows every remaining drop of cum, his eyes shining, with, as always, that mixture of shame and excitement in his gaze. As he gets up, Théo hears a moan in the next stall. He waves to Karim and the two men realize that the guy next to him was jerking off while they were fucking. They sneak out of the toilet, a smirk on their faces, adrenaline still pumping in their veins. They leave the mall shortly after, satisfied to have fulfilled a fantasy, between raw desire and desire of being caught. Théo loves this moment, but deep down, he wants more. He wants Karim to look at him the way he looks at him, with stars in his eyes. A few days later, Karim, still shaken by his desire for transgression and excitement, decides to go further. He sends a Snap to Théo: "Come to my place this afternoon, there's no one there." Théo, surprised, hesitates. Going to Karim's place in the projects is risky. But the idea of ​​sharing an intimate moment, just the two of them, makes him . He replies: "OK, I'll be right there." When he arrives, Karim pulls him straight into his room. The atmosphere is heavy, charged.