Stag. The First Morning. He flew in Friday night. Weeks of ..
Added 2022-07-31 10:07:04 +0000 UTCStag. The First Morning.
He flew in Friday night. Weeks of excitement, waiting, chemistry building. We crawled straight into bed and agreed to wait until we woke up to fuck. But I couldn't wait. I pulled him into me and we were quickly a tangle of limbs. No cameras that first night, just us. I whispered into his ear as I bred him and we both fell asleep, exhausted, happy.
I woke up the next morning like a kid on Christmas. Even though I'd cheated and opened my present early, it still felt like the first time. I quickly set up the cameras and we giggled as we brushed our teeth. He kissed me quickly then made his way to the bed.
That morning we took our time. And even though I'd already had him, this was when he became "mine."
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