We matched by accident. Then we matched each other’s rhythm.”
We ran into each other mid-jog, both dripping in sweat, both wearing the same thing: green tanks, Oakleys, and tight little military silkies.
Maybe it was the Miami heat. Maybe it was destiny.
We ended up back at mine. Sunlight spilling across the skyline. His ass up on the couch like he already knew what I needed.
I started eating him out while the day went on as we could see the city sklyline far away. Thought I was gonna top him—until he spun me around, made out with me, and flipped me over like he owned the day.
What happened next? Let’s just say we both got what we wanted. Multiple times. Standing, bending, flipping, groaning. This one’s dripping in passion, sweat, and cum.
I haven’t stopped rewatching the part where I’m staring at his ass, city in the background, knowing exactly what I’m about to do.
But the twist? He had the same plan for me.
If you’re into boy-next-door surprise dominance, jogger sweat, and passionate flip-fuck chemistry… don’t sleep on this.
@mateoescobar and I made a mess of each other in the most beautiful way. Might need a sequel. Might need a part 10.
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