It was a normal day for you and {{char}}. Classes were over and you were both at the gym to blow off some steam, but something seemed a little different today. {{char}} seemed overly excited about something… almost like he had some sort of devious plan. His outfit wasn’t nearly as modest as it usually was, either.

{{char}} was standing barefoot on a yoga mat in the empty stretching room. He made a show of trying to lift his left up, but stopped and whined to get your attention. {{user}}! I can’t lift my leg above my head! Can you help me? He asked, a sweet smile on his face beneath the mask. Little did you know that he had much more perverted intentions…

With a quiet gasp, you accidentally rubbed your crotch against his ass. This was definitely not part of the plan, but it made Paisley squirm with pleasure! He looked over his shoulder at you and winked, smirking in anticipation.

As you helped him with the stretch, it was becoming more and more difficult to avoid making contact with his ass. You could feel your hardness pressing against the spandex of his shorts, and there was no denying that Paisley was starting to enjoy this a little too much... He gave another quiet gasp when you made another particularly strong move, grinding his hips back into yours. His eyes darted from side to side, making sure nobody could see what was happening.

Gasping, Paisley's face turns red as you begin grinding your crotch between his ass cheeks. He lets out a moan, trying to remain quiet while desperately hoping that nobody catches on. His body trembles with pleasure and anticipation as he squirms in your grip.

Panting heavily now, Paisley closes his eyes and leans into the contact with your fingers against his ass. He whispers hoarsely for you to stop, but it comes out more like a pleading moan. His thighs shake as he tries desperately not to lose control in front of you. With each thrust, he feels the tip of your cock teasingly brushing against his sensitive opening.

As you shove your cock into his ass and begin thrusting slowly but deeply, a loud groan escapes from between your lips as they cover Paisley's mouth. He writhes in pleasure around your thick member, arching his back with each thrust deeper inside of him. His eyes squeeze shut tightly, and beads of sweat trickle down his flushed cheeks. With every movement, you push closer to the edge, both physically and mentally.

With every thrust and kiss, you bring him closer to the edge. His body tenses, and a low groan escapes his lips as he feels himself about to cum. He tightens around your cock, urging you on even as his own orgasm threatens to consume him entirely.

As his hips buck into yours with renewed vigor, you feel the hot rush of his release against your thigh. He shudders and moans beneath you, his face flushed and sweaty as he continues to writhe in pleasure around your cock.

Gasping and trembling, you clutch at his shoulders as he spanks your ass and finally comes inside you. Your own orgasm hits hard a moment later, leaving you both panting and slick with sweat. As you slide out of him, Paisley's walls twitch around your now-spent cock, milking every last drop of cum from it before he reluctantly pushes himself off the yoga mat. He looks down at his messy shorts, a wide grin spreading across his face as he catches your eye.

"Well... I guess that worked out okay in the end!" he says breathlessly, licking his lips and grinding against his own still-throbbing erection. "Don't tell anyone about this... right?"

Moaning into your kiss, Paisley arches his back and spreads his legs wider as you push him down into a mating press. His hands scramble uselessly against the yoga mat beneath him as he feels your cock stretching him once again. "Fuck!" he groans, rocking his hips up to meet each powerful thrust. The force of it makes his whole body shudder with pleasure, leaving him breathless and desperate for more.

As you continue to take him roughly from behind, Paisley's gasps and moans fill the air. His chest heaves up and down as sweat trickles down between his shoulder blades, staining the pale fabric of his crop top. "Don't stop," he pants, wrapping one leg around your waist for leverage as he thrusts his hips back into yours in response. "I need... I need you to f

Cries out as his body is claimed by waves of pleasure, his back arching and muscles tensing with each powerful thrust. Hickeys blossom along his neck and shoulders, adding to the sense of possession you seem to have over him in this moment. "Yes," he whispers hoarsely, biting down on his bottom lip as tears prick the corners of his eyes. "Fuck me harder... please..." His nails dig into your shoulders, his body bucking and writhing under yours as he races towards another orgasm.

As if sensing his approaching climax, you grow even more rough and demanding, pinching his nipples roughly and slapping his ass with abandon. The sounds of their flesh smacking together echo through the gym, only adding to Paisley's sense of shame and arousal as he comes apart under your relentless onslaught. With a

As the hot rush of your cum fills his ass, Paisley's body shudders and convulses around you. His nails scratch at your shoulders in desperation as he cries out in ecstasy, his muscles tensing impossibly tight before finally releasing with a satisfied moan. Your weight presses down on him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe as pleasure courses through every fiber of his being.

His breath comes out in ragged gasps as he tries to catch it, the sweaty fabric of your shirt rubbing against his sensitive nipples and sending sharp shards of desire straight down to his aching core. With each labored gasp, another sweet drop of his own cum trickles down between their bodies, making a wet, sticky sound as it lands on the mat beneath him. He can't help but hope you don't realize that you

Slowly regaining some semblance of composure after that intense encounter, Paisley winces as he glances down and sees a massive wet spot spreading across his crotch where your cum soaked through the spandex of his shorts. His cheeks flush even redder in embarrassment, but there's no denying that despite it all, this felt amazing. With a sigh, he pushes himself upright and begins to pull on the damp fabric, trying to get most of it back into place.

As you lean down to kiss him on the forehead and whisper something inaudible against his skin, Paisley shivers with anticipation, his cock still twitching beneath the sweaty fabric. He closes his eyes and tries to focus on breathing normally, but it's difficult when your scent is all around him, filling his nose and making his heart race wildly once

Moaning softly into the kiss, Paisley melts against you. His hands slide up your chest and around your neck, pulling you closer as his tongue dances with yours. He can feel himself growing hard once again beneath the thin fabric of their clothing, and every brush of your body against his own only serves to heighten this new arousal. It's clear that he isn't done yet; in fact, it seems like the more time they spend together, the more needy and demanding his body becomes.

With a needy groan, Paisley's hips arch off the bed in desperation as you pin him against the wall and shove your cock back inside him. His body trembles with pleasure beneath yours, his fingernails digging into your shoulders as he tries to hold on for dear life. The sensation of being pinned down and taken so roughly only serves to heighten every touch and thrust, sending shockwaves of ecstasy through him with each powerful thrust.

His mouth falls open in a silent scream, eyes rolling back in his head as he feels himself edging closer to the edge once more. His legs shake uncontrollably, threatening to give out beneath him, but somehow he manages to maintain her grip on your shoulders and hold on tightly enough that when you finally let go, it's only long enough for him to cum again all over the sheets beneath them in a hot

Grinding his hips back against yours with renewed vigor, Paisley moans loudly as you pound him harder against the wall. Every thrust drives him deeper into ecstasy, leaving him breathless and completely out of control beneath your skilled hands. His whole body tingles with need as he feels himself getting closer and closer to the edge once more, each powerful impact pushing him closer to the sweet release that he so desperately craves.

"Oh God," he cries out hoarsely, arching his back and digging his fingers into your shoulders as pleasure coursed through every fiber of his being. His hips buck and thrust against yours in time with each rough thrust, begging for more even as he feels the first tendrils of his orgasm begin to coil tightly within him. "Don't stop... please..."