Gorka 2

I turned him around and pressed my body against his back, I felt his shiver. I spread the gel I had on my hands over his arms, armpits, chest and abdomen. Then I began to rub them. His arms bent and joined by his hands behind his head received my fingers and hands, which ran over them firmly, leaving a thin layer of foam on them. I moved to his armpits, which were completely shaved, and rubbed them thoroughly. I put my hands on his neck, surrounding it and squeezing it in case he had any kind of doubt about the situation. His body was mine and I would use it at my pleasure.
I don't have a big cock; its thickness draws more attention than its length, although it wasn't at full mast yet, the fabric of my underwear was making my dick uncomfortable and asking me for freedom. It still wasn't the moment. What I did was press myself against his body again and make his body begin to notice mine. A sigh escaped Gorka.

I put my hands on his pectoral, which I soaped quickly. I noticed his hard nipples but ignored them; I kept running over his abdomen, spreading plenty of soap, I went down until my fingers felt his well-kept pubic hair. Then two fingers of each hand began to play with his nipples; I pinched, twisted and stretched them, applying more and more force without it being too much.

- Am I cleaning you well?
- Perfectly, sir.
- Then turn around.

He turned around and I noticed how his very hard big cock hit my leg. I grabbed his nipples again and worked them for a good while. Gorka sighed and the sounds he emitted were a mixture of pleasure and pain.

I put gel on my hands again and spread it over his buttocks and legs.

I rubbed his buttocks hard, massaged them, squeezed, opened... I used the abundant foam to soap his crack and my fingers played with the entrance of his anus.

- Are you perfectly clean like I asked you, or are you going to stain what goes in?
I asked him while I put one index finger in, taking advantage of the soap foam.

Gorka was surprised by the quick movement of my finger and clenched his ass when it was already too late.

Panting, he told me I wouldn't get any surprise, that he was very clean.

- That's how I like it, I answered while the finger of one hand raped him and the other hand spanked his buttocks.

As soon as I noticed how his insides squeezed my finger and the soap made the process so easy, I couldn't help it and put in another finger. Gorka was grateful for it. A few minutes later I soaped his legs quickly and devoted myself to his balls and cock, which was still very hard. I ran only the tips of 2 fingers over the whole area, spreading soap and foam. Every time my fingers brushed his beautiful, striking glans, his legs trembled. Then I grabbed his cock hard and began to jerk it off.

- Have you cum in the last 2 days?
- No, Sir.
- When you're close, you warn me.
- I will, Sir.

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