The sauna was set to the hottest pitch. The room surrounded by unbearable heat. There were two men in the steam room. Entangled to each other. Totally nude. The tiny towels that used to cover their manhood had fallen on the floor. The two men didn't speak, but the panting breathe hunted around the room.
One man was pinned on the wall that built up from the wood logs. His hands were on the wall, pinned up by the other man's hands who pressing his body hard on his back, and rhythmically made a push in and out movements.
"Akh! Ngh... Ah! Haaaa..... Oh... Yeah!" the man on the wall made a noise through his mouth and sometimes from his nose.
While the other man closed his mouth tightly with teeth clenched hard. Sometimes he let out a groan without open his mouth. He was more focused on his work, while the taller one just enjoying his every move that gives him unbearable pleasure.
The man behind nuzzled his nose on the crook of the front man's neck. He groaned and moaned through his nose, turned the other male on more.
"Ah! Baby! Slowly... It's hurt. Don't tear my asshole, please...!" the taller man whined.
"You are so tight, Babe...! I love it! Your ass grips my cock perfectly...! Akh! I can't hold it back! I'm sorry...!' the shorter one growled.
The shorter male pulled the taller's stomach to expose his white buttcheeks and makes them go up higher. Then he began to grind his hole again.
"Don't ever kiss Aliya again...!" said the shorter man.
"I never!" replies the taller one.
"Don't let her kisses you again!"
"I can't! aaakh!" suddenly the taller man screamed when he gave the reply. The shorter male pushed his cock hard inside his hole until it abused his prostate.
"She's so aggressive!! I've tried to avoid her, but she keeps chasing me!" the taller one screamed.
"I will make her leave you and never come back to see you...!" hissed Yibo.
"How?' asked Zhan.
"By fucking her very hard!" replied Yibo.
"Hey!! That's not fair!" Zhan protested. He straightened his back, but being pushed again by Yibo to crouch down.
"I can't be kissed by her, but you gonna fuck her! Are you out of mind?" Zhan scowled. Yibo's words had turned him off.
"That's the only way to get rid of her..."
"And to chase me away, as well...!" retorted Zhan. He stopped make the pace against Yibo's lust.
"Zhan? Why are you stop?" asked Yibo.
"Do you think I still have mood to do it after listened to your plan? You turned me off, Yibo!" Zhan scowled. He pressed his chest on the wall.
Yibo felt so desperate. He hugged Zhan's back and buried his face on Zhan's nape.
"I almost get there...!" he whines, muffled on Zhan's nape. He kept grinding his hips, hoping that he could cum happily inside Zhan. But Zhan didn't respond to it.
"Zhan... Tightened your ass....!" Yibo tightened his grip on Zhan's belly as he feels that he was gonna cum.
But Zhan ignored him. So, Yibo had to struggle by himself to release himself. His face that reddened by the heat of the sauna was redder by the lust and the work he made. Zhan shut his eyes tightly when he feels Yibo's finger nails sunk into his belly skin. That would left marks, for sure.
The beads of sweat formed and rolled down the two men's faces and body. The heat from the steamer mixed with the heat of the lust, made the two moan groan and growl.
Yibo hugged Zhan and buried his face on Zhan's sweaty back. Then he kissed Zhan's back, caressed Zhan's belly dearly.
"I love you... I love you only..." Yibo whispered.
Zhan clenched his hand into a fist, face squirmed to the heat of the steam room. His skin already turned red as he felt Yibo's bud slid out of his hole slowly because it was getting softened again. He also feels that there was liquid dripping from his hole. And he felt a towel scrubbed his ass, and slipped beneath and blocked the liquid of being dripping away.
When Yibo was wiping Zhan's butt, suddenly Zhan turned around and sent a punch on Yibo's face. The sudden attack made Yibo staggered and shock, of course. He touched the spot that Zhan just punched.
"Zhan? what happened to you?" Yibo was surprised.
"You! Fucker boy! I should've known! You just love to fool around!' Zhan said while pushing Yibo's chest.
And it made Yibo kept stepping backward. First, Yibo just let Zhan do whatever he wanted to. But Yibo was a proud man. He couldn't take someone treat him just like that when he did no mistake.
"Stop it! Why do you keep doing this??" Yibo pushed Zhan's chest back.
Zhan staggered. Yibo pushed him harder than he did. Zhan was angry. He looked at Yibo with big eyes. With gritted teeth, Zhan walked up towards Yibo and pushed Yibo's chest again. Then he grabbed Yibo's shoulder and he punched Yibo again on his face. This time Yibo got bleed on the corner of his lips.
"You're such a jerk, Zhan!" shouted Yibo. And he began to attack Zhan, too. He sent a punch to Zhan's face, as well.
Zhan thrown to the wall. His cheekbone was turned red from Yibo's punch. Yibo stared at him, had no intention to do the second attack. But Zhan jumped onhim and hit his chest.
"Ugh!" Yibo grunted to the beat.
"You're being violence with no reason! You're a real asshole!" Yibo kicked Zhan's tight.
"You dumbass! You used me and now you hit me!" yelled Zhan.
"Hey! Hello? Who did hit me first??" Yibo snapped.
"You did!' replied Zhan.
"Oh! Come on! Be rasional, Zhan!"
"You hit me in the heart, Bastard! You know my heart is broken now?"
Zhan hit Yibo's chest with small punches.
"Zhan! Zhan! Stop it! Yoiu behave like a jealous girl now!" Yibo caught Zhan's hands.
"I hate you! I hate you!" Zhan tried to released his hands from Yibo's grip.
"Are you crazy? Stop it! What did I do that make you heartbroken? Did I fuck you too hard??"
"Oh! Shut up! You are the one who said wanna fuck her very hard!"
"What? Heyy!" Yibo lost his balance as Zhan kept shaking while stepping.
Yibo's feet slipped on the towel, caused him fell on the floor, back met the floor. And Zhan who still being held by Yibo also fell and he dropped on Yibo's body. Yibo never let go of Zhan's hands.Their faces were merely a few inches away. They looked at each other's eyes and kept quiet in the awkward position. Nude. They stayed in that position for a quiet few minutes, until...
"Boss! What happened?? I heard like something..." Dave who barged into the room stunned to the sight. "Fell down," he muttered the last words.
Dave was dumbfounded when he saw the two men were at top and bottom position. And he was more confused when he saw them wore nothing, while the towels that they supposed to used to wrapped around their waist to cover their private parts were scattered on the floor. And he started to wonder, how come they got bruises on their faces in such romantic position? Err... I mean porn position?
Zhan and Yibo were in shock when they saw Dave witnessed them in an awkward position. And nude. They quickly got up and crawled to get their towels and wrapped themselves up.
"Eww..." Zhan cringed when he got a wet towel. And the wet wasn't from the sweat, for sure. But he wrapped it around his waist, anyway, just to hide his cuckoo away from Dave's sight.
Yibo walked to the door and shoved Dave away from the doorway, then he walked out the steam room casually. Zhan followed him out. He grinned at Dave but he complained when he felt the pain on his broken lip. Zhan grinned awkwardly. ANyd he was taken aback when he saw the claws marks on Zhan's tummy.
"This room is very hot. Burnt!" Zhan smiled awkwardly at Dave while covering his belly. Then he ran to the changing room.
"What did they do in the room, uh?" Dave mumbled.
He remembered when Zhan couldn't walk when he came out of the room, until Yibo and him had to support him to walk. And he saw a little that Yibo also helped him to change his clothes. He thought maybe Yibo also helped him to wash up. He chuckled to the thought.
"What am I thinking? Pervert!" Dave waved his thought off, then he went away from the place, get the car ready to bring his boss to the next venue.
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