Seriously, this was all I needed to fantasize about, well, any one of these gorgeous young men in their fucking sexy high heels....bending over...anything, as I have my way with him. My favorite is the one with the beard on the left in this picture. He dances in a way that makes me want to grab him, hold him down and fuck him while he wiggles with pleasure.
So he was waiting for me when I arrived home, looking just like that, cooking dinner! I bent him over the kitchen table, pulled down those tight black jeans and fucked him right there...moaning as the noodles boiled away in the pot. He was making Pasta Carbonara. Made just right with the eggs and the cream.
That wide, incredibly long legged stance and his beautiful ass waiting for my toy...was what got me close. Just that visual in my head. It was his moans that sent me the rest of the way. It was the thought of feeling him squirm and buck underneath me as I fucked him to a glorious orgasm. On the kitchen table.
Dinner was delicious.