Gay Action In Vegas Pt 1

His throbbing cock found its home inside his husband. He grabbed another fistful of hair and rammed himself deeper.
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The door had barely clicked shut, when Ty pinned Hunter against the wall. Hunter felt the heat of their long delayed moment and all rational thought evaporated as Ty grabbed Hunter’s slender face and smashed their mouths together. He opened his lips to Ty’s insistent tongue and his mouth instantly filled with heat and flesh.
His meaty hands shoved Hunter’s shirt up and exposed his torso. His lust brought hot jolts to Hunter’s crotch and his breath quickened as Ty moved closer and closer to his nipples. Ty knew exactly how sensitive Hunter’s nipples were, and used this knowledge to his advantage whenever he had the chance. A fingernail scraping across one hard point sent waves of pleasure through Hunter, and his cock snapped to attention in his pants. He brought up two shaking hands and pushed Ty back.
“Wait. Hang on. The bellhop barely got out the door.”
Ty kept Hunter pinned, his hands never leaving the smooth chest. “Fuck ’em. He can go home and play with his own husband.”
He grabbed Hunter’s jaw and slipped a finger between his lips. “Suck it.”
Hunter hesitated until Ty slid his free hand up Hunter’s chest and pinched a nipple. The surge of electricity engulfed Hunter and jarred him into action.
His tongue darted around the tip of Ty’s finger, swirling and twisting as if it were a small cock. With his body ablaze, Hunter grasped Ty’s hand and held tight as he tongued it. For a few minutes, Hunter was lost in the passion. This was the first time in months they had more than a fleeting moment alone.
Hunter hesitated, then asked, “Do we need to check on the kids?”
Ty sighed, and his eyes rolled until the...