London's Tower Of Lust

A chance encounter between two straight guys in London. Amir in his 40s, Malaysian and Alex, 25, European were on separate holidays. Both were visiting the sights and Tower of London when their paths and eyes met. Both were wearing skin tight skinny jeans and tee shirts with hoodies. The younger man approach Amir and started a conversation that lead to a cafe and Amir's hotel room. There, they felt the throbbing bulging cocks in their skinny jeans growing. And without any underwear, it was very defined. Feeling an insatiable urge, these two guys started humping and grinding their hard cocks still clothed only in their skinny jeans. And they came hard in their skinny jeans with wet spots and cum running down their thighs.

Amir leaned against the stone wall, admiring the ancient architecture of the Tower of London. His tight jeans and fitted hoodie hugged his muscular frame, accentuating every contour. Across the courtyard, he noticed a younger man, Alex, dressed similarly, scanning the crowd with heated, curious eyes. Their gazes locked, and something palpable sparked between them. Alex, with a youthful confidence that bordered on cocky, made his way over. "Quite a sight, isn't it?" he said, nodding towards the tower. Amir smirked. "The Tower? Yeah, it's impressive." Alex chuckled, stepping closer. "I wasn't talking about the Tower." Amir raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really?" Alex's eyes flicked down to Amir's crotch, where his growing arousal was unmistakable. Amir's voice was a growl. "You see something you like, kid?" Alex licked his lips. "Maybe. You on holiday?" The sexual tension was thick as Amir nodded. "Yeah. You?" They decided on a nearby café. Amir then took Alex to his hotel room. The small talk evaporated as soon as the door shut, leaving only the sound of their ragged breaths. Alex dove in, grinding his crotch into Amir's. He could feel the throbbing bulge in Amir's jeans, both of them hard and straining, with not even the thin barrier of underwear separating them. Amir gripped Alex's hips, pulling him closer, their cocks rubbing together through the tight denim. Alex moaned, "Fuck, you're so hard." Amir grabbed a fistful of Alex's hair and jerked his head back. "You feel it? You feel what you're doing to me?" Alex nodded, his breath hitching as Amir's grip tightened. He started to buck his hips, rubbing their cocks together more frantically. Amir's mouth found his neck, sucking and biting the sensitive skin. The friction was intense, the denim rough against their bare cocks. Amir's hand snaked down, gripping both of their lengths through the jeans, squeezing and stroking in time with Alex's desperate thrusts. The room filled with the wet sounds of their grinding, the sharp smacks of skin on denim, and their ragged breaths. Amir dug his teeth into Alex’s neck. His voice was a growl. "You're going to come for me. Come right here, right now." Alex obeyed, his body convulsing as his cock pulsed, hot cum spurting into his jeans. The sight and scent of Alex's release sent Amir over the edge. He came hard, his cock throbbing as it coated the inside of his jeans, wet spots spreading and cum dripping down his thighs. He gripped Alex tighter, grinding their cocks together as they rode out their orgasms, their bodies slick with sweat and their breaths mingling.

Alex's legs shook, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Amir held him up, their chests heaving against each other. The room was filled with the musky scent of their sex, the damp denim clinging to their thighs. Amir released Alex's hair, his hand gently cupping his cheek. His thumb brushed over Alex's swollen lips. "You're a fucking mess," he murmured, his voice rough with satisfaction. Alex grinned, his eyes glazed with lust. "You started it," he panted. Amir chuckled, his hand sliding down to palm Alex's ass, squeezing the firm cheek. "And I intend to finish it." Alex's eyes widened as Amir's hand moved to his zipper, the sound of it lowering filling the silent room. The cool air hit his oversensitive cock, making him shiver. Amir's fingers wrapped around him, stroking the slick length, spreading the cum that leaked from the tip. Alex moaned, his head falling back as Amir's mouth found his neck again, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. Amir's other hand worked on his own jeans, freeing his cock. He stroked them both together, his grip firm and demanding. Alex could feel the cum leaking from both of their cocks, mixing together as Amir worked them faster, harder. The room filled with the wet, slick sounds of their frotting. Amir's breath hitched as Alex reached down, his fingers wrapping around Amir's cock, stroking in time with his own movements. The sensation of Alex's cock and hand on him, the dirty, carnal way he was touching him, sent a jolt of lust straight to Amir's core. He growled, his hips bucking as he fucked their hands, his cock throbbing and leaking.

Alex's eyes fluttered closed, his body moving in sync with Amir's relentless pace. The sensation of their cocks sliding together, the slick heat of their combined cum, was intoxicating. He could feel every ridge, every vein, as Amir's cock throbbed in his hand. He gripped tighter, his thumb circling the sensitive tip, spreading the cum down the shaft. Amir's breath hitched, his hips jerking as he fought for control. "You like that, don't you?" Alex panted, his voice a low growl. "You like how my hand feels on your cock?" Amir's reply was a guttural groan, his eyes dark with lust. He nodded, his hand moving faster, his grip tighter. The room was filled with the sounds of their fucking, the wet slapping of skin on skin, the sharp intakes of breath, the occasional moan or groan. Alex's body tensed, his cock swelling in Amir's hand. He was close, so close. Amir seemed to sense it, his hand moving faster, his grip tighter. He leaned in, his teeth sinking into Alex's earlobe, sucking hard. The sensation sent a jolt of pleasure straight to Alex's cock, and he came with a cry, his cock pulsing as it spilled its load onto their stomachs. Amir followed soon after, his body convulsing as he came, his cock throbbing in Alex's hand. He groaned, his body shaking as he rode out his orgasm, his hand still stroking Alex's cock, milking every last drop of pleasure from his body. As their breathing slowed, Amir released Alex's cock, his hand sliding up to cup his cheek. He leaned in, his lips brushing against Alex's in a soft, gentle kiss. It was a stark contrast to the rough, desperate fucking they had just shared, and it sent a shiver down Alex's spine. Alex's legs finally gave out, and he collapsed onto the bed, his body slick with sweat and cum. Amir followed, his body covering Alex's as he captured his lips in another kiss. Their bodies pressed together, their cocks nestled against each other, still half-hard and sensitive. Amir's hand slid down, wrapping around both of their cocks, stroking them gently, eliciting a soft moan from both of them.

They lay there for a moment, their bodies intertwined, the room filled with the scent of their sex and the sound of their ragged breaths. Amir's hand moved slowly, his grip firm but gentle, stroking their cocks in unison. Alex's eyes fluttered closed, a soft moan escaping his lips as he melted into the sensation. Amir leaned down, his tongue tracing the line of Alex's jaw, tasting the salt of his sweat. He whispered against his skin, "You taste so fucking good." Alex's hips bucked slightly, his cock hardening in Amir's grip. "Don't stop," he breathed, his eyes still closed. "Feels too good to stop." Amir chuckled low in his throat, his hand moving faster. "I have no intention of stopping, kid. Not until you come undone for me again." Alex's breath hitched, his body arching into Amir's touch. "Fuck, Amir," he groaned, his hands grabbing at the sheets beneath him. "You're going to make me come again." Amir's lips found Alex's, his tongue demanding entry. He swallowed Alex's moans, his hand working their cocks in a steady, relentless rhythm. The room filled with the wet sounds of their fucking, the slick slide of skin on skin, the sharp intakes of breath. Alex's body tensed, his cock swelling in Amir's hand. He was close, so close. Amir could feel it in the way his body moved, the way his breath hitched, the way his moans grew louder, more desperate. Amir broke the kiss, his lips moving to Alex's neck, sucking hard enough to leave another mark. "Yes, fuck, right there," Alex panted, his hips bucking wildly. "I'm so close, Amir. I'm going to come." Amir's grip tightened, his hand moving faster, his thumb circling the sensitive tips of their cocks. "Come for me, Alex," he growled against Alex's skin. "Come all over my hand. I want to feel it, I want to see it." Alex's body convulsed, his cock pulsing as he came, hot cum spilling over Amir's hand, coating their stomachs. Amir followed soon after, his body shaking as he came, his cock throbbing in Alex's hand. He groaned, his body pressing down on Alex's, their chests heaving against each other. As their breathing slowed, Amir rolled off of Alex, his body slick with sweat and cum. He reached over to the nightstand, grabbing a handful of tissues to clean them up. Alex watched him, his eyes heavy-lidded and satisfied. Once they were cleaned up, Alex snuggled into Amir's side, his head resting on Amir's chest. Amir's arm wrapped around him, holding him close. He could feel the rapid beat of Alex's heart, matching his own. The room was quiet, the only sound their steady breathing. Amir's hand stroked Alex's back, the touch gentle and soothing. The tension in the room began to dissipate, the carnal air replaced with a comfortable coziness. Alex shifted, his body pressing closer to Amir's. Amir felt Alex's lips brush against the skin of his chest, soft and gentle, sending a shiver down his spine.

They never felt like this as two straight guys. All that release spent them and dozed to sleep. Both had found their love of grinding and humping in jeans and became fuck buddies in love of skinny jeans.

The room grew darker as the sun dipped lower, casting long shadows across the walls. Alex's fingers traced idle patterns on Amir's chest, his touch light and explorative. Amir's hand rested on Alex's hip, his thumb drawing slow circles on the soft skin. "You ever think about this?" Alex murmured, his voice soft and contemplative. "Us, like this?" Amir shook his head slightly, his eyes closed. "Never crossed my mind. Not like this, not with anyone." Alex propped himself up on one elbow, looking down at Amir. "What changed?" Amir opened his eyes, his gaze locking with Alex's. "You did. The way you look at me, the way you touch me. It's like you see right through me." Alex's fingers drifted lower, tracing the line of Amir's happy trail. "And what do I see?" Amir's hand moved to cup the back of Alex's neck, pulling him down into a slow, deep kiss. When they broke apart, he smiled softly. "Everything. You see everything." Alex's body shifted, his thigh sliding over Amir's, their cocks brushing against each other, still sensitive from their earlier activities. Amir's hand slid down to grip Alex's ass, pulling him closer. The kiss deepened, their tongues tangling as they explored each other's mouths. The room filled with the sound of their ragged breaths, the soft moans that escaped their lips. Alex's hand wrapped around both of their cocks, stroking them slowly, gently. Amir's hips bucked, his body responding to the touch, seeking more. Alex broke the kiss, his lips moving to Amir's neck, sucking and nibbling at the sensitive skin. "You like that?" he murmured against Amir's ear. Amir's breath hitched, his body arching into Alex's touch. "Fuck, yes," he groaned. "Your hands, your mouth... you drive me crazy." Alex chuckled low in his throat, his hand moving faster, his grip tighter. "Good. I want to drive you crazy. I want to make you lose control." Amir's hands gripped Alex's hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he fought to keep his composure. But Alex was relentless, his hand working their cocks in a steady, torturous rhythm, his mouth exploring every inch of Amir's neck and chest. "You feel so good," Alex murmured, his voice a low growl. "Your cock, so hard, so thick. I want to feel it inside me. I want to feel you fuck me." Amir's eyes flew open, his body tensing at Alex's words. His cock throbbed in Alex's hand, a bead of precum leaking from the tip. "Fuck, Alex," he groaned. "You can't say shit like that and expect me to keep control." Alex grinned, his hand moving faster, his grip tighter. "Who said I want you to keep control?"

Amir's breath hitched as Alex's words sank in. His hands moved from Alex's hips to his back, his fingers digging into the firm muscles, pulling him closer. "You want me to fuck you?" Amir growled, his voice low and dangerous. Alex nodded, his eyes never leaving Amir's. "Yes. I want to feel you inside me. I want to feel you lose control." Amir's heart pounded in his chest, his blood rushing in his ears. He flipped them over, pinning Alex beneath him. His hands roamed Alex's body, his touch rough and demanding. He gripped Alex's wrists, pinning them above his head, his body pressing down on Alex's. Alex's breath hitched, his body arching into Amir's touch. "Fuck, Amir," he groaned. "Yes, just like that." Amir's lips crashed down on Alex's, his tongue invading his mouth, claiming it. He could feel Alex's heart pounding, matching his own. His hands moved from Alex's wrists to his chest, his fingers tweaking Alex's nipples, making him gasp. Amir broke the kiss, his lips moving to Alex's neck, his teeth nipping at the sensitive skin. "You want me to fuck you, Alex?" he murmured against his skin. "You want me to make you mine?" Alex's body shivered, his hips bucking against Amir's. "Yes," he panted. "God, yes. I want you to fuck me. I want you to own me." Amir's cock throbbed, his body aching with need. He reached over to the nightstand, grabbing the lube. His fingers coated with the slick liquid, he reached between Alex's legs, his finger circling Alex's tight hole. Alex moaned, his body tensing as Amir's finger pushed inside, slowly stretching him. Amir's cock throbbed as he watched Alex's face, his eyes closed, his mouth open in a silent moan. Amir's finger moved in and out, his thumb circling Alex's cock, making him tremble. "You ready for me, Alex?" he growled, his voice hoarse with desire. Alex's eyes flew open, his gaze locking with Amir's. "Yes," he breathed. "God, yes. I'm ready."

Amir leaned back, kneeling between Alex's spread thighs. He slicked his cock, his breath hitching as he stroked himself, his eyes never leaving Alex's. "Look at you," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "So open, so ready for me." Alex's chest heaved, his body glistening with a sheen of sweat. He reached out, his fingers tracing the veins on Amir's shaft. "I want you, Amir. I want to feel you fill me." Amir positioned himself, the head of his cock pressing against Alex's entrance. He leaned down, his forearms resting on either side of Alex's head. "Breathe, Alex," he whispered, his voice a low rumble. "Let me in." Alex took a deep breath, his body relaxing as Amir slowly pushed inside. He groaned, his eyes fluttering closed as he felt himself stretch around Amir's thick cock. "Fuck, you're big," he groaned, his fingers digging into Amir's arms. Amir grunted, his body trembling as he fought for control. "You're so tight, Alex," he ground out, his hips inching forward. "So fucking tight." Alex's legs wrapped around Amir's waist, his heels digging into the small of his back. "More," he panted. "I need more." Amir's hips surged forward, his cock sheathing fully inside Alex. He groaned, his body shaking with the effort of holding still. "Fuck, Alex," he gasped. "You feel incredible." Alex's body moved with Amir's, his hips rising to meet each thrust. His hands roamed Amir's back, his fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. "Harder," he demanded, his voice a ragged whisper. "Fuck me harder." Their bodies came together, a clap of flesh on flesh, their breaths mingling, their moans filling the room. Amir's hands gripped the headboard, using it for leverage as he pounded into Alex. Each thrust was met with a groan, each withdrawal with a whimper. Alex's cock throbbed, untouched, leaking onto his stomach. He reached between them, his hand stroking himself in time with Amir's thrusts. "I'm close," he panted, his body tensing. "So close." Amir's hips snapped forward, his cock hitting that spot inside Alex that made him see stars. "Come for me, Alex," he growled. "I want to feel you come around my cock." Alex's body convulsed, his cock pulsing as he spilled his release onto his stomach. His inner muscles clamped down on Amir's cock, milking it, drawing out his orgasm. Amir's body tensed, his hips stuttering as he came, his cock pulsing inside Alex. He collapsed on top of Alex, his body slick with sweat, his breath ragged. "Fuck, Alex," he murmured, his voice a low groan. "That was... fuck." Alex's arms wrapped around Amir, his fingers tracing idle patterns on his back. "Yeah," he agreed, his voice soft and sated. "Yeah, it was."

They both enjoyed it. Alex fell in love and decided to call Amir, daddy. And they fell asleep in bed until the adventure continues.

Alex’s fingers continued to trace lazy patterns on Amir's back, his mind racing with the intensity of what they'd just shared. He felt a warmth spread through him, a mix of satisfaction and something deeper, more profound. He looked up at Amir, his eyes soft and vulnerable. "Amir," Alex murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "Can I call you... Daddy?" Amir's body tensed slightly, but his expression remained tender. He propped himself up on one elbow, looking down at Alex with a mixture of surprise and curiosity. "Daddy?" he repeated, his voice a low rumble. Alex nodded, his cheeks flushing slightly. "Yeah. I mean, if that's okay with you. I just... I feel this connection. Like you're taking care of me, protecting me. It feels right." Amir's thumb brushed gently against Alex's cheek, his touch both soothing and possessive. "If that's what you want, Alex. If it makes you feel good, then yeah. You can call me Daddy." Alex's eyes brightened, a smile spreading across his face. "Really?" he asked, his voice filled with hope. Amir leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to Alex's forehead. "Really," he murmured. "I'm yours, Alex. Whatever you need." Alex's body relaxed, a sense of contentment washing over him. He snuggled closer to Amir, his head resting on his chest. "I love you, Daddy," he whispered, his voice laced with emotion. Amir's arms tightened around Alex, holding him close. "I love you too, Alex," he replied, his voice thick with affection. "More than you know." Their breaths synced as they lay there, the room growing darker with the setting sun. The soft sounds of their hearts beating in unison filled the silence, a soothing lullaby that lulled them into a deep, peaceful sleep. Their bodies remained entwined, a tangible testament to the bond they'd forged. As they drifted off, the room was bathed in a soft glow from the fading light, casting long shadows that danced across the walls. The adventure they'd embarked on had only just begun, and as they slept, they dreamed of the many more experiences that lay ahead.