As I ventured toward steam room I saw him in my peripheral view following at a slower pace.
I accelerated into the locker room and quickly undressed to surprise Adrian as he entered the locker room.
My cock was full of renewed excitement as I proudly stood there as he walked in.
“Oh look at you,” he exhaled as he approached me knowing there were many others in the nearby.
“Look at what?” I squinted and smiled back.
“You know what I want,” he whispered into my ear.
I had to quickly wrap a towel around my body and tuck my cock up into the waist-area to avoid the obvious wardrobe malfunction.
I abruptly turned and ventured towards the steam room, quickly to see a number of men in the steam room.
As I situated on the upper bench, I intentionally left plenty of space for Adrian.
Minutes later I heard the door open with Adrian slowly moving through the thick steam to find me.
As he situated, I turned to my head for him to see me with, “Sir, can you please give me some space?”
He smiled back and put his hand on my thigh.
I pushed his hand off, waved my hand to go away and shifted away a few inches.
He scooted closer and approached my ear with a whisper, “No one can see us dork.”
His hand made a second attempt on my thigh.
I quickly pushed him off again and shook my head to decline his attempts communicating it was too risky.
He nudged even closer to me and this time he audaciously grabbed my hard cock outside of the towel.
My body jolted with pleasure, but still wasn’t budging.
I shifted away from him and forcefully moved his hand off me.
He slowly shifted his body back towards me and passionately whispered closely into my ear, “I can’t help it.”
I turned to him into his ear with, “Sorry, remember – our ship sailed,” as I lightly slapped his thigh over his towel.
I was admittedly playing hard to get, but also knowing I was playing defense knowing I was fragile and could easily break if he got me going.
His persistence leaned against me, grabbed my hand on his thigh, weaved his hand into mine and whispered, “Please baby – there’s so much electricity going on between us.”
I firmly shook my head to decline, stood up and walked out of the steam. I showered, dressed and ventured to the parking garage – admittedly hoping he would follow.
As I entered and started my car, I purposely sat there for a few minutes to give him time to catch me.
My strategy worked as within a couple minutes as heard the firm knock on the passenger window.
I unlocked the car and Adrian unfolded quickly into the front passenger seat.
“Our ship has sailed?”, he sarcastically questioned my weak escape as I pretended to focus on changing the music.
“You’re crazy – but yes, this window is closed,” I smiled refusing to look at him.
“Oh yeah? Look at me, Morgan,” he taunted.
“Why?”
“You’re scared to look at me, aren’t you?”
I squinted, locked into my best poker-face, turned my face and looked seriously into his eyes, as-if to accept his challenge.
“See? Does this look like someone who wants more?”, as I stared delicately into his dark eyes.
His body leaned towards me with, “There you are,” as his eyes squinted and he started rubbing my thigh.
“Stop – we can stare, but no touching,” I firmly removed his hand.
“Come on baby,” as he shifted closer.
“Come on baby, what?”, I countered now staring at him suspiciously.
“Come on baby – you don’t feel the electricity?”, as his hand slid up into my crotch.
Defenselessly, my head slightly tilted back, but still staring.
“Feel that baby? Your cock definitely is feeling something.”
I shook my head to try and fight it, but then Adrian grabbed my hand and placed it on his wide cock bulging against his thin gym shorts.
My mouth slightly opened releasing a deep exhale.
“That’s right baby – remember him?”
I loudly inhaled while my lips folder together inside my mouth signaling my loss to this fight.
Adrian thrusted his firm cock into my hand, while his hand forcefully took my hand to stroke it up and down over his shorts.
His hypnotic power officially overtook my ability to pull away even while in the crowded, public parking lot.
I sat there silently as he slowly stroked his own cock using my hand over his slippery shorts.
My breathing sped up through my nose, as did the pace of the strokes while my eyes closed knowing I could no longer look at him without forfeiting to his power.
Adrian shifted his body, lifted a leg so he could pull out his massive cock through the leg area of his silky shorts while he adjusted my hand to now hold and stroke his bare, heavy, warm cock.
We both watched in awe as he slowly stroked this sweaty, thick cock – using my hand.
After a few minutes, he quietly leaned over into my ear to whisper, “Give me some spit baby”, as he forced his fingers into my mouth.
I obeyed and produced a large wad of spit into his fingers as he quickly slathered it all over his cock with my hand stroking.
I worked all the spit and precum leaking from his massive head and continued to obey his controlled hand with slow methodical strokes.
Adrian remained close to my ear and next whispered, “Open your eyes, baby.”
I shook my head in protest with my eyes remaining tightly closed.
“Come on baby, I need you to taste him.”
My head continued with its slow and firm declining nods.
Adrian’s hand moved away from my crotch to run up my abs, chest, nipples and around to the back of my hair.
As he stroked my hair in the back, his hand opened to palm my the back of my head with, “Baby, it’s time.”
Even as I continued to decline with my head turns, he then forcefully began to pull my head down towards his throbbing cock as my body initially embraced to fight his demand.
While my hand continued to methodically stroke his rigid cock, my neck and body fought for a few more seconds against his forceful demand before relinquishing.
As he firmly pushed my head down, my eyes briefly opened just before they arrived to engage with his slick head.
My mouth slightly expanded to taste his sour, oozing hole as my tongue swirled around the strings of precum.
He loudly exhaled and moaned to further push my head down onto his throbbing cock.
As his head plummeted into mouth it quickly went beyond my comfort, which resulted in a loud gag.
My head jolted up a bit, but then he forcefully pushed me back down and thrust his cock up back into my mouth.
After a few thrusts back and force into my mouth, Adrian released his firm pull on my head and shifted into sexily playing with my hair, knowing he no longer needed to force what he wanted.
“Try and open wider, I can feel your teeth”, he firmly instructed.
I inhaled deep through my nose as I expanded my mouth to beyond my initial capacity.
I felt his warm cock slide further into my mouth going deeper past my tongue. As his head rubbed against the roof of my mouth, more and more precum dripped down my throat.
He seemed to enjoy the head rubbing against the top of my mouth, which had him increasing his thrusts.
Within seconds, his pace quickly picked up with his hand firm on my head once again with firm, slight thrusts into my strained mouth.