Khoa waits in the ring, adjusting his singlet, eager to see who his opponent will be. He had extended his trip to Japan to attend some Japanese pro wrestling matches, and when he found there was an opportunity to participate, he boldly signed up for it.
Minoura has no idea who he's facing off either, but it doesn't matter, he knows he's going to win. With that confidence he struts out to the ring wearing his heavy gold jacket and carrying his signature rose in his mouth. As he nears the ring he sees Khoa in his corner and his jaw drops, dropping the rose with it. This sexy model is his opponent? He definitely has Gold Class potential. He quickly picks up his rose and enters the ring, trying to play it cool. He lets his coat fall to his feet, revealing his chiseled abs, glistening under the lights, hoping that Khoa likes what he sees.
Indeed Khoa is equally delighted by his opponent's appearance. The long hair. The beautiful chest. And when Minoura bends over to set his rose in the corner -- he sees that bubbly ass. If only this match were alone in a bedroom...
The bell rings and the two men start circling around, still eyeing each other up. Minoura makes the first move, coming at Khoa and backing him into the corner. The pornstar kneels with his ass on the lowest turnbuckle, Minoura's chest right in his face. The wrestler grabs him in a side headlock, pulling him back into the center of the right, his bicep squeezing Khoa's head. The pornstar drops down on one knee as Minoura tightens the hold, putting more pressure on him. As turned on as he is by Khoa, Minoura isn't going to let his lust get in the way of winning this match. Khoa puts his hand on Minoura's stomach, trying to push him off, but becomes too enticed by the wrestler's abs and ends up just feeling them. Minoura gets Khoa back upright and shoves him into the ropes. Khoa rebounds back fast, ducking under Minoura's leapfrog to the opposite side of the ring, where he comes off the ropes again and grabbed by Minoura with a big hip toss that sends him bouncing on his ass across the ring. As Khoa takes his time standing back up Minoura runs at him with a shoulder block, taking him back down. He slides on top of the pornstar, hooking the leg, but only gets a one-count.
The two men scramble back to their feet and face off again. Khoa is still blinded by Minoura's looks, but not so much that he ducks a punch. He grabs Minoura in a wrist lock, twisting the wrestler's arm around. Minoura grimaces in pain, feeling no relief when Khoa releases the hold and elbows him in the shoulder. Minoura crawls away, but Khoa stays on him, tugging at his trunks to keep him from getting too far. He hoists Minoura back up, but the wrestler flips right on over him. When Khoa spins back around Minoura jumps up and gives him a dropkick to the face. Khoa wobbles back into the corner. Minoura runs into him and hits a back elbow, then hooks him with a double underhook suplex. He crawls on top of Khoa again for the pin, but, again, it's a one-count.
Khoa is slower to get up this time, his face can't hide the pain. Minoura helps him up, trying to get him in a fireman's carry, but the pornstar slides behind him. Minoura tries to elbow behind him, but Khoa ducks it and grab the wrestler's waist and hits him with a German suplex. Minoura lands hard, slow to get up as the momentum swings to the pornstar. Khoa grabs the wrestler by his hair and hits a big chop across his chest. He follows it up with a couple kicks and an enzuigiri that sends Minoura to his knees, leaning over the ropes facing the outside of the ring. Khoa runs to the opposite side of the ring and springs back hitting a 619. Minoura falls flat on his back in the center of the ring, opening his eyes in time to see Khoa springing off the ropes with a splash right on to him. The pornstar stays on him, hooking both the legs. One. Two. Thr-- Minoura punches his shoulder up at the last second.
Not dissuaded, Khoa removes the straps of his singlet and gets Minoura in a reverse choke hold hoping to drain whatever energy the wrestler has out of him. Minoura screams out trying to fight off his fatigue. He manages to stand back up and elbow Khoa to break the hold, but Khoa scoops him up and slams him down. Minoura takes his time to get back, rubbing his back to soothe the pain. By the time he's upright, he sees Khoa comes running at him. The wrestler falls flat on his stomach allowing him to run over him right into the corner turnbuckles. Minoura grabs him by the waist and rolls him backwards for the pin. One, Two, thr-- Khoa kicks out in time.
The pornstar immediately stands back up and gets kicked in the gut by Minoura. The wrestler is looking to end things after Khoa's nearly three-count pin. Minoura then runs to the ropes, building up his speed, and hits him with a crossbody. Minoura hops to his feet roaring with energy as he takes control of the match again. He picks Khoa back up and hits him with a swinging side backbreaker. Khoa rolls away outside the ring before Minoura can grab him for the pin.
Outside Khoa rubs his head, still dazed from Minoura's sudden attacks. He's so tired and sore he doesn't even notice the crowd cheering on Minoura as he sails over the ropes with a plancha, landing on top of him. Minoura hops back up to his feet with a pep, sore from the attack, but ready to put Khoa out. He rolls the pornstar back into the ring and follows after him. He pulls Khoa up and hits him with his R-301 suplex slam and then hooks the leg. One. Two. Three. A hard fought victory goes to Minoura.
Indeed Khoa is equally delighted by his opponent's appearance. The long hair. The beautiful chest. And when Minoura bends over to set his rose in the corner -- he sees that bubbly ass. If only this match were alone in a bedroom...
The bell rings and the two men start circling around, still eyeing each other up. Minoura makes the first move, coming at Khoa and backing him into the corner. The pornstar kneels with his ass on the lowest turnbuckle, Minoura's chest right in his face. The wrestler grabs him in a side headlock, pulling him back into the center of the right, his bicep squeezing Khoa's head. The pornstar drops down on one knee as Minoura tightens the hold, putting more pressure on him. As turned on as he is by Khoa, Minoura isn't going to let his lust get in the way of winning this match. Khoa puts his hand on Minoura's stomach, trying to push him off, but becomes too enticed by the wrestler's abs and ends up just feeling them. Minoura gets Khoa back upright and shoves him into the ropes. Khoa rebounds back fast, ducking under Minoura's leapfrog to the opposite side of the ring, where he comes off the ropes again and grabbed by Minoura with a big hip toss that sends him bouncing on his ass across the ring. As Khoa takes his time standing back up Minoura runs at him with a shoulder block, taking him back down. He slides on top of the pornstar, hooking the leg, but only gets a one-count.
The two men scramble back to their feet and face off again. Khoa is still blinded by Minoura's looks, but not so much that he ducks a punch. He grabs Minoura in a wrist lock, twisting the wrestler's arm around. Minoura grimaces in pain, feeling no relief when Khoa releases the hold and elbows him in the shoulder. Minoura crawls away, but Khoa stays on him, tugging at his trunks to keep him from getting too far. He hoists Minoura back up, but the wrestler flips right on over him. When Khoa spins back around Minoura jumps up and gives him a dropkick to the face. Khoa wobbles back into the corner. Minoura runs into him and hits a back elbow, then hooks him with a double underhook suplex. He crawls on top of Khoa again for the pin, but, again, it's a one-count.
Khoa is slower to get up this time, his face can't hide the pain. Minoura helps him up, trying to get him in a fireman's carry, but the pornstar slides behind him. Minoura tries to elbow behind him, but Khoa ducks it and grab the wrestler's waist and hits him with a German suplex. Minoura lands hard, slow to get up as the momentum swings to the pornstar. Khoa grabs the wrestler by his hair and hits a big chop across his chest. He follows it up with a couple kicks and an enzuigiri that sends Minoura to his knees, leaning over the ropes facing the outside of the ring. Khoa runs to the opposite side of the ring and springs back hitting a 619. Minoura falls flat on his back in the center of the ring, opening his eyes in time to see Khoa springing off the ropes with a splash right on to him. The pornstar stays on him, hooking both the legs. One. Two. Thr-- Minoura punches his shoulder up at the last second.
Not dissuaded, Khoa removes the straps of his singlet and gets Minoura in a reverse choke hold hoping to drain whatever energy the wrestler has out of him. Minoura screams out trying to fight off his fatigue. He manages to stand back up and elbow Khoa to break the hold, but Khoa scoops him up and slams him down. Minoura takes his time to get back, rubbing his back to soothe the pain. By the time he's upright, he sees Khoa comes running at him. The wrestler falls flat on his stomach allowing him to run over him right into the corner turnbuckles. Minoura grabs him by the waist and rolls him backwards for the pin. One, Two, thr-- Khoa kicks out in time.
The pornstar immediately stands back up and gets kicked in the gut by Minoura. The wrestler is looking to end things after Khoa's nearly three-count pin. Minoura then runs to the ropes, building up his speed, and hits him with a crossbody. Minoura hops to his feet roaring with energy as he takes control of the match again. He picks Khoa back up and hits him with a swinging side backbreaker. Khoa rolls away outside the ring before Minoura can grab him for the pin.
Outside Khoa rubs his head, still dazed from Minoura's sudden attacks. He's so tired and sore he doesn't even notice the crowd cheering on Minoura as he sails over the ropes with a plancha, landing on top of him. Minoura hops back up to his feet with a pep, sore from the attack, but ready to put Khoa out. He rolls the pornstar back into the ring and follows after him. He pulls Khoa up and hits him with his R-301 suplex slam and then hooks the leg. One. Two. Three. A hard fought victory goes to Minoura.
Khoa wakes up in the ring, he was only out for a few seconds, but it feels like longer. As he sits up he notices there's something tucked in his singlet, the stem of a yellow rose. He admires the flower and only then realizes there's note attached to the stem: Come to my room tonight.
Later that night, the pornstar's heart is racing as he approaches Minoura's room -- he's still as giddy as he when he first received the invitation. He had thought this solo trip to Japan would have resulted in nights alone in bed, but now he's on his way to the room of one of the hottest men he's seen since he's been here. Did he really will this to happen when he imagined it in the ring? He didn't know if he should dress up, keep it casual, or show up in his singlet -- he wanted to impress Minoura after all. He decided to wear his thong underwear and the hotel bathrobe - sexy, but practical.
When Minoura finally slows to a stop Khoa mistakes that as though the wrestler is coming. But he realizes he can't feel any cum in him or on him. He stares up at Minoura's face worried that something's wrong. Minoura can see the alarm in his eyes and chuckles. He rubs Khoa's thigh to ease his nerves and says, "Your turn."
Khoa sits up on his knees and hugs Minoura close to him as he gives him a full tongue kiss. Minoura then turns around and bends over, opening himself up for the doggie position.
Khoa presses in slowly, his hands spreading along the wrestler's back in a soothing motion. Minoura shudders as he takes more of Khoa's long cock; it fills him up nicely, the perfect length to prod at his prostate all the way in. Tension already fills his own cock, and he is sure the pain and pleasure are showing on his face, but Khoa can't see that.
The pornstar fucks him at a brisk pace, barely letting his long cock out before pumping it back in. He breathes calmly, giving him the stamina to keep going despite his exhaustion. Minoura groans, fucks his hips back, pushing himself onto Khoa's cock, his head still pressing on prostate with every thrust. His hair flops wildly, as the wrestler keeps his impressive pace going. Khoa nearly falls over, having to grab Minoura's shoulders to steady himself. And then Minoura presses all the way back and twerks his ass with Khoa buried deep in him, a move that has the pornstar crying out in disbelief.
When he finishes Minoura glances back with a devious smile and orders Khoa to keep going. The pornstar leans forward so he's on top of the wrestler's sweaty back, and fucks from this higher angle. Deep, steady fucks that make Minoura feel every inch of him. Fucks that have Minoura moan louder, a continuous cry of pleasure. He feels Khoa's breath on his neck as the pornstar leans in and nips his earlobe. He then whispers he wants Minoura back in him.
The two switch positions with Minoura resting his head on the pillow on his back and Khoa saddling up in his lap. The pornstar grabs the wrestler's cock stroking it slowly before aiming it at his hole. He releases a sigh once Minoura is back inside him and slowing begins to rock himself back and forth on his cock. The pornstar builds up speed fast, holding one of Minoura's hands as the momentum builds. His own dick smacking down on Minoura's abs, leaving a trail of pre-cum.
"Ahh... yeah..."
Minoura grabs both of Khoa's thighs and begins bouncing him on his dick. The pornstar presses down on his chest and then takes over controlling the pace. Minoura whimpers as Khoa bounces faster on top of him, the way his hole tightens around the wrestler drives him crazy. He may be bottoming, but Khoa is definitely the one driving things. Minoura takes deep breaths, his eyes and hands going up and down Khoa's body watching the pornstar work him hard.
Khoa goes all the way down until he feels Minoura's balls squeeze up against him. He then gyrates slowly, rubbing his ass in a circle on the wrestler. Minoura grabs the edges of the bed, his body twitching. His only release to control his spasm is to buck his hips upward into Khoa, which he does. Faster and faster.
Later that night, the pornstar's heart is racing as he approaches Minoura's room -- he's still as giddy as he when he first received the invitation. He had thought this solo trip to Japan would have resulted in nights alone in bed, but now he's on his way to the room of one of the hottest men he's seen since he's been here. Did he really will this to happen when he imagined it in the ring? He didn't know if he should dress up, keep it casual, or show up in his singlet -- he wanted to impress Minoura after all. He decided to wear his thong underwear and the hotel bathrobe - sexy, but practical.
Khoa knocks on the door, holding his breath as he hears Minoura make his way to him. The door flings open and Minoura stands there in his golden robe, skin slick with oil underneath it, and smile on his face. Khoa, holding the golden flower in his lips, immediately goes in for a kiss, passing the flower back to Minoura. He's so entranced by the wrestler's beauty he doesn't even realize that underneath the coat Minoura is completely naked.
"Come on in," the wrestler says.
The door clicks shut and the two wrap their arms around each other, making out furiously as they move toward the bed. Khoa sheds his bathrobe almost immediately, finding warmth under Minoura's coat in his embrace. He kisses down the wrestler's neck, nipping at his pecs, sucking on them one at a time, feeling Minoura's body twitch with delight.
Then Minoura sits on the edge of the bed and spreads his legs, waving his dick as an invitation for the pornstar to start sucking. It's a language Khoa speaks well. Khoa drops to his knees and brushes his lips across the tip, which glistens with precum. He feels Minoura shudder at this brief contact, realizing that despite his calm exterior Minoura is just as worked up as he is. Khoa doesn't prolong this anymore and quickly slides his mouth down Minoura's shaft.
"Ohhh..." Minoura lets out a throaty moan, combing his fingers through Khoa's short hair, pulling him in closer.
"Come on in," the wrestler says.
The door clicks shut and the two wrap their arms around each other, making out furiously as they move toward the bed. Khoa sheds his bathrobe almost immediately, finding warmth under Minoura's coat in his embrace. He kisses down the wrestler's neck, nipping at his pecs, sucking on them one at a time, feeling Minoura's body twitch with delight.
Then Minoura sits on the edge of the bed and spreads his legs, waving his dick as an invitation for the pornstar to start sucking. It's a language Khoa speaks well. Khoa drops to his knees and brushes his lips across the tip, which glistens with precum. He feels Minoura shudder at this brief contact, realizing that despite his calm exterior Minoura is just as worked up as he is. Khoa doesn't prolong this anymore and quickly slides his mouth down Minoura's shaft.
"Ohhh..." Minoura lets out a throaty moan, combing his fingers through Khoa's short hair, pulling him in closer.
The pornstar bobs back and forth, sucking and licking at every part of Minoura's cock. He reaches up to caress the wrestler's thighs, as he continues to suck him. He sees Minoura tilt his head back, eyes closed, holding his breath. Being part of Gold Class Minoura is used to the best of the best, but now Khoa sucking him dick, he is experiencing something even greater. Khoa reaches between his legs and begins fondling his balls, rolling them in his hand getting Minoura to open his eyes back up. Khoa smiles at him with the dick in his mouth.
"Stand," Minoura instructs.
As Khoa gets back on his feet the wrestler stands up too. Minoura turns Khoa around so he's facing the foot of the bed and presses up behind him firmly. He leans forward, planting a wet, open-mouthed kiss on the back of his neck and then wraps one arm around his waist and pulls him back into his body so Khoa grinds his ass right against his dick. Minoura rocks his hips forward and rubs his dick up down his ass crack, letting his eyes fall shut, as he moans low in his throat.
"Fuck me..." Khoa begs as he slides his thong off.
Minoura spins him back to face him, as if he wants to see him say those two words. Khoa opens his mouth again, but the wrestler pushes him backward on to the bed before any sound can come out. Minoura then crawls up the model's legs to his torso, and finally until he's on top of him face-to-face. He presses his lips against Khoa's, slipping his tongue in for a passionate kiss as their naked bodies press together. When he lets go, Minoura leans back and folds Khoa's legs up as he seamlessly slides his cock into him.
"Ahhhh..." Khoa reacts to the warmth inside him.
He stares up at Minoura's beautifully sculpted body, pressing his hands against his abs, almost as if he needs to touch them to make sure his eyes aren't deceiving him. He likes how the wrestler stares at him with intensity, even with his hair dangling down, but never in the way. How his coat covers them both like a blanket, even though Minoura's touch runs warm. How he moves with such focus -- nothing is methodical -- it's as though it's all for Khoa's pleasure. And that last part is mostly true, as Minoura is just as impressed with Khoa's model looks, wanting to do everything to show him a Gold Class experience.
"Stand," Minoura instructs.
As Khoa gets back on his feet the wrestler stands up too. Minoura turns Khoa around so he's facing the foot of the bed and presses up behind him firmly. He leans forward, planting a wet, open-mouthed kiss on the back of his neck and then wraps one arm around his waist and pulls him back into his body so Khoa grinds his ass right against his dick. Minoura rocks his hips forward and rubs his dick up down his ass crack, letting his eyes fall shut, as he moans low in his throat.
"Fuck me..." Khoa begs as he slides his thong off.
Minoura spins him back to face him, as if he wants to see him say those two words. Khoa opens his mouth again, but the wrestler pushes him backward on to the bed before any sound can come out. Minoura then crawls up the model's legs to his torso, and finally until he's on top of him face-to-face. He presses his lips against Khoa's, slipping his tongue in for a passionate kiss as their naked bodies press together. When he lets go, Minoura leans back and folds Khoa's legs up as he seamlessly slides his cock into him.
"Ahhhh..." Khoa reacts to the warmth inside him.
He stares up at Minoura's beautifully sculpted body, pressing his hands against his abs, almost as if he needs to touch them to make sure his eyes aren't deceiving him. He likes how the wrestler stares at him with intensity, even with his hair dangling down, but never in the way. How his coat covers them both like a blanket, even though Minoura's touch runs warm. How he moves with such focus -- nothing is methodical -- it's as though it's all for Khoa's pleasure. And that last part is mostly true, as Minoura is just as impressed with Khoa's model looks, wanting to do everything to show him a Gold Class experience.
"Yeah..." Khoa slowly gasps.
And with that Minoura leans forward and rocks his cock back and forth inside the pornstar. The men are quiet, just the sound of Minoura's skin slapping up against Khoa's with each penetration -- their breaths are soft as to not disturb the peace. In this moment they both shed any nerves they have with their lust fueling their confidence.
Minoura leans forward, kissing Khoa's lips to keep his whimpers to a minimum.
Minoura feels Khoa's muscles clench around his cock, the desire to not let go. The room feels like it's going up a few degrees, it's nearly unbearable as they stick together with sweat. Minoura leans back shedding his coat, letting it drop to the floor, as he squeezes Khoa's thighs. It's like it gives him a renewed vigor as he drills into Khoa with a series of rapid thrusts.
And with that Minoura leans forward and rocks his cock back and forth inside the pornstar. The men are quiet, just the sound of Minoura's skin slapping up against Khoa's with each penetration -- their breaths are soft as to not disturb the peace. In this moment they both shed any nerves they have with their lust fueling their confidence.
Minoura leans forward, kissing Khoa's lips to keep his whimpers to a minimum.
Minoura feels Khoa's muscles clench around his cock, the desire to not let go. The room feels like it's going up a few degrees, it's nearly unbearable as they stick together with sweat. Minoura leans back shedding his coat, letting it drop to the floor, as he squeezes Khoa's thighs. It's like it gives him a renewed vigor as he drills into Khoa with a series of rapid thrusts.
"Uhhh, oh fuck," Khoa moans.
The brutal pace is rough, but in the best way possible.
The brutal pace is rough, but in the best way possible.
Khoa sits up on his knees and hugs Minoura close to him as he gives him a full tongue kiss. Minoura then turns around and bends over, opening himself up for the doggie position.
Khoa presses in slowly, his hands spreading along the wrestler's back in a soothing motion. Minoura shudders as he takes more of Khoa's long cock; it fills him up nicely, the perfect length to prod at his prostate all the way in. Tension already fills his own cock, and he is sure the pain and pleasure are showing on his face, but Khoa can't see that.
The pornstar fucks him at a brisk pace, barely letting his long cock out before pumping it back in. He breathes calmly, giving him the stamina to keep going despite his exhaustion. Minoura groans, fucks his hips back, pushing himself onto Khoa's cock, his head still pressing on prostate with every thrust. His hair flops wildly, as the wrestler keeps his impressive pace going. Khoa nearly falls over, having to grab Minoura's shoulders to steady himself. And then Minoura presses all the way back and twerks his ass with Khoa buried deep in him, a move that has the pornstar crying out in disbelief.
When he finishes Minoura glances back with a devious smile and orders Khoa to keep going. The pornstar leans forward so he's on top of the wrestler's sweaty back, and fucks from this higher angle. Deep, steady fucks that make Minoura feel every inch of him. Fucks that have Minoura moan louder, a continuous cry of pleasure. He feels Khoa's breath on his neck as the pornstar leans in and nips his earlobe. He then whispers he wants Minoura back in him.
The two switch positions with Minoura resting his head on the pillow on his back and Khoa saddling up in his lap. The pornstar grabs the wrestler's cock stroking it slowly before aiming it at his hole. He releases a sigh once Minoura is back inside him and slowing begins to rock himself back and forth on his cock. The pornstar builds up speed fast, holding one of Minoura's hands as the momentum builds. His own dick smacking down on Minoura's abs, leaving a trail of pre-cum.
"Ahh... yeah..."
Minoura grabs both of Khoa's thighs and begins bouncing him on his dick. The pornstar presses down on his chest and then takes over controlling the pace. Minoura whimpers as Khoa bounces faster on top of him, the way his hole tightens around the wrestler drives him crazy. He may be bottoming, but Khoa is definitely the one driving things. Minoura takes deep breaths, his eyes and hands going up and down Khoa's body watching the pornstar work him hard.
Khoa goes all the way down until he feels Minoura's balls squeeze up against him. He then gyrates slowly, rubbing his ass in a circle on the wrestler. Minoura grabs the edges of the bed, his body twitching. His only release to control his spasm is to buck his hips upward into Khoa, which he does. Faster and faster.
"Ahhh, ahhh," Khoa presses his hands down on the bed to steady himself.
Khoa can't ignore how quickly the pressure is building in his lower half. His thighs are becoming weak, his cock twitching wildly, and pleasure sparking all through that which surrounds Minoura's manhood. Minoura can see it in Khoa's eyes, and has him turn around on his dick before pulling the pornstar back on the chest. They both stare up at the ceiling as the wrestler takes back control, thrusting back up in Khoa.
"Uhhhh, fuck," Khoa's voice gets higher.
Inside his nerve-ends are screaming even louder in his agony of desire, his body shaking violently Minoura nails his sweet spot. If the wrestler weren't holding on to him his whole body would be jerking uncontrollably. And then he feels Minoura's hand grasp his cock, stroking it in sync with his fucking. Khoa knows he's not going to last much longer now, closing his eyes to try and fight it off. But then it’s just one, two, three more strokes and he’s coming. He makes a sound that is half incoherent and half Minoura's name as he finally climaxes. His release shoots onto his chest as his body trembles from Minoura's fucking. The wrestler lets go of Khoa's cock and twerks the model's nipple instead. He squeezes it harder and harder as he rides his own orgasm and comes deep inside Khoa.
"Ahhhhh..." he finally exhales, releasing Khoa's nipple from his fingers.
Khoa rolls off on his side watching as Minoura jerks his cock some more, shooting more cum on his stomach, filling the crevasses of his abs."Fuck, so hot," Khoa watches.
Minoura turns on his side and looks at Khoa, a mix of satisfaction and relief in his face. Khoa doesn't have to say a word for Minoura to tell he feels exactly the same way.
Khoa can't ignore how quickly the pressure is building in his lower half. His thighs are becoming weak, his cock twitching wildly, and pleasure sparking all through that which surrounds Minoura's manhood. Minoura can see it in Khoa's eyes, and has him turn around on his dick before pulling the pornstar back on the chest. They both stare up at the ceiling as the wrestler takes back control, thrusting back up in Khoa.
"Uhhhh, fuck," Khoa's voice gets higher.
Inside his nerve-ends are screaming even louder in his agony of desire, his body shaking violently Minoura nails his sweet spot. If the wrestler weren't holding on to him his whole body would be jerking uncontrollably. And then he feels Minoura's hand grasp his cock, stroking it in sync with his fucking. Khoa knows he's not going to last much longer now, closing his eyes to try and fight it off. But then it’s just one, two, three more strokes and he’s coming. He makes a sound that is half incoherent and half Minoura's name as he finally climaxes. His release shoots onto his chest as his body trembles from Minoura's fucking. The wrestler lets go of Khoa's cock and twerks the model's nipple instead. He squeezes it harder and harder as he rides his own orgasm and comes deep inside Khoa.
"Ahhhhh..." he finally exhales, releasing Khoa's nipple from his fingers.
Khoa rolls off on his side watching as Minoura jerks his cock some more, shooting more cum on his stomach, filling the crevasses of his abs."Fuck, so hot," Khoa watches.
Minoura turns on his side and looks at Khoa, a mix of satisfaction and relief in his face. Khoa doesn't have to say a word for Minoura to tell he feels exactly the same way.
When Minoura wakes up the next morning he's surprised to see the bed empty next to him. He slowly gets out of bed and checks the bathroom, but Khoa -- and his bathrobe -- are gone. Just as he returns to the bed there's a knock at his door. The wrestler opens it, not caring he's naked, and sees a bouquet of a dozen gold roses. The note simply says, Let me know when you want to do it again - HVK XOXO. 
If I could choose between these two sexy men, I'd give the gold rose to Minoura.
If I could choose between these two sexy men, I'd give the gold rose to Minoura.
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