When you’re in a new city, you like to do the whole “take in the sights” thing: walk the park, soak up the vibe, and people-watch a little. But you get distracted by the sunshine and all the cute locals, and before you know it, you smash right into Rico TV. Coffee goes flying. Straight onto his crisp white sleeveless tee. He looks down, then back up at you like, “What the FUCK!? Seriously?” And yeah, you feel bad. That shirt was clean, the arms were out, the moment was ruined. So you do the only reasonable thing: you offer him a fix. Come back to your place, grab a shower, and throw on something fresh. Rico agrees but on the walk home, it’s pretty clear he doesn’t think a quick rinse is enough compensation. And considering he’s just your type, heavily tattooed, hard acting, and cute as fuck. You’re not exactly trying to argue. So by the time you get inside, it’s obvious the “accident” is about to turn into something a lot more intentional. He strips down, showcasing his slim fit body and sick artwork all over his body, and shows off his smooth ass. He sucks your cock deep and shows you what that talented mouth can do, and you’re making it up to him properly.
