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Previously:
Charles took the opportunity to get a good look at Timothee's slender body before the American jumped in under the covers. "I'll leave this here for you." Charles smiled sweetly as he placed the glass up water down on the bedside table. "Thank you, good night." Timothee replied, reaching up for a hug. Charles grinned and leaned down to return the hug adding a quick kiss before leaving the actor to drift off to sleep. The handsome actor looked so sexy as he lay there sleeping, Charles knew exactly what he wanted to do. The Monegasque wanted to wake up tomorrow morning with Timothee deep inside him and with that he made his way to the bathroom to clean himself out.
Riviera Rendezvous 2: Breakfast in Bed
A naked Timothee Chalamet was first to stir, grumbling as he forced open one of his beautiful green eyes. The American actor didn't recognise his surroundings but that wasn't unusual. Now, where was he? There was a head in front of him, so he was in someone else's bed. Thinking back to last night, he felt his brain ache a little from an impending hangover. Parking the gradually increasing pain in his head, he thought back to last night and there it was, how could he forget, Charles Leclerc's handsome face beaming back at him.
Snuggling in close to his sleepy, naked little spoon, Timothee's hangover horn made itself known to them both. The actor's eyes shot open with embarrassment but it didn't matter now, his hand had already been played. More importantly, the reaction from Charles wasn't evasive. The Monegasque clearly wasn't fully asleep anymore as he stirred gently within Timothee's clutches. Squeezing Charles in a little closer, the infernal heat of their two bodies under the warm white duvet brought them even closer together. Stretching forward and pouting, the actor planted a gentle kiss on the back of Charles' warm neck. The grunt from the Monegasque was a little louder this time, sounding like a heavily tranquilised Frankenstein, but yet again it was Charles' body language which spoke loudest, edging his arse back onto Timothee's rock-solid boner.
The kisses continued with Timothee tracing his way down the Ferrari driver's spine. Still Charles' sounds were soft in receipt of Timothee's affection as the actor kept their bodies close, slowly shuffling down Charles' body to kiss alternate spine bone links on his way down. Timothee's destination was the racer's beautiful, round arse and within 20 affectionate seconds the actor had arrived. The morning light was enough to make the world under the covers visible and there, right before Timothee's eyes lay Charles' sweet, round arse.
Pushing the Monegasque's peachy, olive cheeks apart, Timothee unveiled Charles' ring and felt his cock give the appropriate response. The New Yorker's 8-inch cock couldn't get much harder but it tried, thickening with a pulse of animal desire. Unfurling his dehydrated and sticky tongue, Timothee pointed for the base of Charles' pink crack and pushed his face in. From somewhere up above the actor could hear a soft sigh as his tongue located a trimmed path of soft brown hairs and followed them up, dragging his tongue along the sexy racer's enticing entrance.
The compliance from Charles' body was instantaneous with his hole relaxing to allow the pressure of Timothee's tongue to widen the gap. Charles wasn't immaculate, but he was more than clean enough. The sexy Monegasque had obviously taken care of some business last night while Timothee fell asleep and accompanied by the smell of his musky overnight sweat, naked Charles had to be the hottest thing Timothee had ever enjoyed. The difficulty was deciding whether or not to stick it in him now, or rim him for a few more minutes first...decisions, decisions.
Timothee ran a finger along Charles' spine causing the sleepy stud to stir once more while spreading his olive cheeks wide apart. The actor's thin lips pouted and stretching forward he placed a sweet kiss against Charles' beautiful ring. Timothee had decided that he wanted a little more time downstairs and leaving his hard cock to strain with penetrative anticipation, Timothee unfurled his tongue again, pointing it straight for the Ferrari driver's delicious hole. Holding Charles' warm orbs apart allowed Timothee to concentrate on the feast at the racer's ring. Timothee used as much saliva as he could to irrigate Charles' entrance, slopping his tongue over the fine hairs lining Charles' neat opening. The American silently cursed the heavens above for bringing him this untold joy. Eating out Charles Leclerc's arse was the perfect way for any boy to wake up and Timothee couldn't believe that he was the boy who got to do it. The thought of all those miles Charles did sitting on his arse as he drove around famous race tracks made the Monegasque's perfect arse all the more pleasing. Timothee was sure that as he licked, sucked, prodded and poked, he could feel the waking muscles of Charles' buttocks tensing ever so slightly to showcase their muscular goodness.
Keeping his eyes fully closed, Charles felt the ridge of Timothee's nose rest against his tailbone and the actor's tongue curl up inside him. The racer was mostly awake already and determined to remain silent. Without any distractions, Timothee was free to press his tongue deep enough inside Charles that he could taste the slick flesh beyond the Monegasque's entrance that had a sweet tang to it. Remaining nice and deep within Charles' hole for several minutes, Timothee indulged in the delightful mixture of an immaculately clean rectum accompanied by Charles' night time body musk. Was there anything in the world better than this? Timothee didn't think so.
Agreeing with Timothee's mind, the actor's hard cock throbbed desperately. By rimming before penetrating the American had defied the needs of his cock once and continued to ignore its constant moaning. In fact, had Timothee not been fully engrossed on Charles' hole he would've noticed his cock was crying with anticipation as a bead of his precum clung to his slit. The more Timothee inhaled Charles' glorious, manly essence the more the actor's cut, 8-inch wand throbbed in desperation to be tagged in for its turn inside the sexy racer.
The American was indeed close to giving his cock what it's wanted but before he did there was one last thing to check. Pushing his tongue in as far as he could and swirling within the Monegasque's irresistible tunnel, Timothee took the opportunity to release a hand and reach out in search for Charles' cock. Carefully sliding his hand over Charles' hip, the actor quickly found Charles' uncut 7-inch cock rock hard and ready for action. Timothee's green eyes flashed with delight and giving it a few gentle tugs he received the desired response as Charles' boner throbbed back with interest.
Pulling his tongue out of Charles' perfect hole the American slid back up so that he lay directly behind Charles. Timothee positioned himself so that their lower halves were perfectly aligned, meaning the actor had to bend a little to kiss the back of Charles' neck but that didn't matter. Quickly spitting as much phlegm into his right hand as he could, Timothee slathered the gooey liquid along his shaft then carefully placed his head against Charles' wet entrance.
Taking a deep breath and moving with extra caution, Timothee began to increase the pressure on Charles' bare ring. "Good morning baby." Charles smiled, turning into face Timothee while pushing his lower body backwards. "Good morning,...oh fuckkkkk!!!" Timothee smiled then squealed as Charles' beautiful face distracted him while Charles' beautiful hole devoured him. The 27-year-old felt like he was currently experiencing the hottest sensation the world had to offer; Charles Leclerc first thing in the morning with his lovely brown hair all unkempt and messy, the racer's sexy mouth surrounded by the overnight growth of his modest brown stubble, his warm brown eyes staring deep into Timothee's soul as their bodies connected, his pink lips held slightly apart to coo with warm appreciation of Timothee's entering member and an extra 100% from the Monegasque's tight bottom as he pushed himself back onto Timothee's advancing bare boner. In one long, unhurried stroke, Timothee found himself 8 inches deep inside Charles Leclerc and the bottom pulling him in for a morning breath mixed with morning arse-rimming breath kiss as his skinny crotch came to rest upon Charles' pert round arse cheeks.
Even after their crotch and arse had made contact the top didn't start pumping instantly. Pausing to enjoy this kiss, Timothee bought himself a few extra seconds camped within Charles' tight body, enjoying the experience of the beautiful boy before calmly pulling his hips back a couple of inches then pushing himself forward again. The rawness of their bond meant that every movement of Timothee's dick transmitted through to Charles' arse hole and every pulse of the top's cock tickled Charles' senses. Timothee could tell every time Charles' sensed movement by the way his exhale thickened, blowing air across Timothee's top lip.
Both men grunted with happiness as Timothee built up a steady rhythm to achieve another milestone in their sexual bond. Now Timothee was comfortably in the driving seat and ready to fuck Charles to their hearts and balls content. Timothee's tight grip of Charles' limp body tightened further still and gradually the actor added extra force to his rocking body. The session began with soft strokes, kissing the American's neat crotch against Charles' olive arse cheeks and within a minute Timothee's crotch was slapping firmly into the Monegasque, there was some way to go still, but Timothee had already begun to show what his slim, energetic body was capable of.
Stroking a finger across Timothee's beautiful face, Charles appreciated the actor's features. The smoothness of the soft, tanned skin turned tougher as he found his way to Timothee's chin and stroked the top's modest stubble. Accompanied by another delicious thrust of his cock impaling Charles' body with 8 inches of throbbing, hard meat, the Monegasque was in heaven. Charles' body ached for more, sucking hard on Timothee's probing cock as it slid back and forth calmly within him. Each stroke sent tingles of joy throughout them both but the calm and tranquillity couldn't last forever as Timothee's nuts asked for more.
Happy that Charles was now awake, Timothee carefully tilted Charles' body so that he could position his weight above the cute bottom. Planting his skinny knees nice and firmly on either side of Charles' legs, Timothee gave himself the perfect base to increase his velocity and with Charles at a 45-degree angle, the Monegasque's hole felt magical around his hard cock as he resumed stroking his bare boner inside the racer's sexy belly. "My Godddddd." Timothee heard Charles groan as he began to pump that arse nice and deep. The actor smiled, but murmurs and gentle groans were not enough, he wanted to fuck Charles fully awake!
Reaching for the racer's hardon, Timothee pleasured them both simultaneously. The actor didn't fuck Charles fast, instead he made sure that he went long and deep. Timothee pulled his cut cock 7.5 inches out of Charles' hole until the only thing left inside the Monegasque was Timothee's swollen dome which pulsed excitedly the entire way. Feeling the inside of Charles' ring, the New Yorker then pushed forward using his slender body to stuff the bottom full of his hard cock until his neat crotch landed against Charles' tailbone.
"Oh my God." Charles whined in his trademark subtle tones. The feel of Timothee's cock sliding up into him was such an invigorating way to start the day but once the actor's fist closed around his own hard shaft it wouldn't be long before his cock submitted to Timothee's will. "No, no, please, I will cum like that!" Charles begged, clicking his fingers. "Me too, we can cum together." Timothee smiled. The answer to that one was simple, "YES!!!" Charles beamed. If only this was Charles' real alarm, he'd get to bed on time every night, ready for his morning filling.
Now they were in agreement, Timothee could give Charles everything he had and leaving nothing in reserve, the top slid every inch of his 8-inch boner from Charles' ring to sphincter with every thrust, using the momentum to slide Charles' uncut 7-inch boner within his fist. "Kiss me." Charles begged. The Monegasque followed his request by turning his handsome face back to face Timothee, the sleep in his eyes still noticeable as the top stretched forward and locked their lips together.
Now the top couldn't warn Charles of his orgasm but the Monegasque didn't need warning. Timothee's cock had him on the edge of glory and the moment the American began to fill him would be a moment he would never forget. 5 more thrusts, sliding his bare cock from tip to base was all the stimulation both boys needed to bring them absolute joy, a feeling they experienced in perfect synergy.
"Yeah, it's coming." Timothee huffed, breaking their kiss then re-engaging their connection after Charles replied. "Me too." The rush from his nuts to his tip was so intense that the top practically screamed into Charles' mouth and a second later, Charles felt his reward for being so fucking sexy. ["Oh my God!!!"] Charles replied inside his mind, unable to speak those words as the flood of Timothee's cum within him added to the top's fist, enticing the eruption from Charles' aching cock.
The mess that he was about to create all over his bed had been fucked to the very back of Charles' mind as the pleasure of Timothee's exploding cock launched a rocket of the Monegasque's creamy cum across his bright, white bedsheets. The racer's eyes wanted to explode from their sockets as Timothee's warm seed coated his sensitive sphincter. Each wave of the New Yorker's velvet felt phenomenal, warming Charles' senses and increasing the strength of his own orgasm.
The heat of the moment continued to climb as Timothee thudded his horny crotch into Charles' juicy cheeks. The Monegasque's perfect arse cushioned each thud with a meaty goodness that echoed around the room as Timothee accelerated, bucking harder as his orgasm climbed towards its height. Timothee's primal needs were audibly clear after every thrust, slamming his lower body hard into Charles' which sent waves of pleasure throughout the groaning bottom.
Charles met power with power, pushing his arse back in time with Timothee's driving thrusts. The feel of the actor's milk blasting up inside Charles only made the feel of his own ejaculation feel better than ever before. Each bone shattering crunch from the skinny American's horny crotch reverberated waves of basic, instinctive desire throughout Charles. Timothee's cock withdrew leaving 6 inches of his hole void of meat but full of cum but only for a second. "Ouiiii Timmy!!!" Charles groaned as the top piled forward again, filling that void with his meat and another lining of American cream. Launching another rocket of his own, Charles' second load within 12 hours grew thinner but still felt oh so good.
The thick heaviness of Timothee's seed was beginning to wane while the actor continued to pump. Charles' body was perfect as his creamy nuts had appreciated every second of Timothee's cock's invasion without protest. Glancing down at Charles' swollen head, the top could see that the Monegasque was no longer shooting. The mess ahead of them was plentiful but Charles was done and with a final thrust deep into the sexy racer Timothee pinned himself to Charles' cheeks and exhaled to signal the end of his relief. Their lips remained connected for the next 30 seconds, immersing themselves in the moment while reliving the action replays of the last few minutes. Once their bodies were connected, the experience had felt biblical and most importantly they could tell their lover felt the same.
Parting their lips, Charles smiled at Timothee and the American smiled back adoringly. Carefully, Timothee removed his semi hard cock from the stunning Monegasque, watching Charles' expression as his head neared the bottom's ring. "Ahh yeah." Charles moaned softly as Timothee popped out of him. The pair lay there naked, just appreciating how the perfect morning had begun. It was up to Charles as the host to get himself up and organise breakfast but for now, his eyes were feasting on Timothee's handsome face and glowing, naked body. Timothee too looked upon Charles as the perfect host for his Riviera visits and the perfect host for his morning load. Both silently agreed that this morning was absolutely...perfect!
FIN
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