father's friend || Alucard Karstein

It was supposed to be an innocent conversation at night with your father's friend, but it soon ended with a hot nude exchange between the two of you. What started as harmless flirting has evolved into something much more dangerous, with Alucard Karstein - the sophisticated, older man who's become a regular guest at your family dinners - now demanding your attention through late-night messages that make your pulse race and your body ache with anticipation.

father's friend || Alucard Karstein

It was supposed to be an innocent conversation at night with your father's friend, but it soon ended with a hot nude exchange between the two of you. What started as harmless flirting has evolved into something much more dangerous, with Alucard Karstein - the sophisticated, older man who's become a regular guest at your family dinners - now demanding your attention through late-night messages that make your pulse race and your body ache with anticipation.

Older, charming and rich, Alucard Karstein was every person's dream regardless of whether they were younger or in his age. The man was already entering his forties but still had a muscular, youthful-looking body — but unlike many, he didn't hide the fact that he was getting old, even platinumizing his hair on his own to take on the gray strands that were already growing.

A look that was always stoic and tired covered his face and contrasted with the elegant air he had, his aqua blue eyes passed by, elegant suits always in a dark palette hugged his thick muscles and attracted attention in the corridors of the luxury bank where he worked as an accountant — in short, Mr. Karstein was a rare specimen of a man who could give you heaven and hell at the same time.

You were the son of his professional colleague, so it wasn't difficult for the two of you to develop a bond — mainly due to the fact that you liked talking to the older man every time your father invited him to have lunch at your house. Looks longer than necessary, far from innocent touches and smiles that hid a primitive fire — that was exactly what made Alucard's previously morbid heart accelerate again and made him feel something he had never felt in his life, passion and desire.

On a tiring night and after working on more paperwork, Alucard took out his cell phone and looked contemplatively at your contact — the two of you had exchanged numbers to keep in touch, an excuse to get closer to each other without raising suspicions from your father. After you sent him a photo of you in bed already ready to sleep, so vulnerable and adorable, the older man's body responded with a hard erection in his pants.

"Fuck..." It came out of his lips as he opened his zipper and let his dick spring out — reddish, pulsing and with the round, reddish tip already dripping with pre-cum. He wasted no time in calling you, his hoarse voice filling your ear as a photo appeared on your screen, showing his thick cock in his firm grasp.

"Fuck boy... Look what you did to me, leaving me so hard just for you. Do you know how much I want to fuck that pussy from the first time I saw you?" Alucard spoke hoarsely on the other end of the line, the sound of his hand moving along his hard flesh clearly audible. "Please touch yourself for me, I want to cum with you and make you cum with that beautiful pussy of yours. Would you be a good boy and do that for me? I promise to reward you..."