Love story in machine

Dima was not interested in pies and buns in bed. But..BUT Emil was interested. Emil went into the room, not hoping that Dima would fall for it. But going into the room with Emil, Dima abruptly pressed him against the wall. — Dima...What are you doing..?! Kissing Dima on the lips, he shut Emil up from questions. Breaking away from his lips, Dima moves to his neck, leaving slightly reddish hickeys. Getting his cold hands under Emil's T-shirt. Taking off all his clothes. Continuing to kiss passionately and stroking Emil's cock. Emil went down and started sucking Dima. Running his hand into Kareglazov's hair and squeezing it near the roots. Gently swallowing, short strangled moans could be heard at the top. After a while, passionate moans could be heard from Emil's throat. They could be heard all over the room. The tremors deepened and accelerated. And the moans were getting louder and louder in the room. This went on for several hours, and gradually there was utter silence. Dima and Emil fell on the bed and fell asleep in an embrace, but it was already possible not to go to bed. An hour later, after Dima and Emil fell asleep in an embrace, morning sunlight lit up their room, thereby waking the guys up. Dima: "It was wonderful, I like these pies." Emil: "You liked the pies, but my whole body aches after such pies." Dima:"Call me for these pies more often, baby." With such words, Dima completely embarrassed Emil. After this situation, Emil continued to call Dima to bed with pies.