Alexandre Lee is alone in bed, eyes glued to the screen, hand wrapped tightly around his hard cock. He thinks no one’s home. But Dennis Nicolero walks in without knocking.Alexandre freezes — totally busted.Dennis pauses for a second, smirks, and walks straight over. No anger. Just curiosity. He leans down and kisses him hard. Alexandre melts into it, unsure, but more turned on than he wants to admit.Before long, Alexandre’s lips are on Dennis’s hard cock, slow at first, then deeper. Dennis leans back, letting him take control for a moment. He’s older, more built, a little rougher — tattoos down his arms, hunger in his eyes. Alexandre looks small in comparison, but eager.Dennis flips him over. Alexandre gasps as he feels Dennis press in from behind — slow, steady, filling his hole one inch at a time. Moans echo between them as Dennis keeps the rhythm deep and controlled.Later, they switch position. Alexandre lies on his back, legs up, eyes wide, letting Dennis take him from above. His fingers grip the sheets. His breath stutters. There’s no pretending anymore — he wants this.At the end, Dennis pulls back, grabs Alexandre by the jaw, and lets the cumshot land right where he wants it — across his tongue, on his lips, dripping down his chin.Alexandre swallows. Smiles. Totally worth getting caught.