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Monday, December 11, 2017

[SS-383] Latex Compatibility


[LATEX COMPATIBILITY]

Marod was the most sought after matinee idol in the country. He was a versatile actor. He could sing and dance. He also looked dashing as the brand ambassador of a line of clothing and underwear.

After a photoshoot for the boxer briefs of the botique he represented, Marod immediately went home and took a shower.

He made sure that that night was free. It was his time to destress from the challenging public life in the limelight. He made sure no one, not even his manager, knee about that night.

Marod went deep into his closet and wore his white body rubber ninja suit. This was his greatest secret. In the public domain, he was a straight celebrity who had serial monogamous relationships with various beauty queens.


But he was a bisexual, and he had a specific fetish: getting naughty and having sex with men covered in latex.

He drove to the secret party happening in a house on top of a hill. It was owned by a business tycoon who had the same interest.

When he stepped in the hall, Marod immediately got hard. There were twenty men in full latex suits cruising on the floor. Most of them had their face covered like him. Some already paired up and were already touching each other.

Marod spotted a man that he liked. A muscular man in black shiny suit, with his head covered in face mask. The man was busy on his phone.


"Hey," Marod greeted as he neared.

Black rubber man looked to him then dropped the phone, "hey sexy ninja."

No other words were exchanged. They started touching each other's muscles through the material. Marod could feel his sweat soaking his body as they embraced.

It was not long after that they were already rubbing each others latex encased cocks with each other. They moaned as they performed frotage. There was nothing like the sent of rubber and the heat it captured.

"I'm cumming buddy," Marod groaned.

"Blow."

Marod bucked as he came. His semen soiled his groin. He also felt the man shiver. His partner also ejaculated.

The rubber man just walked away and into the comfort room. 

Marod stood by the wall. He was overwhelmed. His pent up feelings was quickly released. Good thing he was multi orgasmic so he can perform a few more times tonight.

He decided to also enter the comfort room. He was shocked to find that his partner already took the mask off and was taking a selfie by the mirror.


"Kinon?!" Marod gasped.

The man looked frightened, "how did you know who I am?!"

Marod pulled down his mask, "it's me!"

His co-star in his latest television series looked shocked, "oh my gahd. We just did rubber sex?! I thought you were... damn!"

"Well, I'm pretty sure your wife doesn't know this as well?" Marod teased.

"Of course you idiot!" Kinon spoke exasperatedly, "I can't believe we both are into rubber. I can't believe I had sex with you. I always wanted to."

"Well. We can do it again!"

Marod stepped forward and kissed him. Kinon kissed back. He felt their cocks return to life inside their latex suits.

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