The Sexual Exploits of Rufus Shinra

Rufus Shinra was a horndog.

There was no other way to put it. The man loved sex. The contact, the pleasure, the release, all of it.

There was never a day without a climax, be it from the use of another body, his own hand, or other methods.

This particular day, he woke by himself in a hotel room. Giving a soft moan, he let his hands wander over his upper body, feeling his chest, shoulders, and abs. He stopped to rub and pinch his nipples, giving a little moan as they got erect.

Licking his lips, his left hand continued to grab and fondle his pecs, while his right moved downward and disappeared into the sheet that covered his lower half. He gave a soft sigh as he grabbed his bulging package through his white boxer briefs. He sometimes slept naked and would wake up with a raging erection visible to the world, but sometimes he loved the constraint that tight undergarments gave him. He owned many of them in different colors and styles. Sometimes there was nothing like to have your cock and balls squeezed by a garment while your ass was free to the air from the thong.

Unable to resist, he reached around his leg and slipped inside his covering, stroking his scrotum. He had shaved the previous day and the sensitivity was still there, driving him insane as his left hand went to replace where his right had been, massaging his tented arousal.

Fuck, what I wouldn’t give to have someone’s face there.

Rufus did not see the barriers of sexuality, often engaging in orgies with multiple members of both sexes.

The head of his penis was wetting the front of his briefs with precome as his hands continued their job. He started to slow down as he felt his climax approaching and gradually moved his hands to his sides. Rufus breathed out as his constraint was peeled off and kicked off with the bedsheet, leaving him naked on the bed.

He turned over and started to grind his erection down into his mattress as his hands moved to his back to rest on his rear end.

Rufus loved his ass, loved to look at it in the mirror, loved to touch it, loved to grab it, loved to spank it, and he was not the only one. He had what some would term as a “bubble butt”, sticking out proudly and moving deliciously as he walked. Rufus was well aware of this factor and always made sure that if he was forced to wear clothes, that his pants would always complement his butt.

So as he leaked onto the sheets, his hands never left his ass, pulling the luscious cheeks together, pulling them apart, raising them, squeezing them so hard he knew he would leave a mark for a few minutes. He then slipped his right hand between them and started to rub his back door, making him moan as he buried his face further.

He brought his hand forward and inserted two fingers into his mouth, lazily sucking them and letting saliva dribble down into the sheets as his left hand moved over his globes, occasionally slamming down to lead to a smacking noise and a moan from the owner.

His fingers now wet, Rufus raised his body and moved his right hand under his body to rest on the space between his entrance and testicles. He inhaled as he moved his fingers back and forth on the space and exhaled as he started to rub his hole. He lightly dipped them inside and moved them in and out as he lowered his body back down onto the bed.

As his walls continued to be stimulated, he moved his left hand under his body and started to grab and squeeze his pecs, pinching the nipples as sweat started to collect on his back. He then moved his hand downward over his stomach and grabbed his cock, giving it a hard squeeze and moaning at the sensation.

He then proceeded to place his hands on his side as he started to thrust his body against the bed, savoring the friction that the bedspread gave to his cock as he wet them with his precome; his large, strong buttocks flexing with each thrust.

Deciding that it was time to finish this, he raised his upper body and stood on his knees. He moved his left hand to grasp his cock once more as his right moved behind him to grasp a plump buttock. He squeezed the flesh on both sides of his body, his shaft being massaged from head to base as his rear was fondled.

Feeling the juices building up in his balls to the busting point, he upped the tempo of his left hand to increase stimulation upon his shaft as he dipped the index and middle fingers of his right hand between his cheeks and started to probe his entrance once more. He wiggled them inside and started to thrust them inside and out.

Rufus Shinra’s body glistened in sweat as he reached orgasm, his erection spasming as it fired shot after shot onto the white bedspread, the pillows and even the headboard. Moans left his mouth as he fell backward and removed his fingers afterwards. As the last dribbles of semen came out of his penis, Rufus reached down to collect it before bringing his fingers to his mouth and tasting himself.

Giving his junk one last tug and savoring how slippery in sweat and semen it was, Rufus got up and headed to the shower, licking his hand.