When we were both undressed, he lay on top of me, kissing my neck and shoulders, running his hands down my sides. I wound my arms around his neck and held onto him when he gently touched my asshole with a lubed finger and swirled it around the opening. I sighed a little, and he looked at me, and smiled, then kissed me again.
I like that Brian smiles here. Small thing, but it really helps convey the mood.
He pressed his finger inside and stroked me, and bent it just enough to brush my prostate and so I could feel the stretch. I relaxed into it and let my legs fall apart on either side of him, watching the afternoon sun starting to come in the bedroom window.
I really like this, and I don’t think I’ve seen more than maybe one other B/J sex scene in quite this ambiance. And I just used the word ambiance even though I don’t like it, because I couldn’t think of a better term. Oh well.
He kept stroking inside me, passing his finger over my prostate and kissing my face and neck. I felt like I was floating, my skin warm and dry and lightly touching his, his breath on my face.
The whole scene feels floaty and good.
His touch on my prostate became more insistent and I arched my back and wrapped my legs around his waist. His finger kept moving in me, and I felt the head of his cock pressing into me alongside it. I moaned but held onto the floating feeling, and opened up to him. His face was buried in my neck and I felt myself break out in a light sweat, felt heat spreading out from him to me, in waves.
Brian’s finger is making things more intense than I expected.
We were kissing and his weight was on his elbows, and I was curved up and wrapped around him, holding on while he pulled out of me and thrust back in, over and over, stroking me and filling me until I thought I was going to break into a thousand pieces when I came.
This position has Brian almost sheltering Justin from himself, and Justin is comfortable and trusting and lost in it. *happy sigh*
He kissed me and moved his mouth down my chest to my stomach, licking the sweat off me, tracing the edges of my muscles and burying his face in my pubes. I bent my knees and he put his arms behind my thighs and lifted me up and started to lick my balls and ass and inside my thighs. He buried his face in me and licked my asshole and I groaned and reached for his hair, tugging him up to my cock.
!!!!
He licked up from my balls to the base of my cock, then took the head in his mouth, sliding his finger into the come and lube in my ass. He pressed rhythmically against my prostate from the inside while his mouth sucked on my cock, and I lifted up my hips and tightened my hands in his hair. I felt everything start to shimmer, and like I was going to explode, and then I did, not in waves, but in fragments of light and sparks of electricity.
Whoa.
He moved back up my body, and kissed me, and I licked my come off his tongue. He nestled his head into my shoulder and brought his hands up to my head and cradled it, and I held him and felt warm and drowsy and in love. I kissed his hair and closed my eyes.
I may be a little blissed out from that. And Brian is leaning his head on Justin while he returns the favor...
rambly feedback, part 3
I like that Brian smiles here. Small thing, but it really helps convey the mood.
He pressed his finger inside and stroked me, and bent it just enough to brush my prostate and so I could feel the stretch. I relaxed into it and let my legs fall apart on either side of him, watching the afternoon sun starting to come in the bedroom window.
I really like this, and I don’t think I’ve seen more than maybe one other B/J sex scene in quite this ambiance. And I just used the word ambiance even though I don’t like it, because I couldn’t think of a better term. Oh well.
He kept stroking inside me, passing his finger over my prostate and kissing my face and neck. I felt like I was floating, my skin warm and dry and lightly touching his, his breath on my face.
The whole scene feels floaty and good.
His touch on my prostate became more insistent and I arched my back and wrapped my legs around his waist. His finger kept moving in me, and I felt the head of his cock pressing into me alongside it. I moaned but held onto the floating feeling, and opened up to him. His face was buried in my neck and I felt myself break out in a light sweat, felt heat spreading out from him to me, in waves.
Brian’s finger is making things more intense than I expected.
We were kissing and his weight was on his elbows, and I was curved up and wrapped around him, holding on while he pulled out of me and thrust back in, over and over, stroking me and filling me until I thought I was going to break into a thousand pieces when I came.
This position has Brian almost sheltering Justin from himself, and Justin is comfortable and trusting and lost in it. *happy sigh*
He kissed me and moved his mouth down my chest to my stomach, licking the sweat off me, tracing the edges of my muscles and burying his face in my pubes. I bent my knees and he put his arms behind my thighs and lifted me up and started to lick my balls and ass and inside my thighs. He buried his face in me and licked my asshole and I groaned and reached for his hair, tugging him up to my cock.
!!!!
He licked up from my balls to the base of my cock, then took the head in his mouth, sliding his finger into the come and lube in my ass. He pressed rhythmically against my prostate from the inside while his mouth sucked on my cock, and I lifted up my hips and tightened my hands in his hair. I felt everything start to shimmer, and like I was going to explode, and then I did, not in waves, but in fragments of light and sparks of electricity.
Whoa.
He moved back up my body, and kissed me, and I licked my come off his tongue. He nestled his head into my shoulder and brought his hands up to my head and cradled it, and I held him and felt warm and drowsy and in love. I kissed his hair and closed my eyes.
I may be a little blissed out from that. And Brian is leaning his head on Justin while he returns the favor...