Every time Drew and I made love, it got soooo much better. We became more in tune, more sensitive, more intense, more connected. With building confidence, our soft moans and orgasmic whimpers got louder and more sexually expressive. Drew's hands held on to me as I rhythmically pushed myself into his snug opening, the slippery walls of his warmth squeezing and releasing my hardness from all sides as our tongues coiled around one another...or lungs fighting for breath...our bodies quivering as the surface of our goosebump covered flesh slid back and forth in a sensual union that stopped time from moving forward completely. Or at least slowed it down to a degree where it didn't even remotely resemble its regular pace.
It was already our third time doing it this morning, and I gave Drew a slow and passionate grind this time...a change up from the hard and fast flurry of hip thrusts that brought him so much pleasure during the first two rounds.
I push into him as far as I can go...waiting for Drew to softly gasp as his hands tightly grip my ass, and his insides clench up around the spear tip until the sexy squeeze of it keeps me from reaching orgasm. So tight. So hot. So wet.
Then I feel the clutching walls collapsing behind my steady withdrawal, aching for me to fill him up again. Even with us kissing like mad, nothing could distract me from the pleasure of driving root deep into his sucking hole and having his body swirl up to offer me as much pleasure as humanly possible.
It isn't long before I feel my instincts switching into a different gear. Another frame of mind. I was now facing the conflict of speeding up or slowing down. It felt sooooo good that I didn't ever want it to end. But the sensation was so overpowering that I needed a powerful release to finish things before it drove me insane. I was struggling with the discipline of maybe holding off for just a bit longer when Drew made the CUTEST little yelp of desperation as his warm lips touched my ear, his legs wrapping around me and urging me to continue hitting that one particular spot inside of him. His breathing became erratic, and I involuntarily started to push and pull harder, my arms now getting tired from holding me up, suspended above his upturned cheeks, for so long. My toes dug into the floor, my straining thighs slamming up against the gelatin smoosh of his young, rippling, globes. His submissive whimpers getting higher in pitch as I felt the familiar swelling of my rigid inches, preparing to fire yet another load into the gripping tunnel of my beloved boyfriend. I feel my body tense up, my eyes springing open as I detach my sucking lips from Drew's kiss and hammer home a few more pumps before I'm forced to plunge deep and hold still...the throbbing pulse of muscles tossing me into a state of euphoria as I squirm and twitch my way through an eagerly anticipated explosion.
Drew's hole milks me for every sticky drop that his body can take, both of us locked in to the experience, our loving embrace held firmly as we both rode it all out to completion. It was then that I breathlessly whispered, “God, I love you!” and lay on top of him, waiting for my body and brain to come back down from the ultimate sexual high. Still shaking as Drew's mini-opening nursed at my sensitive organ until I was overtaken with little shocks of pleasure and pain. And to think...we still have the rest of the day to do this as many times as we want. Who knew sex could be so fucking AMAZING?!?!?
Drew gave me a lingering kiss as he happily purred beneath me. I had to catch my breath before carefully dislodging myself from his clenching, rose red, orifice...and rolling over again to stare up at his ceiling fan and grin with giddy delight. My heart was pounding out of control. My emotions were turning cartwheels. When Drew rolled next to me and put his head on my shoulder, a soft kiss planted on the side of my neck, I just kissed the top of his soft brown curls and tried to keep from losing consciousness. I just felt like I was floating. Literally floating.
As we lay there in each other's arms, stretched out on Drew's playfully crafted palette of blankets on the basement floor, I heard my sweetie relax with the most adorable sigh of satisfaction while sliding his arm over me and giving me a tender squeeze.
You know, as much as I LOVED being so overjoyed to have this kind of love in my life, I think the bigger thrill came from knowing that I was making him so blissfully happy at the same time. And I did it just by being there. Just by letting him hold me close, almost afraid to let me go for fear that this wondrous wet dream of ours would suddenly come to an end if he did.
Sometimes, I could have sworn that I heard a tell-tale sniffle or two while he tried to choke back tears of joy...but I never called him on it. Instead, I just gave him a few more kiss on the top of his head and on his cheeks, constricting my protective caress around his waifish frame. Hehehe, he melts like butter whenever I do that. Every time.
I honestly lost out on a few minutes there. I thought that I was just relaxing with my eyes closed, but I think I might have accidentally dozed off somewhere along the way. When my awareness returned to me, I turned my head to see Drew looking at me with a giant smirk on his face. I raised an eyebrow for a moment, and Drew giggled sweetly beside me. We weren't cuddled up as closely as before, but as I looked into his big bright brown eyes, his naked body sprawled out on the blanket as he lay on his tummy, his cheek rested on his folded arms as he smiled at me...his well padded bottom curving erotically upwards from the small of his back in full display for my hungry eyes to devour every detail...I doubt that I could have felt closer to him, or possibly be more in love.
“You snore in the cutest way when you sleep.” Drew giggled.
“I don't snore.” I said.
“Yeah...you do. Hehehe, just a little bit though. I had to listen close to make sure that's what it was. It's so adorable.”
“I was NOT snoring, because I wasn't asleep!” I snickered.
“Yeah, you kinda were.” He said. I protested, but it only made him giggle even harder. “It's not like I was complaining, Ethan. Just...I thought it was sweet. I like watching you sleep. Even if it's only for ten minutes or so.”
“Jesus, I was asleep for ten minutes???” I said, forcing myself to prop myself up on my elbows to shake the fatigue from behind my tired eyes.
“Hahaha! Relax!” Drew said. “You definitely have every reason to be a little worn out.” With a blush, he said, “You are REALLY good at sex. You know that? Like...wow...”
“Shut up.” I said, grinning to myself from the compliment.
I looked Drew in the eye, and without a single touch, he started squirming. “Hehehe, QUIT it!” He said.
“Quit it? Quit what?”
“Look over there or something. You're too cute! You're gonna get me all hot and bothered again.”
“So, I can't even look at you now?” I giggled.
“NO! Not for, like...five minutes or something. Look that way.” He said.
“But you're CUTE! I like looking at you!” I teased, and he nearly wiggled right out of his own skin when he heard that.
“STOP!!! You're not playing fair!” He whined. I started to ask why, but he told me to shut up. Hehehe! So we both just laid on our stomachs and gazed into each other's eyes. I think I must have broken another 'law' in his mind, because he writhed on the blanket and whimpered under his breath. “You're still cute, Ethan. Stop it.”
“Hahaha, WHAT??? I'm just laying here!” I said.
“Yeah but...you're still making me feel all quivery inside. So...” He stopped himself, and I smiled at him. “DON'T SMILE!!! Omigod! You're too cute! It tickles! Hehehe!”
“I can't SMILE either???” I grinned, and Drew instantly reached forward to cover my lips with the palm of his hand.
“Nope! I'm trying to get my heart to beat normally again, and I can't do that when the prettiest boy in the world is smiling at me.”
Playfully, I licked his palm, and he snatched his hand back with a really high pitched squeal that surprised us both!
“What was that?” I laughed.
“Why won't you behave?” He said.
Our eyes connected again, and as exhausted as I was...that tingle of emotion, that growing pressure, began to get me hard all over again. Drew looked down, and he bit his bottom lip with a bashful grin as his face turned red. Supremely flattered by the involuntary gesture. “Are you ready? Because I'm gonna say it.” I told him.
“I'm gonna say it.”
“Don't. I'm tired.” He giggled.
“Ready?” He didn't answer me, so I said it anyway. “I love you, Drew.”
He sighed and pretended to faint in front of me. Then, after wiping his eyes, he rolled over to kiss me on the lips and snuggle up in my arms. “I love you too, Ethan.”
But after a few endearing moments of us cuddling so closely, sharing a few more kisses, running our hands over each other's bare bodies...Drew disconnected himself from me and got up on his feet. I reached out and held on to his wrist, playfully begging him to stay with me. “Where are you going?”
“Hehehe, lemme go.”
“Come back.” I said. “It's cold down here all by myself.”
Somehow, Drew managed to yank his hand away from me and take a step a two out of my grabbing range. “I'm all sticky. I'm going to go clean up a little bit, and then I'll be right back, ok? I promise.”
Seeing him standing there, naked from head to toe, those pout lips spread in the sweetest of boyish smiles...I couldn't help but to swoon until I was dizzy from it. I think his smile alone was almost making me hard again.
“Whatever. Just don't get dressed or anything. K?”
“I wouldn't dream of it.” He said, turning to walk away towards the bathroom.
“I mean it, Drew. No undies, no robe, no bath towel...nothing. I wanna gawk at you for the rest of the day, like the perverted CREEP that I am!” I laughed.
“M'kay!” He said.
“I love you.”
“I love you TOO!” He called out, just before closing the door behind him.
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