At last, we finally meet. Our energies mesh and we seem to always enjoy each other’s company. We go around town, visiting places, making memories and laughter and happiness fills both of us. As the day come to a close, you invite me back to your place, and we sit and watch a movie. The night was young. Every so often, I would glance over to you, secretly hoping you would see me looking at you. Any time I looked over at you, I smile both internally and externally. The urge in me really wants to jump on you badly, but my intuition tells me you need to be loved softly and thoroughly. Both of us on opposite ends of the couch create this magnetic pull toward each other. Maybe it was unconscious, maybe intentional, who knows? But what I did know is as the night went on, I thoroughly enjoyed you and your company, and I wanted to give you a kiss.
The movie ended, and the screen rolled with credits. You look at me and said, *”That was a good movie.”* Me, still in a trance, unknowingly said, *”Yeah, sure it was.”* Both of us make eye contact, and I begin to say to you, *”You know when you feel such an energy that’s undeniable with one another?”* You looked at me, smiled and said, *”Yeah, but I honestly haven’t felt it in a while. I’ve not been lucky.”*
I moved in closer to you, softly touch your chin, look into your eyes and said, *”I think you’re the luckiest person right now.”* I reach in for a kiss — slow, soft, cradling your face. You in shock don’t know what to do. I look at you and say, *“I don’t know if you felt this or not, but my attraction for you has been through the roof. I had this undeniable urge to kiss you and I don’t want it to stop there.”* You look back at me, confused and said, *”Are you saying you have feelings for me?”* Me, unconfused and well aware replied, *“Love, feelings would would be an understatement. After all these years we’ve been friends, my love and hunger for you has exponentially grown, and I feel like if I didn’t do this now, it might have never happened.”*
Shocked, you looked at me and spoke, *”I guess I’ve been so unaware about my attraction for you that I didn’t even realize someone was even interested in me.”* Unable to hold my smile in, I inch toward you, hold your hand, while my eyes slowly but intensely gaze into your eyes and faintly whispered, *”I am more than interested.”*
I go in for another kiss, this time, with more passion. You reciprocate energy and give me the same urgency back. I softly push you into the corner of the couch, and get on top of you, and sensually make out with you — lips, neck, and chest. Gosh, your lips were as soft as I imagined they’d be. I lose myself in the moment while my soft moans leave my lips.
I feel you becoming more uninhibited and releasing yourself into the pleasure. I slowly start taking off your shirt, giving attention to your chest and nipples, first slightly kissing them, then playfully licking them. I look up and see you thrust and bite your lip, and that’s the encouragement for me to keep going. You let out a soft moan, and I laugh at your pleasure. I take your belt off, and then your pants and here you are in your underwear. I see your cock growing by the second, and I place my mouth in between your inner thigh, breathe on your cock, give it a kiss through the underwear, and go to the other side. Your moans get more audible and at this point, I begin to hold your hands, so you can’t go anywhere, because I can feel you need this love and passion, and I want to tease you until you can’t take it anymore. Your cock, fully grown in your underwear starts to leak precum. I hover over your precum soaked underwear and slightly suck on the area where the head of your cock and precum is, taking in the taste of you.
I slowly lift your legs, and begin to kiss on your taint, trailing my tongue from your taint to your hole. I feel you becoming breathless, and that excites me so much. I kiss deeper, and lick harder through your underwear, and I hear moan after moan. After I tease you, I begin to take off your underwear, go back to your crotch, with your exposed stiff cock and I hover my mouth over it. I feel you wanting it in my mouth, but not yet. I tease you, making you want it more. I unexpectedly suck on your cock, lick on your head, working more precum out of you. I give it a kiss, cup your balls, and I start to savor your hole.
*Mmm. The sweetest hole I’ve ever tasted.”*
The sweet taste of your hole makes me even hungrier to satisfy my sweet tooth, and I rim you as if I were to make out with your lips — soft, deep, with purpose. After finishing on your hole, I come back up to your lips, give you a French kiss because I want you to know how amazing you taste. I pull out my cock, grab some lube and lube up your hole. I slowly enter into your tight hole, looking at you, making sure you’re okay. We take it nice and slow. Slow, deep but sensual pumps, hitting your sweet spot over and over again. The sensation has us both moaning and feeling intense pleasure. We don’t have sex — we make love. And I make love to you for hours. Both of our cum build up and mentally and emotionally we hit our climax simultaneously. After hours of making love, I cuddle up next to you, snuggled nice and tight, and hold you in my arms, so you know the love of a man, a lover.
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