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Lips held together. Hands holding bodies. Passion holding passion. Something on the TV in the background makes noise that no one is listening to. A black haired boy moves his body on top of a brunette. Kyle, the brunette, feels his breath shortening as Chris runs his hands under Kyles shirt.
"I'm a bit sensitive about my stomach." Kyle whispers
"You shouldn't be." Chris starts to work at Kyle's pants as Kyle does the same. This has been building for some time. The two roommates have had a palpable sexual tension building for the duration of their living together. This moment though, they are lost in each other. Kyle begins to work at Chris' cock. Chris let's out a small moan. Both of them are far from virgins, but they have never been touched like this. Chris places his dick against Kyle's and they rub them together in tandem as they stare into each other's eyes. With his free hand Chris brushes the fringe out of Kyle's face, kisses him, them starts to tease his hole. Kyle shudders.
Kyle runs his hands through Chris' shoulder length hair as Chris positions himself to rub his cock on Kyle's hole, pushing slightly. Kyle stops him, then pushes Chris back. Chris looks confused, but gasps as Kyle takes Chris dick into his mouth. Kyle uses his tongue to search ever part of Chris' dick. It's a good seven inches, not too small not too big, but it's perfectly shaped. The smell of Chris' pheromones fills Kyle's lungs sending him into an animalistic lust. He begins to bob his head faster causing Chris to buck his hips with the motion. Kyle can feel Chris hitting the back of his throat, and he loves it. He thanks the universe again for having such a weak gag reflex.
After about 5 minutes of getting a blowjob, Chris grabs Kyle and positions him over his cock. "Wait!" says Kyle. "You're not going in dry." He gets up, taking Chris' hand leading him into his bedroom. They get completely naked as Chris lies Kyle down and begins to play with his hole. "nng" Chris smiles then lifts Kyle's legs and begins to eat his ass. "Ah nnnn fuu!" Chris grins bigger as he eats Kyle's ass even more deeply. His tongue spells out the alphabet on Kyle's hole. A. B. C. D. Chris presses his face deep into Kyle's ass, loving the feeling. Rubbing his body as he works his tongue. Teasing his cock. Kyle begins grabbing the sheets in his fists. "AAH Chris!" No one has ever done this for Kyle, and it's almost too much. But he sure as hell isn't going to stop it. Chris grabs a bottle of lube and starts to rub it into Kyle's hole.
"Now you're not so dry." Chris smirks as he sits on his haunches, positioning Kyle over him poking his hole with his cock. "Ready?" Chris and Kyle lock eyes as Kyle nods yes. Chris slides just the head of his dick in so Kyle has time to adjust. Kyle gasps and his eyes go wide. He grabs Chris' hips and pulls him in further. Chris wasn't expecting this. They both are sitting there locked together mouths agape as the energy fills the room. Chris can feel every bit of the tight warmness of Kyle ass almost pulsating against his intruding cock.
Kyle feels Chris deep inside of him. It's never felt like this. Chris isn't even moving and he can feel every nerve in his body firing in delight. Every synapse is sending ecstasy to the next. Chris starts a slow rhythm. They both stay silent, gaze locked on one another. Every fight they've ever had, ever night Kyle had spent staying up playing with Chris' hair while he slept with his head in his lap. Every moment the two had spent together culminated into this.
Chris held Kyle's legs gingerly as he worked at his prostate. Kyle gripped the pillow under his head with both hands. He could feel his eyes crossing a bit, but he wasn't going to take them off of Chris. Chris ran his hands on the inner calf of Kyle's right leg, feeling the scars of cuts Kyle had given himself. He stopped fucking. Looked at Kyle, then back at the cuts. He kissed them lightly then leaned in as close as he could while still remaining inside of Kyle. Both of them held onto each other, breathless, wordless, as Chris began to pump away again. Gasps, moans, yeses and swear words flowed from both of their mouths as they held each other together. Kyle's body wasn't his anymore, and the same went for Chris. They were one sex being, slamming into one another.
They had both had sex before. Kyle had been with bigger guys before. They had both topped and bottomed, they had experience. But nothing like this. This was the product of nearly two years of tension. Of watching each other go through shit boyfriend after shit boyfriend. Of being each other's shoulder to cry on. Of being absolutely raging mad at each other. Of dealing with one another's respective psychosis. But all of that seemed a world away. Now they were making love, sealed in each other. Moving to a beat together.
Kyle began to feel his balls tighten. He knew he was nearly spent. "I'm gonna cum." He said. "but I haven't even touched myself."
"You're welcome." Chris gave a beautiful blue eyed smile as he focused all of his energy onto Kyle's body. Hitting his target with ever pump. Kyle began to cum all over his stomach. Chris could feel his toes curling. Kyle's asshole pulsating on his cock was too much. He leaned in that final bit, pushed his lips to Kyle's and began to fill him up. Cumming all over his insides.
Kyle could feel every twitch of Chris' cock. Every hot spurt filled his body until their breathing began to even. Heartrates returned to normal. Neither of them wanting to break the embrace. "Wow. I just don't... wow..." Kyle stammered.
"Same here." Chris said collapsing onto Kyle's chest feeling himself slide out of the other boy. They started kissing each other frantically as the lust left, and the love remained.
"So do we want to define what we are?" Chris inquired
"No, I say we just enjoy it for now. Let tonight be tonight." With that said, Kyle grabbed a blanket. Snuggled up with his lover. And they both fell asleep with Kyle playing with Chris' hair. Like so many nights before.