| Gay: Romantic: Three Years (1/2) |
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Brad’s feet ached as he walked up the last flight of stairs to his apartment. The damn elevator was having routine maintenance done. As he fiddled with getting his key in the lock, he felt the warmth of being gripped tightly from behind. Steve his lover of three years was hugging him around the waist kissing his neck lightly, making a chill go down his spine. He turned each facing the other, lips melting together in a torrent of passion. Steve grabbing Brad’s backside first, then running his hands over the front of his pants, starting to unzip them. “Wait, let me get the door open.”, said Brad as he took Steve’s hand into his own. Once inside, Brad was surprised to find that his lover had lighted several candles around the room. They weren’t scented, as Brad never wanted to be distracted from his lover’s own scent. “Baby, this is great. You are so romantic.” “You deserve it. You work so hard all day at the office.” “You’re right. I do deserve it.”,Brad said, pulling Steve in for a quick peck on the cheek. The glow from the candles flickered, as Steve took Brad’s suit coat and tie, placing them on the living room couch. Brad sat down, taking his shoes off, to rest his feet, while Steve started massaging his shoulders. “I’m not giving you a foot rub. Pew.”, Steve laughed. Steve could feel tightness of Brad’s muscles as he worked his fingers in deeper, his face resting against Brad’s cheek. Smelling Steve’s cologne and feeling his caress made Brad really horny. He took him by the arm, pulling him around the end of the couch until he was sitting in his lap. Steve was so cute, only 23, soft brown hair that hung over his forehead, with his big blue eyes peeking between. His lips were full and deep pink, his skin smooth and unblemished. He couldn’t grow a decent mustache if he wanted to. Brad pulled him close, lips tight to Steve’s probing his mouth gently with his tongue, caressing his thigh with his right hand. Squeezing Steve’s bulge, with his right hand, Brad slowly pushed Steve’s shirt up, so he could suck on his nipples. Playfully biting at them, his hands now worked at getting Steve’s jeans off. Steve finished what Brad started and pulled his shirt off. Standing naked before him, Brad was ready to head for their bedroom, when Steve pulled his head down to meet his erect penis. Still seated on the couch he leaned forward, as Steve thrust into his face. He took him deep into this throat, his nose enjoying his lovers scent, as his pubic hairs came close on each thrust. Brad sucked hard, stopping just to take Steve’s sac into his mouth. He liked to tease him along, licking up and down the shaft, then sucking the head. Playfully Brad ran his hands over Steve’s thighs, and ass cheeks. By the feel of his lover’s body, Brad knew he was ready to climax. Brad tightly gripped Steve’s waist as cum coated his throat, only stopping to give his lover a kiss ,and taste of his own seed. Steve now took Brad by the hand, leading him into the bedroom. The bed was adorned with tan silk sheets, and red rose pedals, candles again lit the way, for their romance. Brad loved the feel of Steve’s hands as they gently unbuttoned his blue dress shirt, leading down to his belt buckle. Steve pulled the belt out, working his way to the button and zipper of his suit pants. They |
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