Long, lingering kisses that turn deeper with every passing moan. My hands wander slowly, tracing his body as we draw closer, teasing each other with lingering touch. Every kiss feels like a promise, every whispered breath sending another shiver through us.

We're so wrapped up in each other that the world beyond us fades away. Just bare skin against bare skin, bodies pressed close, and a tension that grows with every passing second. I feel how badly we want each other in the way he pulls me closer, the way his lips find mine again, and the way neither of us is willing to let go.

Then the restraint snaps. Deep, moaning kisses turn into slow strokes over the heads of our cocks, both of us already soaked in precum. I take him into my mouth and suck him sloppy and wet until he's gasping for it.

By the time we finally come together, the anticipation is almost overwhelming. We move as one, lost in each other, nothing in the world but us, our naked bodies, our hard wet cocks. I'm ready to burst before I even get inside him.

My slick wet head finds his prostate on the first push and he loses it, blowing his load all over his stomach. I barely hold on. One deep long stroke and I pull out and shoot all over his thick uncut cock.