to want to keep him safe—and to think he was incredibly brave.
Their skin rasped together, and Jesse tasted like Kit’s toothpaste and raw enthusiasm. Kit loved that, and he returned it, pushing Jesse backward, steering him toward the bed. Jesse stopped when the backs of his knees hit the bed, and he sat down abruptly, then scooted back and stretched out, patting the space next to him for Kit.
“Want to start again?”
Kit grinned. “Are you kidding?”
Jesse grinned back. “Not even a little.”
Kit crawled in and lay on his side, and Jesse started the kiss back up, and this time, their hands were free to roam.
Jesse’s skin was smooth. He had tight, stringy little muscles, and Kit could feel his ribs under a shallow layer of them. The hollow where the small of his back dipped to his buttocks was silken, and the slightly furry tops of his thighs were soft even under the coarse hair. Kit was erect again, except now his cock Amy Lane
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was mashed up against Jesse’s groin, and Kit could feel the ridge of Jesse’s cockhead right by the crease in his thigh.
Kit whimpered.
“Let me touch.”
Jesse smiled against his lips. “Me too.”
They backed up a little, and Kit took Jesse’s actual throbbing cock in his hand. It was not as large as his own, which both surprised him and didn’t bother him at all. Jesse, on the other hand….
“Holy God.” Jesse’s fist tightened around Kit, and Kit gasped.
“This thing…. Jesus, Kit—it’s a fucking thing of beauty!” He stroked from Kit’s base to his tip, and Kit had to remember to keep his own fist wrapped around Jesse. He stroked again, and Kit groaned and threw his head back against the pillow and let go of Jesse’s body, which sucked because he wanted to explore, but…
but….
Jesse stretched up and kissed his cheek. “Easy there, buddy.
I’ve got this, okay? You’re primed to go off here—trust me, I get it.”
Kit was about to say “But…”, and then Jesse scooted down the bed and engulfed Kit’s cock in his mouth, and Kit let out a sound that he didn’t know a human could make. He stroked Jesse’s hair back from his face, and Jesse hollowed in his cheeks and sucked hard, pulling back until Kit popped out of his mouth.
Then he turned his head and grinned up at Kit, and Kit’s breath just trammeled up in his chest and stayed there.
“That felt good, right?”
Kit couldn’t manage real words—about all he could do was groan and thrust his hips up, so his cock slid through Jesse’s Amy Lane
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spit-slick grasp. Jesse’s grin widened, and then it went away entirely as he took Kit in again. He was doing a swirly thing with his tongue on the upstroke and using his fist at Kit’s base, too, and his other hand (oh, how very sneaky!) came to play with Kit’s balls and to finger the cleft of his bottom. Oh God. That was unnecessary. That was too much. That was going to…. Not so soon…. No no no no no no no no….
“ Gwwwwaaaagghhhhhh!” Kit didn’t even have a chance to warn him, and Jesse swallowed quickly and again and again, until that precious, bee-stung mouth was just gulping Kit’s come, and the way that felt on Kit’s cockhead was….
“ Gwwwaaaaahhhhhgggg! Jeeeeee-sus!” Kit’s knees came up, and he turned sideways, dislodging Jesse, who scooted up the bed, wiping his mouth while Kit curled up into a little ball and shuddered.
Suddenly Jesse was there, arms around Kit’s shoulders, gooey kisses in his hair, and tender strokes against his shoulders.
He smelled like Jesse and sweat and Kit’s come, and Kit wanted to kiss him worse than he wanted to breathe. He captured that sweet little mouth and demanded, and Jesse gave in to him so free and easy Kit could almost believe that sex, all of sex, would work.
Kit’s breathing subsided, and Jesse thrust against his thigh and grunted, just enough to let Kit know that his friend (lover?
They were lovers
Their skin rasped together, and Jesse tasted like Kit’s toothpaste and raw enthusiasm. Kit loved that, and he returned it, pushing Jesse backward, steering him toward the bed. Jesse stopped when the backs of his knees hit the bed, and he sat down abruptly, then scooted back and stretched out, patting the space next to him for Kit.
“Want to start again?”
Kit grinned. “Are you kidding?”
Jesse grinned back. “Not even a little.”
Kit crawled in and lay on his side, and Jesse started the kiss back up, and this time, their hands were free to roam.
Jesse’s skin was smooth. He had tight, stringy little muscles, and Kit could feel his ribs under a shallow layer of them. The hollow where the small of his back dipped to his buttocks was silken, and the slightly furry tops of his thighs were soft even under the coarse hair. Kit was erect again, except now his cock Amy Lane
Christmas With Danny Fit [59]
was mashed up against Jesse’s groin, and Kit could feel the ridge of Jesse’s cockhead right by the crease in his thigh.
Kit whimpered.
“Let me touch.”
Jesse smiled against his lips. “Me too.”
They backed up a little, and Kit took Jesse’s actual throbbing cock in his hand. It was not as large as his own, which both surprised him and didn’t bother him at all. Jesse, on the other hand….
“Holy God.” Jesse’s fist tightened around Kit, and Kit gasped.
“This thing…. Jesus, Kit—it’s a fucking thing of beauty!” He stroked from Kit’s base to his tip, and Kit had to remember to keep his own fist wrapped around Jesse. He stroked again, and Kit groaned and threw his head back against the pillow and let go of Jesse’s body, which sucked because he wanted to explore, but…
but….
Jesse stretched up and kissed his cheek. “Easy there, buddy.
I’ve got this, okay? You’re primed to go off here—trust me, I get it.”
Kit was about to say “But…”, and then Jesse scooted down the bed and engulfed Kit’s cock in his mouth, and Kit let out a sound that he didn’t know a human could make. He stroked Jesse’s hair back from his face, and Jesse hollowed in his cheeks and sucked hard, pulling back until Kit popped out of his mouth.
Then he turned his head and grinned up at Kit, and Kit’s breath just trammeled up in his chest and stayed there.
“That felt good, right?”
Kit couldn’t manage real words—about all he could do was groan and thrust his hips up, so his cock slid through Jesse’s Amy Lane
Christmas With Danny Fit [60]
spit-slick grasp. Jesse’s grin widened, and then it went away entirely as he took Kit in again. He was doing a swirly thing with his tongue on the upstroke and using his fist at Kit’s base, too, and his other hand (oh, how very sneaky!) came to play with Kit’s balls and to finger the cleft of his bottom. Oh God. That was unnecessary. That was too much. That was going to…. Not so soon…. No no no no no no no no….
“ Gwwwwaaaagghhhhhh!” Kit didn’t even have a chance to warn him, and Jesse swallowed quickly and again and again, until that precious, bee-stung mouth was just gulping Kit’s come, and the way that felt on Kit’s cockhead was….
“ Gwwwaaaaahhhhhgggg! Jeeeeee-sus!” Kit’s knees came up, and he turned sideways, dislodging Jesse, who scooted up the bed, wiping his mouth while Kit curled up into a little ball and shuddered.
Suddenly Jesse was there, arms around Kit’s shoulders, gooey kisses in his hair, and tender strokes against his shoulders.
He smelled like Jesse and sweat and Kit’s come, and Kit wanted to kiss him worse than he wanted to breathe. He captured that sweet little mouth and demanded, and Jesse gave in to him so free and easy Kit could almost believe that sex, all of sex, would work.
Kit’s breathing subsided, and Jesse thrust against his thigh and grunted, just enough to let Kit know that his friend (lover?
They were lovers
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