As he lay on his bed, I began to massage him, our clothes still on, though the anticipation was palpable. Gay sex The fabric of his shorts rode up as I ventured closer to his inner thighs, his body responding to my caresses.Silence hung between us, heavy with desire. Leaving the room, I felt my own hard cock throbbing with arousal pressing against my shorts. The fabric of his shorts rode up as I ventured closer to his inner thighs, his body responding to my caresses.Silence hung between us, heavy with desire. His legs tightened, signalling his sensitivity, and I gently slowed my strokes, finally letting his softening cock go.As he lay there, spent and silent, I tucked his balls and dick back into his shorts and adjusted the fabric. His legs, clad in loose-fitting PJ shorts, were bare beneath my hands, his lack of underwear making every touch electrifying.Throughout the day, he had hinted at his need for sexual release, and as my hands moved higher up his thighs, the tension grew. I had been secretly yearning for him long before he came out as gay. His quiet grunts and moans filled the room, a symphony of desire that drove me to pleasure him more intensely.He was close, I could feel it.
