I could taste myself on his mouth. Gay sex “I’ll take that as a compliment.”We stood there like that—wrapped in morning light and each other, coffee between us, the city waking up around us.Whatever this was between us… His fingers moved to my jaw, then down to my collarbone, trailing across my bare chest with reverence.Then he whispered it—against the corner of my mouth:“My turn to taste you.”I froze. Drop a comment, email me, or share your favorite moment—I love hearing from you.- Troy Please…”He moved his cock deeper, inch by inch, groaning under his breath when he bottomed out. I gasped when he sucked, gentle but focused, drawing another breathless noise from my mouth. Teased me at the edge.He pulled off with a wet pop and wiped his mouth, eyes flicking up as he pressed a kiss to the inside of my thigh again.“Look what you do to me,” he murmured.I looked down—and yeah.He was hard again.Thick, flushed, his cock standing proudly against his abs, bobbing slightly with every breath.My whole body lit up. Can I please fuck you?”My stomach clenched. “Troy. Full of this kind of quiet awe, like I was offering him something sacred.“If anything feels off, if you want to slow down, you tell me. My body arched involuntarily.
