His legs parted slightly, granting me more access to his balls. Gay sex 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. 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. Using both hands, I fondled his balls and stroked his shaft, savouring the way he responded with quiet moans and subtle thrusts.His pleasure was evident, and as I increased my pace, I watched his cock swell and pulse with need. The night had cast a dark, intimate atmosphere. One evening, not long after his breakup with his first boyfriend, my friend invited me over. His moans grew more urgent, and with a final thrust, he came, his release spilling over my hand. The sight of his cum, the raw evidence of his pleasure, was exhilarating. His skin was warm and inviting under my touch.
