Brice leaned onto the couch, getting a better angle and resumed his thrusts. Gay sex Dion let out an audible cry and wrapped his legs around the back of Brice’s thighs. Both closed the distance between them until one man was lying on top of the other. The kiss was chaste, and Brice did it again, and again, each time his body closing the distance again, digging deep Dion’s body, the warm flesh enveloping around him as their thighs touched. He slipped his tongue inside Dion’s mouth and this time wasn’t denied entry. Dion grabbed the back of his head, and the tongues danced as their bodies continued to slide against each other. Both men frowned at each other, the only sounds going from the TV as it displayed pale blue flashes of light from the screen. To communicate what he truly meant to him. Both men stopped to stare each other, one confused, the other one adamant. So Brice leaned away, one leg off the couch. Dion wrapped his legs around him again, hands on both sides of his waist. They both panted, their lips barely parting from each other until Brice thrust one last time. Brice quicken the rhythm as both men moaned and groaned. He wanted to feel what no other
