The rich dark soil under your boots. Back to us.”Hunt’s eyes were deep with all the things he never really knew how to say. Gay sex We hadn’t used it for picnicking for years, but me and Hunt had used it plenty of times. Seemed like Hunter had been avoiding me the past couple days. Wastin’ time.”I put my hand on his thick forearm and squeezed it. In the meantime, I tried to focus ahead, on what came next, and leave space for him to pull his head out of his ass and get back to being my big brother again. We traded each other’s cock tastes back and forth on our tongues and in our spit, hands sinking into each other’s hair, cocks pushing slickly together as we ground our hips against each other. How to say it. Remembering this moment right here with him now.We kept on kissing as we fumbled with each other’s belts, growing hungrier by the second as we yanked and grappled and tugged on each other until our belts clanked free, then hurriedly pulled on buttons and zippers until we got one another’s jeans open.
