it fall to the floor. He slid Michael’s shirt off over his head…and resumed the embrace. They undid each other’s belts, unzipped and stepped out of their pants – lips still locked. They were now dressed only in white bikini briefs, their packages accentuated by their cock rings. Michael broke from their kiss and took a step back so that he had full view of Kent. He rubbed the back of his hand against the bulges straining for release in Kent’s briefs, anticipating...!

“Would you let me do something…?”

“Of course…whatever you’d like…”

“Let me ‘explore’ your body…you’re such a beautiful man, I want to touch every inch!”

“What do you want me to do?”

“For now…just stand there – and let me…well, just let me…!”

Michael placed his hands behind Kent’s neck, pulled him forward and kissed him again…then moved his hands down his arms…back up into his hairy pits…to his nipples…across his pecs and down to his belly button…down the outside of his legs and back up the inside…fondling his package – placing his mouth over the firm rod and warming it with his hot breath - feeling his firm balls through the cloth - savoring the heady "man" scent…then moving behind him…rubbing his back and shoulders…hands finding their way inside the briefs, cupping his ass cheeks…sliding the briefs down and off…back up the inside of his legs…fingering his hairy ass crack…reaching between his legs to cup the now exposed, ringed gonads…squeezing, rolling…pulling his fully erect cock straight down…releasing it to let is slap back against his belly…around to the front again…starting at the ankles…up the inside of his hairy legs to the crotch…again, massaging his testes…lightly fingering his dick - watching it flex with excitement and anticipation…then burying his nose in the heavy pubic bush…licking his balls, the sides of his cock - pulling it down and licking the top - circling the head with his tongue - kissing the tip, tasting the pre-cum…flicking his tongue up the center of the rigid shaft – teasing just under the head, then grasping it and sliding his lips over the head, taking as much as he could in his mouth…slowly moving back and forth…increasing the thrusts, Kent’s hands now on the sides of his head…hearing him gasp in pleasure…holding his balls tightly as they drew up for ejaculation, then sensed and tasted again the pulsating ejaculate of this man that was now his lover! Kent’s entire body tensed as he shot his load…howled in pleasure... and gradually relaxed - heaving a great sigh of satisfaction. When the surging ended, Michael released his dick, stood and embraced him, kissing him softly on the side of the neck…then again on the mouth.

“That gives you some idea about how I feel about you…I know I’m not the best at giving head…but I want you to know how happy you’ve made me…and I really, really love you, man…!”

“You give great head...trust me on that one - and in the 'happy' department, you've made me happier than you can imagine...I thought I'd never find anyone like you again in a thousand years…"

“If I'm dreaming, don't wake me up, ok?”

“This is no dream…I’m real, you’re real...”

Kent knelt down and slid Michael's briefs off - releasing his rock hard cock. He kissed his balls, ran his tongue up the shaft and kissed the drops of pre-cum from the tip...then stood up.