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Author: Keyboardman Published: 9/10/2008 story views: 631
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spend the night, can’t it?”
Billy smiled, “absolutely, if you are comfortable enough here.”
“Just as long as you are in bed beside me, I’ll be fine.”
“Then that’s not a problem, as long as you hurry up…my bladder is about to pop!”
When Reece washed his hands and opened the door, Billy was standing there. He gave him a quick kiss and rushed in. Reece took off his jacket and sat down on the bed. He smiled when he saw that Billy had gotten two beers from the fridge and placed them on napkins on the nightstand. He took off his boots and sat them beside Billy’s next to a chair. He slipped of his socks and tucked them in.
As soon as he heard the water running and the pause after Reece stood and faced the door. Billy opened it slowly and walked toward him. “Is it okay if I leave this light on?”
“You’re not afraid of the dark are you?”
“No. I just want enough light so that I can see you, drink you in…” and Billy slipped his arms around Reece, gliding one hand to the back of his bed, and one around the waist he had become accustomed to holding. He smiled and kissed Reece.
Reece melted into him. He’d kissed many men and many women before, but never before had a kiss captured him so. Reece felt the warmth of Billy’s lips on his and the smoothness of his tongue as it quietly explored the inside of his mouth. Every little sigh, every little twinge of happiness or pleasure Billy was making note of and pushing to it’s height and then moving on to find the next spot to sensitize.
Billy guided Reece effortlessly to the bed. Reece was so willing and so in tune to how he was being touched and loved. There were moments when Reece was almost swooning, and a single button had not yet been undone. Billy just wanted to give Reece pleasure, pleasure he had been denied for so long. It was a pleasure that Billy would not deny himself.
Though Reece was giving in to Billy, submitting to the touch that was overtaking him, with each surrender Reece was feeling more and more like a man. He knew what he wanted, he knew he could just tell Billy, but he knew that it was time to let a man confidently find what it was that the other man needed.
Slowly with agonizing pleasure buttons finally came undone, and zippers unfurled and the two finally came together skin on skin, sweat on sweat. Reece grasped the sheets each time that Billy found on new place to explore, finger tracing down his neck, a tongue caressing a muscle that joined his neck to his shoulder.
Reece’s sighs guided Billy from spot to spot. Billy eagerly seduced every pour in his lover’s body, and his lover writhed in ecstasy. Their eyes would connect from time to time reading the hunger and seeking encouragement. More places were found a hand above a beating heart, a soft moan in the ear and hand placing the other on the smooth area just below the navel.
Billy lapped every inch he could lap, touch every spot that causes a stir, and pressed every sensation he could arouse. Reece was panting with sweat. His body had never