Chad stripped.
Even his socks ended up on the tiles.
Romeo backed away, still able to shuffle despite his jeans tight around his thighs.He pulled out a kitchen chair, positioned it to face Chad, then sat down.
“Come here.”
Chad approached.His nakedness and his apprehension had taken some of his hardness, but it only made Romeo’s own cock ache.
“Get on my lap.”
Chad straddled him, gripping Romeo’s shoulders.
“Closer.”Romeo murmured, wrapping his arms around Chad’s back and pulling him up his thighs.Their cocks brushed, and their balls came to rest together.Chad’s hips twitched, Romeo rocked forward, then they were grinding.
Their cocks slid, crowns rolling together.Romeo felt the swell of Chad’s cock against his own, knew he was close, and rutted his hips, pressing himself against Chad’s cock.
He leaned his head down and spat on their cocks.
Chad cursed, clawing at Romeo’s shoulders.
“Do that again.”
Romeo dribbled onto their cocks before spitting.Chad tipped his head back, groaning.His eyes were unfocussed as his hips began to work, rocking faster and faster on Romeo’s lap.
The chair legs knocked against the tiles, tipping enough that Romeo had to grip the edge of the table with his left hand.
They were both close, swollen and edging the thin line of orgasm.Romeo slowed the frantic pace of his thrusts, and Chad followed suit, until they were slow grinding while exchanging slow blinks of awe.
Romeo broke eye contact to look down.He bit his lip, groaning at the sight of their cocks ready to blow.Chad’s answering moan sounded wounded.He didn’t look down, he watched Romeo.
“Look at us,” Romeo twitched his eyebrows, encouraging Chad to join him in spying on their cocks.
“Oh, fuck, Romeo.”Chad panted weakly.
Romeo hummed in agreement.It was intense looking down on themselves like that, hips twitching with a need neither of them could deny.Their cocks were shiny and swollen, and slippery with spit and pre-cum.Romeo couldn’t recall seeing them like that before, pressed tightly together, both as hard as possible, shivering with how close they tiptoed the line.Romeo’s cock was longer, and thicker, but not by much.Chad’s crown was a deeper red, and his slit was more open than Romeo’s.
Romeo let go of the table to roll his palm across their crowns.He paused, then rubbed his pinkie against Chad’s slit.Chad’s hips jerked, then he panted frantically as if trying not to come.
“Romeo.”He gasped.
Romeo hummed, and used his thumb, firmer, as he stroked Chad’s slit, over and over until Chad’s hips began twitching, rocking, and, possessed with need, he finished himself by thrusting against Romeo’s cock, moaning Romeo’s name.
Romeo looked past the eruption of cum to Chad’s bare foot on the tiles, stretching as his toes spasmed.Chad reached between them, jerking Romeo off until his eyes rolled back, and a low groan escaped him as he came, hitting Chad’s bare chest and running down his scars.
Chad let go and dropped his head forward onto Romeo’s shoulder.He breathed hard, stopping every so often to swallow.
Romeo drew lazy patterns against Chad’s back.
Chad’s relaxed sigh warmed Romeo heart.
“This,” Chad murmured, snuggling his face into Romeo’s throat.“This is familiar.We’ve donethislots of times.”
And it was true.
“Do you forgive me?”Chad whispered a while later.
“Yes.Now I know there was nothing to forgive.”
