Archie’s cock grew hard at the sound of his words, then Brogan spilled his seed down his throat. His moans grew louder.
“I love you, Archie.”
“Not done.” Archie licked his wet dick clean. “I love you so much.”
Brogan bent down and pulled Archie up, their lips meeting in a soft, tender kiss.
“Let me do this for you,” Brogan said.
“No, I want to fuck you this time.”
“Really. That’s different.” Brogan was delighted Archie wanted to fuck him since usually it was the other way around.Then he thought about it; he had never topped him. He’d thought Archie only bottomed. Well, this was going to be fun and different.
“I need you to bend over the recliner.” Archie opened the drawer of the end table and pulled out the lube and condom. Archie generously lubed Brogan’s crease inside and out, then stretched his finger inside his sweet hole. Brogan was beside himself while Archie’s fingers lingered inside, toying with his prostate, adding more digits for the final stretch. Brogan wanted to cry with the need to come again and so soon.
“Ah…yes…keep doing it,” Brogan moaned.
Archie abruptly stopped his finger action and broke open the condom, then put it on himself and lubricated it. Brogan could tell he was nervous and wanted things to work out, and Brogan did for both of them.
Archie aimed his cockhead into Brogan’s hole, pushing in and out, until he broke through the tight muscles. He pounded him hard, heavy balls banging against him, swinging them forward and back each time.
The burn melted his insides. His ass throbbed as Archie slammed in and out, and once again, he banged his prostate. His cock was oozing precum. Brogan bucked his body, needing even more contact. Archie immediately saw to his need by taking his cock in his hand, stroking to the same rhythm of his own cock thumping inside him.
“Damn, Brogan. You’re so hot. Your cute ass turns me on.”
Brogan couldn’t answer, could form words; only faint whimpers left his lips. With a tug, Archie exploded into his condom. The throbbing of his cock ignited Brogan into shooting his cum, spurt after spurt.
Archie’s dick slid out with the condom and he took care of the condom.
Brogan collapsed facedown over the chair, panting, still feeling the aftershocks of his orgasm. Archie rested alongside him, turned his head, and kissed him hard on the lips. His tongue entered Brogan’s mouth, and both tongues played tag.
“You felt so good.” Archie pulled away from Brogan’s lips. Sweat dripped from his hair and ran down his face, his beautiful face.
“That was so hot.” Brogan pushed his hair away from his eyes.
“So it’s okay if we do it again?”
“Of course, it is. Love it.
Archie moved away for a minute to dispose of the used condom into a small trash can beside the recliner. Brogan followed and took him in his arms, his strong embrace offering comfort. Archie pressed his lips onto Brogan’s, the world fading away. Again, Archie was initiating kissing too. Brogan found it arousing when Archie led in their lovemaking.
Archie caressed and kissed Brogan’s back. “We need to take a shower so we can get ready for bed and cuddle.”
After they showered and climbed into bed, there for a moment, just breathing, the stillness was broken by the quiet, cheerful notes of a Christmas song.
“You left the music on,” Archie said.
“I thought that was your job.”
“Nope.”
“I guess we can turn it off in the morning.” Brogan reached out, brushing his knuckles down Archie’s arm. “You good?”
Archie nodded, eyes steady. “Yeah. You?”
“Yeah,” Brogan said, voice a little rougher than he meant. “More than.”
Archie’s fingers found Brogan’s butt, but there was no rush in the way he moved only with certainty. Brogan mirroredhim, hands skimming over warm skin, pausing at the curve of Archie’s butt like he was memorizing it.
