What started with a cuddle imploded into a tongue-involving kiss. Soon we were pulling each other's clothes, struggling to connect our kisses at the same time.
We parted shortly only to catch our breath. Our bodies are both emitting flames that cannot be put-out and thirst that cannot be quenched. I can feel a kind of burning every time our skin touch.
Florante pushed me into the bed as he ripped open my shirt. I can hear the cloth-fabric being torn apart. He raised both my hands above my head and held it there. My body arched upward longing for his touch. He looked at me for a brief moment and surveyed my face and my bare chest.
"Larry you're beautiful..." His voice is deep and raspy.
He inched his face slowly until the tip of our nose touched. I struggled to free my hands from his grip so I could wrap it around his neck and pull him closer because I wanna feel the steaming passion lying beneath his skin. I want his lips sealed in mine and feel his warm breath inside my mouth. I wanted him so badly that my mind fogged-up but all I can muster is to moan softly as he sucks on my neck and bit on the spot where I moaned the hardest. He runs his tongue from my chest to the line in my stomach and down to my belly-button where he lingered licking and sucking on it.
I groaned even harder. My senses are overwhelmed with so much delight. My body tensed and my cheeks burned. His right hand is tracing my thigh like a map, finding its way down to my pants. I am throbbing beneath my underwear. His hand finally made its way to my tool and caressed it there.
I whimpered rather sharply as he bit the hem of my underwear and pulled it down revealing my arousal. He looked at me devilishly and kissed its head.
I felt so turned on and helpless at his teasing. I muffled loudly and worried that dad and mom would hear us from the other room. He climbed back up and sealed his lips to mine and all that's left is a soft whimper.
"You want me to continue shithead?"
"Babe, please don't stop now..." I pleaded.
I reached for his lips but he pulled back a little. "Once I start doing you, there'll be no turning back..."
"I don't care!" I said and hot tears escaped my eyes. "I love you and I want all of you, babe..." I sounded desperate. "I don't want to do this with anybody else but you Florante because I love you more than anything" I reassured him afraid he would stop.
"I love you even more than you can possibly imagine Larry..." Our lips reconnected.
He released my hands so I wrapped it around his neck and pulled him back to my parted lips. His right hand went down to my shaft stroking it rhythmically.
I moved my hands below his waist to unzip his pants. I slowly pulled down his brief and started caressing his throbbing shaft which felt hot and wet in my palm.
He moaned between my lips.
"Can you handle it, shithead?"
"I nodded confidently not knowing if I can since Florante is gifted down there."
He pulled my hips down to his shaft and probed for entrance. I whined silently as he fully inserted his manhood inside me. He started thrusting slowly and I felt a sudden pain for a moment which turned into an inexplicable pleasure.
"Am I hurting you shithead" his eyes are engulfed with so much concern.
"No, I can handle it..." I kissed his hand.
He clasped my hands side-ways and our fingers filled the gaps.
He burrowed deeper and deeper inside me, holding my hands tighter.
I bit my lips trying to contain the unfathomable pleasure that I feel as Florante's manhood rocked me from the inside.
"I love you shithead," he said looking at me with a burning passion that's reflected on his brown eyes as they gaze my blue ones. His jaw clenched and his muscles flexed with every thrust until he finally gave in and lose control gyrating his hips faster and deeper.
My nails bore holes through his skin as I pulled him in closer as if he's not close enough. I whimpered and moaned uncontrollably as we kissed roughly.
"Shithead, I'm about to come...what should I do?" He groaned.
I know that he does not want to pull out and so am I.
"Inside...come inside me..."
Florante growled like a beast when we climaxed.
Our bodies are both soaked in sweat when we're done. He pressed his forehead against mine and smiled affectionately. I smiled back and reached for his lips one more time.
When the night was through, we both know that we have lost something. That we are no longer the same person as we were the night before.
He's lying flat on his stomach so I crawled onto him and kissed him softly on his back which glow like copper as the rays of the morning sun passed through the gaps in the windows.
"Did I wake you up babe?" I smiled.
"You waking me up in the morning is the best thing in the world shithead." He caressed my lips with his index finger and I bit it playfully.
"I love this Florante..."
"What?"
"Everything...the sea, the sunlight, the bed, but I love you the most. I wish this moment never ends. I could lie here with you forever if I could."
He curled his lips and stared into my eyes.
"Am I your first shithead?"
"Mmmm"
"Am I?" I asked back.
"You are...and the only one that I'll ever make love with..."
I fondled the stubble on his jawline and kiss him on the tip of his nose and then on his lips. I could never possibly go tired kissing Florante's lips.
"I can't stop thinking what could have happened if I have not met you Florante...if our path had not crossed that first day of school..."
"It was destiny Larry, that out of the billion people on earth and the endless places that you could have been on that day and on that specific moment in time, you ended up with me..."