The rain fell on the roof of the inn they were staying in now, not a luxurious hotel, but an ordinary inn on the outskirts of the city building. It made a boisterous sound as the drops rolled down to hit the earth because the inn had no airtight space. In contrast, the melody of the rain could hide the strains of their love.
The creaking of the bed faded the loneliness that filled the room when the feet of the two men who were making out no longer touched the floor. On the bed, Austin pressed his fingers on Kenan's nape in a passionate kiss, the erotic melody created by the meeting of their lips drifting in the roaring rain. The cool temperature infiltrated around the skin, lulling it, making the longing that had been held back for years suddenly beat from behind the chest cavity, longing for Kenan's presence by his side.
Carried away by the charm of Kenan in front of him, Austin could no longer contain his desire. Kenan was patiently giving him a kiss. However, when Austin grabbed his waist to bring him closer, Kenan gasped with a breathless, "Wait,"
Slightly confused, Austin's eyes dimmed as Kenan instructed him to wait. Without a word of dialog, Austin took Kenan's hand, grasped his fingers and guided them right to his chest.
Kenan felt Austin's heartbeat rumble with his pulse. Austin also ran Kenan's hand over his own chest. Silently, Kenan realized that his heart was also beating hard. His cheeks were hot as a blush spread there all the way to his earlobes. The rain was getting heavier tonight, the wind howling like a storm.
There was a look that words couldn't define through Austin's eyes, but it wasn't something Kenan found difficult to understand. The seductive grin on his lips blossomed like a flower. All the anxiety turned into a chic gesture. Kenan's fingers wrapped around Austin's neck. Their tongues are now intertwined as the distance between them disappears and their breathing gets a little labored as the kiss doesn't end with each passing second. Everything almost seems natural, there are no inhibitions. Kenan reached out his idle hand to hug Austin's waist. The combination of interlocked hands and lips that sucked and sucked each other seemed so perfect. Despite the haste, their movements were melodic like the echo of raindrops hitting the glass windows of the inn.
Without dialog, Kenan and Austin embrace each other, rubbing the front of each other's bodies to channel warmth. Austin froze when Kenan repositioned himself on top, pinning Austin to the bed, his crotch bumping into Austin's and his warm breath hitting the neck of the man below.
The zipper is pulled and Austin eliminates Kenan's pants and boxers all at once as Austin moves more aggressively to trap Kenan. Austin immediately shakes his cock until Kenan can hardly breathe. The man puffs up his body due to Austin's skillful hands playing with his, these are just hands, not to mention his mouth. Austin saw the sad gaze of Kenan who looked at him with a red face.
"Relax, we'll take it slow so it doesn't end too soon." Austin said.
While the definition of gentle in Austin's vocabulary may be correct, Kenan is sure that Austin is not doing it gently. Especially when Austin opened his mouth and sucked on his own. Moving back and forth with a regular tempo.
Kenan groaned as he felt something churning and shaking in his gut. The tremble in his voice was clearly audible as a low sigh greeted his eardrums. The air around became hot and full of moans. Kenan's fingernails grabbed Austin's hair, he whimpered and moaned without a suffix as his voice was muffled behind his clamped mouth. It all managed to pull the corners of Austin's lips into a smirk.
As Kenan is about to climax, Austin stops, he pulls himself into a seated position resting on his knees with Kenan straddling him. Austin takes off his shirt and tosses it in a random direction before giving Kenan a love token on the man's neck. Down, to his shoulder, kissing his arm down to his fingers. Slowly, with his eyes half closed, Austin had Kenan suck on his fingers. Kenan drowned in the man's warmth and before he knew it, Austin had thrown him on the bed and pinned him down.
Then, the warm, saliva-soaked fingers of his master broke through slowly into him. The heat in Austin's index finger flowed quickly through his body once all three fingers were inside Kenan.
There was hardly any softness to be found in Austin's touch, and Kenan knew it. So, he could only try to savor every touch the man above him gave him until he reached the climax point.
Kenan closes his eyes tightly as Austin replaces the previous three fingers with his erect dick. Once again, Kenan moans between gasps as the blunt tip of Austin's dick enters him. Slowly, Austin waited for Kenan to get used to the pain, nuzzling his neck over and over again. When Kenan was more relaxed, Austin pushed his manhood deeper. The heat overwhelms his body, overwhelming his senses. A sense of satisfaction mixed with pleasure melts as they become one and cannot be described by words. His jaw gritted but not a word came out, only sighs and moans that further aroused the libido of anyone who heard them.
Austin remembers Kenan's sweet spot, the same spot where he touched him, which made Kenan scream his name. A mixture of screams and whimpers escaped his throat. Austin squeezes Kenan's thighs and thrusts deeper and deeper, faster, and rougher too. Kenan came and his cum splattered over his stomach. It continued like that until they were done.
Both were exhausted and breathing heavily. Austin laid himself down beside Kenan with his arms wrapped around Kenan's waist nicely.
"How do you know if I love you?" Austin asked in a voice that almost resembled a whisper beside Kenan after the seconds of silence that followed their activity.
In an instant, the question reminded Kenan of the night Austin had confessed at that moment, and the image of them making love came back. It succeeded in making Kenan's faintly blushing cheeks turn as red as boiled shrimp and he turned his face away harshly.
"Do you know that I can always guess the way you think?" Kenan's eyes glanced at Austin briefly along with the lingering sparks.
"You can always what?" Austin repeated Kenan's question.
"Forget it ..." Kenan muttered as he closed his eyes.
Austin didn't say anything else, his heart relieved that Kenan could understand him even though he didn't really believe that Kenan could read his mind. That was more than enough for Austin. Kenan understood him, even more than Helena.
The least Austin could do was try to understand Kenan the way he understood himself. However, Austin wasn't sure he could understand Kenan easily, because he was so complicated, even more so than the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. Or maybe Kenan is like the weather, unpredictable even when Austin tries to predict it. Like today's weather, which started out with clear skies and ended with rain.
And in the end, Kenan's eyes grew heavy and heavy. His head slumped, becoming Austin's shoulder as a cushion. Half-awake, he felt a cool breeze caress his skin. Austin smiled, almost chuckling at the man who couldn't wait to tickle his jaw and cheeks with his messy dark black mane. While the regular breathing of Kenan who had been carried away to dreamland on his shoulder and left arm tickled his skin.
"Can we go on like this?" Austin rhetorically rubbed the top of Kenan's head, letting himself enjoy the softness of Kenan's mane.
Should he laugh now, considering it was Helena who should be in his arms, not this man who was his adopted brother. Even after tonight, Austin felt his love for her fading like the rain that had been like a storm. Beginning to tighten his embrace on Kenan, Austin followed the man into dreamland as if they would sleep forever and never wake up again.
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