Tim was getting close and the time for release was at hand.Tim was getting close and the time for release was at hand. As they had done on their first meeting, they locked their legs together and started jerking each other off forcefully. Dick to dick, fist to fist, they were like one unit of sexual energy. They were wet with sweat. Their crotches were pools of pre-cum, sweat and saliva. Chris started first, with Tim shooting a millisecond behind. Their young balls churned out ropes of cum: Tim's first two spasms splashed the underside of his chin; an arc of Chris' cum filled a little pool above his collar bone. The remaining spasms coated their chests, stomachs and crotches. When they were both spent, they again embraced tightly and their cum commingled in their embrace and the sweet smell of their passion rose to their nostrils. As they kissed, Chris and Tim were happy. Together they had found fulfillment. Next time, perhaps they would move on further into unexplored territory. Chris had awakened the night before, cumming, in a dream of eating out Tim's ass. |