at home. Do you want a coffee or something?”
“Actually, a coffee would be nice, thanks.”
Walking through the front room to the kitchen, the feeling I got from someone returning my affections filled me with warmth. I brushed my hand lightly along his cheek as I passed him.
“Won’t be a minute,” I called as I turned the kettle on. “How do you like your coffee?”
“Milk, one sugar, thanks.”
As I crashed about making the drinks, my hands trembled at the thought that Simon was only feet away. I didn’t hear him stand up and make his way into the kitchen, and it was only when I felt his warm breath against my neck and his strong hands on my waist, that I even knew he was there.
“Why don’t we forget about the coffee?”
Simon brushed my hair to the side and lowered his lips to my neck, his warm breath sending shivers of excitement through my body. As he kissed my soft skin lightly numerous times, I felt my cock start to stiffen in my trousers.
“Mmm, Simon,” I gasped. “I like the sound of that.”
Turning to face him, I wrapped my arms around his back, pulled him close, and threw my head back, offering my neck to his lips once again. Simon didn’t refuse, either. As he lowered his head and dragged his tongue slowly all around my neck, his touch so delicate, I could have come there and then. His tongue ran up the side of my neck, and I felt his warm breath in my ear just before he held my face lightly, pressing his lips against mine.
This time as we kissed, there was no urgency, no rushing. Just passion as our tongues intertwined, like two snakes mating, and we held each other tight. Eventually though, we pulled apart. After looking into Simon’s eyes, I took hold of his hand and led him through my flat toward the bedroom, pausing as we got to the doorway.
“What’s wrong, Leon?” Simon asked as I hesitated to lead him through the doorway.
“Are you sure this is what you really want?”
“More than you would believe possible. Now, are you going to let me in?”
I didn’t need asking twice, and I pulled him through the doorway. Closing the door behind us, I led him toward the bed. Instead of just pushing him back, though, I pulled him close and began to kiss him passionately, slowly undoing his shirt and slipped it off his shoulders. Bending my head, I started to kiss his chest softly. I flicked my tongue over his hard nipples, occasionally sucking and biting them before letting my hand travel down over his stomach.
Once my hand reached the waistband of his trousers, I dropped to my knees and undid them slowly, careful not to trap his cock in my eagerness. I slipped them and his boxers down his legs, releasing his hardness to me for the first time. Gasping as I saw the size and thickness of him, I wrapped my fingers lightly around his hard shaft and began to stroke him slowly.
Hearing him gasp turned me on even more, and as I continued to stroke him, I occasionally flicked out my tongue, tracing along the slit of his swollen, purple cockhead. Simon continued to moan softly, and placing his hands lightly on the side of my head, guided my mouth toward his cock.
Licking my lips, I opened my mouth as wide as I could and held his shaft loosely. I began to move my head forward and started to take his thick shaft into my eager mouth, continuously stroking him as I did. Eventually, every inch of his eight plus inches was comfortably in my mouth and I closed my lips around his shaft.
“Please, Leon,” Simon moaned breathlessly.
I knew what he wanted. I wanted it too, and I slowly began bobbing my head back and forth along the full length of his hard shaft, eagerly tasting every inch of him. I slowly sped up and used my free hand to massage his swollen balls at the same time. His cock was the first I had sucked in a long time, and I continued to eagerly suck him, occasionally pausing to run my tongue along his whole shaft and around the swollen head.
Pre-cum started to seep from the slit