moment and savour it – because , to be honest , who knew if it would ever come again?
Deliberately slow , Oliver let his fingertips gently stroke the soft naked skin all the way from the sensitive head, following the vein-covered ridge down to the end of the wider shaft and the tight hair-covered ballocks.
He was rewarded by a small moan from Winston that held its own tempting allure and encouraged him to continue. Oliver bent closer and finally allowed him self to taste him for the first time. He wrapped his fingers around Winston’s full erection , and delicately and teasingly he let his tongue glide over the sensitive top. A second moan escaped Winston’s lips , to Olive’s own personal satisfaction. It was soon followed by a third moan of pleasure when Oliver , without hesitating , took his full length in his mouth and sucked hard. Winston buried his fingers in Oliver’s brown hair while he raised his hips to meet his movements as desire rapidly carried him away.
“Wait,” Winston said breathlessly after a while. Oliver paused, unsure of why he wanted him to stop, but he obeyed nonetheless, although a little bit reluctan tly . Winston was not the only one who was enjoying the experience , and by now Oliver was almost uncomfortabl y hard and eager to touch himself and please both of them at the same time.
Stretching to the side to reach his waistcoat that was thrown on the floor, Winston hastily went through its pockets and found a small glass vial. He removed the stopper and spilled the fluid generously over his fingers.
“I want you to take me,” Winston explained , and his almond-shaped eyes were filled with lust and hunger as he leaned back on the bed and reached behind his back and started to prepare himself. His hand moved rhythmically , and Oliver felt his erection grow even harder as he proceeded.
“You planned this, did you not?” Oliver mumbled accusingly, while he let his moist lips brush against the other man’s hardness.
“Will you stop if I say ‘yes’?” Winston moaned softly while he continued to touch himself sinfully around his most sensitive area.
Oliver paused again, teasingly le tting his tongue play over the tip of the other man’s erection. It brought a short gasp of pleasure from Winston.
“No,” he admitted and slowly licked the full length of Winston’s erection.
The sight of Winston touching himself so intimately and clearly enjoying it did have a rather detrimental effect on Oliver’s self-control, not to mention the exciting thought of what Winston had asked him to do.
“Good,” Winston mumbled , somewhat distracted , and turned around so that he lay flat on his belly. He spread his legs wide. “Come,” he begged.
There was absolutely nothing that would have stopped Oliver from continuing at that moment. His experience with this type of lovemaking was sweet, but rare , and the sight of Winston as he touched himself slowly while he waited for Oliver was deeply arousing.
Eagerly Oliver moved into position. He took the vial of oil and poured it liberally on to his own hard erection, massag ing himself with steady strokes. Winston’s eyes looked almost glazed over with desire , and his cheeks were rosy with excitement. His breath came in short uneven gasps that told Oliver that he was more than ready now. Without further delay, Oliver pressed himself firmly against the other young man’s buttocks, letting his hardness teasingly glide between the cleft of Winston’s bottom. Winston moaned and raised his hips willingly against him in the most encouraging way.
“Slow, but deep,” Winston mumbled and gave him a lazy glance over his shoulder and a crooked half-smile that could have meant anything or ever ything.
The sensation of the other young man rubbing himself against his naked body, so unmistakably excited and ready, was more than a little distracting , and Oliver pushed himself firmer, kissing his naked, pale shoulders and embracing him from behind.