I licked my lips in anticipation. This was one dick I wouldn’t mind taking. I ignored his request and crawled on my hands and knees towards him, watching his face as I licked him from root to tip, swirling my tongue around the head, savouring the taste of him.
“Oh, God, don’t stop doing that.”
I didn’t stop and carried on licking and sucking, taking him deeper each time, hollowing my cheeks for maximum suction. I balanced on one hand and took hold of him in the other, stroking slowly as I bobbed my head, giving just enough pressure to bring him close. He held my head gently on either side, sliding his dick in and out of my mouth before he pulled back. I released him with a pop, sitting back on my heels. I knew I looked smug. I was good at giving head.
“Strip. Now.”
I did as he asked, with difficulty as I was still on my knees and watched him as I revealed my dick to him. I wasn’t huge, wasn’t thick, just average size, but I was happy with my lot. I’d never had any complaints anyway.
Kwan was slightly bigger, but I was confident that if the time came, if our relationship got to that point, it wouldn’t be a problem.
“Come lie with me.” Kwan took me by the hand as he sat on the bed, and we lay side by side, facing each other. He took us both in hand, those long fingers useful as they easily gripped us both. He leaned in for another kiss, gradually increasing the pressure and speed of his stroking.
It wasn’t going to take long at this rate, and our kisses became more frantic as we neared our mutual climaxes. I ran my hand through his hair, finally feeling the softness beneath my fingers. He groaned into my mouth as his release spilled over his hands. I couldn’t hold back any longer and followed seconds later, still kissing this wonderful man in my bed.
Our breathing finally returned to normal, and I flipped onto my back as he got out of bed and left the room, returning a short time later, a warm flannel in his hands.
He sat next to me, his now soft cock lying against his thigh. He gently wiped our mingled spunk from my stomach with the flannel before placing it on the table next to the now cold mugs of coffee and snuggling down next to me. I laid my head on his chest before pulling the duvet over us.
I sighed contentedly. I hadn’t felt this relaxed in a long time, nor had I felt so comfortable with another man, but lying here naked next to Kwan, I realised that there was more to life, that it wasn’t all doom and gloom.
There were bright spots, and this blue-haired guy was definitely one of them. I started to drift off to sleep, my ear to his chest, and for once, it wasn’t my own heartbeat I heard but the steady throb of his heart, beating strong and true.