“Just admiring. You look good moaning like this under me.” He shifted his rhythm, pushing deeper inside.
“Ah, you like pinning me down, don’t you?”
Shinji grinned and lowered his mouth to Teruo’s ear. “Does it turn you on?” he whispered.
“Yeah,” Teruo breathed.
Shinji lifted his head and kissed him hungrily, their tongues sliding together and he rocked his hips faster. A throaty groan escaped him as Teruo’s tight channel wrapped around his cock. He kissed his way down Teruo’s throat, nipping and biting his skin. Teruo writhed rubbing his dick against Shinji’s belly, his hands holding onto Shinji’s buttocks, nails digging hard and Shinji gasped in pleasure.
Propping himself up on his left elbow, Shinji slicked his free hand with more lube and ran it across Teruo’s abdomen toward his cock straining between them. Shinji grabbed onto it, smirking with satisfaction when Teruo jolted and groaned. He moved his fist up and down Teruo’s shaft, stroking, squeezing the cockhead just how Teruo liked it. He continued the motion, pumping it with the tempo of his hips.
Teruo’s moans grew louder next to his ear. “Fuck, Shinji…!”
Hearing his name on Teruo’s lips like that sent a shiver through him. He pushed up on his knees, dragging Teruo’s ass in his lap, Teruo’s legs spread on either side and he watched himself disappear inside Teruo, the tight muscles of his hole gripping him. The sight drove him crazy with desire and he caressed Teruo’s thigh, then let his palm roam over Teruo’s taut body as his other hand stroked Teruo’s cock faster.
He pulled himself almost entirely out, letting the head of his cock spread Teruo’s muscles wide then shoved into him hard. Teruo gasped, his back arching. He lifted his hips slamming back into Shinji’s cock and pushing his dick into Shinji’s hand.
Shinji closed his eyes thrusting fast and jacking Teruo. Their pants and moans bounced off the walls in an erotic melody and the air smelled of sex and sweat and Teruo’s amber perfume. Shinji inhaled and let out a shaky breath then opened his eyes as he felt a brush of fingertips on his thighs. He bent down, snapping his hips sharply as he moved and kissed Teruo roughly, relishing in the way Teruo responded, just as hard, biting Shinji’s lower lip and tugging onto his hair.
Teruo bucked under Shinji, his cock slipping out of Shinji’s grip and sliding along the firm muscles of Shinji’s abs. He gripped Shinji’s ass, and pulled him down, sinking Shinji’s cock deeper into him. Their bodies slapped together, their cries of pleasure muffled by each other’s mouths.
Shinji broke the kiss with a gasp and took Teruo in hand again, stroking him faster as he picked up the speed of his own thrusts. Teruo’s hands hit the mattress, the sheets gathering in a pile in his fists. He gritted his teeth, threw his head back and stiffened before his cock pulsed in Shinji’s hand. Teruo convulsed in a series of inarticulate moans and he spurted all the way up to his neck. Shinji watched the creamy threads of cum and held his breath as Teruo’s ass pulsed around him, stroking Teruo’s cock slowly until he was spent.
Leaning down, Shinji licked a thread of cum from Teruo’s collarbone toward his neck then rested his hands on the bed and dived into a brutal rhythm. He pulled almost all the way out each time before slamming back into Teruo, his pelvis slapping against Teruo loudly, his breathing tense and harsh. Shinji’s pace turned erratic as his climax approached and with two, three more thrusts, he orgasmed with a hoarse cry shooting his load into the condom.
The last spasms calmed and he slowly pulled out before melting down on Teruo with all his weight, his forehead against Teruo’s cheek. He smiled when Teruo gathered him in his arms and held him tight.
Once he regained his breath, Shinji looked up and pressed a kiss on Teruo’s jaw. “You okay?”
“Better than okay,” Teruo muttered, his eyes closed.
“What’s better than okay?”
“Don’t make me think right now. My brain isn’t working.”
Shinji chuckled. “Ah, I’m that good? Brain-meltingly good?”
“Mhm.” Teruo turned them around landing on top of Shinji. He trailed his thumb over Shinji’s cheekbone and down to his lower lip. “You’re perfect.”
Before Shinji had time to reply, Teruo caught his lips into a firm kiss. Shinji hooked his arms around Teruo’s shoulders, relishing in the sweet taste of Teruo’s mouth.
A noisy growl interrupted them and Teruo broke away, raising a brow.
“Well, that would be my stomach,” Shinji announced.
“Was wondering what sort of beast is hiding in my bedroom.”
Shinji stretched lazily, skimming his feet over Teruo’s calves. “All this action made me hungry.”
“Hm.” Teruo nodded, amused. “So you’re here for dick and food.”
“Of course. They’re both delicious.” He grinned, licking his lips.
Teruo flushed. “Keep talking like that and I’ll get hard again.”
“I’m fine with another round.” Shinji winked, groping his ass.
“Not tonight.” Teruo kissed him softly. “As much as I’d like to go at it again, we need to eat and sleep. You especially.”