Part 5
After what seemed like an eternity Tim finally appeared in the doorway of Paul’s bedroom. Tim looked at Paul lying there on the bed as instructed and he smiled, walking over and placing the objects he was carrying on the bedside table.
Tim then crawled onto the bed, positioning himself on Paul’s back, supporting his own weight with his knees on either side of Paul’s hips.
“Ready for your massage Pauly?”
Paul let out a soft groan as he could feel the bulge in Tim’s jeans pressing against him.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
Tim grabbed a pillow from behind him and handed it to Paul to put underneath his head. He then reached over to the bedside table and picked up the baby oil, pouring some on to Paul’s back. He deposited the bottle back on the table and then went to work.
“Hmm that’s nice.”
Paul rested his head against the pillow and closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of Tim’s hands on his bare skin once more. Tim massaged every inch of Paul’s back, paying particular attention to his sore shoulder. Paul sighed contentedly.
“Lower.”
Paul mumbled that single word and then relaxed into his pillow again. Tim smiled and began to run his hands down Paul’s lower back. He then scooted back a bit on the bed so he his knees were on either side of Paul’s thighs.
“Turn over.”
Paul opened his eyes and turned his head to look up at Tim, raising an eyebrow as he did so. When he saw the look on Tim’s face he also smiled. Tim lifted himself up off the bed allowing Paul to roll over onto his back. Paul smirked.
“Now what?”
Tim didn’t reply; he simply reached over and grabbed another item from the bedside table. Paul raised an eyebrow again and Tim smirked.
“God that’s cold!”
Paul cried out as Tim squirted a large amount of whipped cream down his chest and stomach. The cream started to melt almost immediately as it came into contact with Paul’s overheated skin. Tim smiled and dropped the can next to them on the bed.
“Tim please..”
Paul knew he sounded desperate but he didn’t care. He wanted Tim to touch him again, to touch every single inch of his skin until he was begging for more. Paul was looking up at him through dark passion-filled eyes, and Tim felt his heart beating heavily in his chest.
He lowered his head and began to slowly lick every inch of cream from Paul’s chest. Paul let out a deep growl, tangling his hands in Tim’s dark hair as his tongue slid across Paul’s hot skin.
“God Tim..”
Tim continued kissing his way down Paul’s chest, cleaning every bit of cream from his body. He dipped his tongue into Paul’s navel and managed to cause yet another moan. He stopped when he reached the top of Paul’s jeans, looking up at his face once more.
No words were required; Tim knew exactly what it was Paul wanted. Their eyes remained locked together as Tim slowly reached for the button of Paul’s jeans.
part 6