Part 6
Tim slowly drew down the zipper of Paul’s jeans, sliding them down over his hips. He brushed his hand across the sizeable bulge in Paul’s black silk boxers and Paul involuntarily bucked his hips up off the bed.
Tim smiled at the reaction he had evoked, and he tried to remove Paul’s jeans entirely, but found that it was impossible in their current position. He slid off Paul’s lap and lay on his side on the bed, looking down at Paul.
Paul smiled, reaching an arm up around Tim’s neck and drawing his lips down for a brief but passionate kiss. They lost themselves in the moment, their hands roaming and tongues exploring each other. Paul fumbled with the buttons of Tim’s shirt, sliding it off his shoulders.
As they continued kissing Paul ran his hands across Tim’s bare back. Eventually they broke apart, both breathing heavily. Paul got to his feet, sliding his jeans the rest of the way down and kicking them off. Tim remained lying on the bed, looking up at Paul with desire written all over his handsome face.
“Off with those jeans Timmy.”
Tim smiled and undid his jeans, sliding them down over his hips and allowing Paul to pull them off his legs. Paul very quickly realized that Tim wasn’t wearing anything underneath. His eyes fell to the can of whipped cream still sitting on the bed. Tim followed Paul’s gaze and he suddenly looked nervous.
Paul picked up the can and shook it up. He crawled back onto the bed next to him and smirked as he leant over and squirted the cream down Tim’s body.
“Fuck!”
Tim cried out in shock as the cold cream came into contact with his skin. Paul then squirted a large amount of the cream onto Tim’s cock, causing him to almost jump off the bed. Paul quickly threw away the can and lowered his head, taking Tim’s entire length into his mouth and eagerly sucking away all the cream.
“Jesus Paul!”
Tim cried out as Paul continued working away on his cock with his hand, mouth and tongue, bringing Tim agonizingly close to the edge. But before Tim could come, Paul lifted his head, leaving Tim lying there panting and practically begging for more.
Paul climbed off the bed, quickly removing his own boxers so he was naked. He so desperately wanted to be inside Tim again, to feel him, touch him, and taste him. He positioned himself between Tim’s thighs and slowly entered him, allowing them both to adjust before rocking back and forth slowly.
“Paul, please, harder..”
Tim couldn’t form a coherent sentence at that point, all he could think about was how good it felt to have Paul buried deep inside him once more. Paul responded to Tim’s request, thrusting harder and harder until he felt himself nearing the brink.
He reached down and took Tim’s cock into his hand. A few moments later Paul cried out Tim’s name as he emptied his seed into him. Tim cried out at the same time, calling Paul’s name over and over as the orgasm rocked his body and he shot his hot cum all over Paul’s waiting hand.
Paul collapsed onto the bed and Tim crawled up to lay next to him. They wrapped their arms around each other, tenderly kissing and touching each other, enjoying the feeling of being together again, just as they were always meant to be.
THE END
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