Holding Him

In your arms

Keith's hands slowly went up his body, hips along with a slight pressure. Sander held his hands tightly and clasped Keith's shoulder as if his body were otherwise losing the world. They've done this so many times before, but it was never enough and never the same. Keith's hands now slowly wrapped around Sander's waist, and pressed him down. It was already the third round, but Keith still couldn't control his pace. Sander suddenly angled his back with a subdued moan. There was the spot. Keith loved to see him like this, holding him like this. He knows that Sander doesn't like to express his passion through happy sounds. With his eyes and mouth closed, Sander put his head in his neck and breathed hard through his nose, always not to be too loud with caution. 

"Sander, don't be like that. Show me you like that," Keith tried hard to make him moan. He took him by the neck and began to kiss his neck. Now Sander gave in. He couldn't keep his mouth shut. Neither could Keith any more and searched through Sander with his tongue. He knew exactly where his hotspots were. Keith got wilder and wilder and didn't realize Sander got louder and louder. He pressed him on the bed, grabed his cheeks and kisses him, so wildly. Sander didn't want this to end. He knew that he did not have to persuad Keith for another round, maybe the whole night. Keith already knew he would without a doubt go for the whole night, he would probably end up falling asleep in Keith's lap, breathless and unable to speak. Keith also was not the type of person to leave his bottom after three rounds. No no, it was a long week and it is going to be a long night. And Sander got louder and louder, his voice started stuttering.

 Slowly but surely, Keith felt the pressure of climax appearing. Somehow they always came together. And yes, Sander's grip got harder, his breath got faster, their hearts beated crazily. "Keith, I am gonna -" "Me too. Gosh, Sander, why does this feel so amazing?" Keith said breathing heavily followed by a scream of realif. Sander got warm inside, while Keith felt Sander's warmth of his cum on his abbs. But Sander didn't stop moaning, in fact, he started breathing like there was no such thing like oxygen.

Keith knew excactly what to do and turned on his pace again. He was so proud of Sander. "Keith! God, I'm gonna cum again!" "Fuck yeah, Baby. I'm so proud. Oh, you already came again." He didn't realize it until he looked down on Sander. His belly was covered. 

Keith let go of Sander's beautiful hips. He would need some water now, he knows his bottom to good. He would also need some time to really come back to planet earth, in the end he made him cum twice in less then two minutes. "Imma be right back babe." He kissed his preassous tinted lips, touched his nips just to make sure that this was not finished yet, and even received a small moan inside his mouth. He walked downstairs and grabed a bottle and a towel. He would also want to clean himself.

When Keith returned, Sander was lying on the bed and rubbing his belly with his eyes closed. He would need some more time Keith thought and gave him the bottle and the towel. "Thanks. Oh, I don't need the towel." "What, are you sure?" "Yeah, let's see what we can get filled in one night." Sander said with a smirk on his lips, which waited for Keith's lips to meet them. That was enough for Keith to get turned on. Without waiting for Sander to drink he took the bottle from his hand and threw both the bottle and the towel in the corner and imediatly started diging his tongue in Sander's mouth.