I Kissed a Boy [complet]

Body Fusions 🔞

That's it, they had done it. They had slept together. Finally! Lying in the dark, in the bed he shared with Amy when she was there, Marc stared at Gavin. He had fallen asleep on his stomach. Thanks to the light coming out of the bathroom, Marc could see the elegant curve of his back, falling on the kidneys that he still wanted to caress. He had done it he didn't know how many times, yet the fire still burned in his veins. He turned to Gavin and put his hand on the back of the young man's neck before sliding it, fingers apart for better feeling, along the young manager's back. As his hand slowly moved up, he remembered that evening.

When Gavin's words came out of his mouth, Marc knew. He knew Gavin was responding to their argument this morning. He knew that the young man was also in this state of mind. The one where we want something so badly that we don't know how to express this desire except through rejection. Because if we gave in to this desire, there would be no more barrier, no more protection... like a leap into the void like a point of no return. He stared at Gavin for a long moment before making the final move that separated him from his lips. He would have liked this kiss to be slow and gentle, a lovers' kiss that discovers itself, but nothing was tender between them. The embers smoldering in their veins flared as their tongues met and Gavin was pressed against the wall as their hips met in a growl. The manager's hands gripped the back of his neck. He was demanding, eager. Marc pinched Gavin's full lips, up, down, middle, sucking his tongue, searching his mouth. Their breaths were too short, panting. They barely parted, breathing the same air, forehead to forehead, nose to nose. Then Gavin's hands loosened and he sighed.

— Let me take a shower.

Marc sprinkled his face with little kisses.

— Let's go together.

Marc led him to the bathroom, pressed him against the door, then against the wall without ceasing to kiss him. They undressed almost without leaving each other's lips and when that was the case, they looked for each other like thirsty people right after.

Finally naked, they kissed again then parted as satiated for a time. They stared at each other, finally taking the time to observe each other. Gavin's throat went dry eyeing Marc's body. He had seen it before but at that moment everything seemed new to him. He admired this man's body: developed shoulders, prominent biceps, muscular pecs, well-defined abs and this little line of dark hair that started from the navel to lose itself in the dark fleece of the groin. His eyes rested on his penis. It was not totally excited but already swollen. Gavin licked his lips longingly. He would never have thought he wanted a man's body, a man, as he wanted no.... It was stronger than that... This man in front of him was going to be his, totally and irremediably his.

Marc never took his eyes off Gavin's face and saw all of Gavin's emotions bloom and blossom there. The almost translucent caramel irises were invaded by the pupil which dilated by envy. The lips become covered in the gloss of saliva, turning them even more pink. Marc was charmed by what he awakened in Gavin. His eyes swept in turn the more than masculine body of the young manager, who unlike him, was all finesse. There was nothing feminine about him except perhaps his natural grace. No longer holding on to this immobility, he took him against him. His arms curled around Gavin's hips and he inhaled his scent.

— I like your smell. I do not know why.

Gavin squirmed as Marc nuzzled his neck.

— Do not talk nonsense, the day was long. Let me shower first.

— I like your smell, that's all.

Marc pushed him towards the shower and turned on the jet. Gavin let out a cry in the first coolness of the water. Marc took the opportunity to put his back to him.