After a few months, we got comfortable with eachother. "Babe, I think we take this relationship to the next level." I insisted.
"What do you mean my love?" He asked. I got a hard on from the way he held my body to his.
"Sex, i'm talking about sex." I blurted. I felt his boner.
"I'm cool with that." He smiled his reply. I smiled and proceeded to kiss him.
I picked him up and carried him to my room. I threw him on my bed closed my door and locked it.
I took my shirt off, threw it down. Then started taking my pants off, I pulled them off, then took off my boxers. He was already undressed.
I crawled on to the bed, I kissed him gentally, then biting his lip.
"Babe, you sure you're ready for this?" I asked. He gave a reassuring nod.
I flipped him over, I held my self before his entrance. Then I thrusted my self in him, the pleasure took over and I thrusted harder and harder, he cried out in pleasure. He started clawing my sheets.
I grabbed his hips firmly and pushed my self in deeper,
"Murdoc, faster, please! Faster!" He yelled out. It turned me on.
"I'm about to come!" I gasped. I finally came.
He got on his knees and licked my erection, and I gasped. He wrapped his lips around me. He started sucking lightly.
Then he got on me, he pushed him self inside me, then satisfaction took over and he hit my prostate and screamed out. He came in me.
Finally, we both gave out. But we heard screaming in Cheyennes room.
Next thing you know you hear, "Gabe! Oh my carrots!" Then you hear a guys moaning. "Cheyenne, I fucking love you!" Than you can tell she had her final orgasum.
"Babe we need to get dressed." I suggested.
"Yeah." He agreed
