breakup

Part 03: Insanity

RICHARD'S POV

I must admit it, I've barely waited this cold, winter evening to come. And finally, here we are now, in my warm apartment, half-naked in my warm bed, ready to make love as we've never done before.

"Gott, you are so beautiful", Paul whispered, leaned over my just denuded torso, looking at me with so much admiring in his shiny, hungry eyes. "So beautiful." He was standing still in that position for a while, observing me. Licking his upper lip. Then leaned down in order to kiss me.

I enjoyed the sweet taste of his lips awhile and then felt his tongue curiously looking for its way in. I captured it firmly with my lips while my hands were holding his face tightly pressed to mine. I played with his tongue in my mouth, licking and sucking it gently. As this sweet game lasted, my hands left his face and tenderly started to run all over his body. I felt Paul's lips widening in a pleasant smile and then he kept his hands busy too. They slowly travelled along my skin that immediately erupted into goose-flesh and one of them stopped around my crotch, finding the center of my entire lust.

I moaned quietly when the small guitarist laid his hand on it, pressing it strongly with his palm and holding it that way, very still, without any single move. I caught Paul's mischievous glance and realized his intention. He wanted me to move instead. So I moved. I was moving my pelvis beneath his hand, rubbing my crotch strongly onto it and enjoying the rough feeling of pleasure through my jeans that was creating between our bones. And very soon, I started to feel like my own arousal could compare with their firmness as well. Literally. And just when my moving became faster, Paul removed his hand and laughed as I reflexively continued, finding my empty movements incredibly funny. Then he took my jeans and boxers off, letting my erection come out to the light.

"Somebody's happy to see me?" Paul smiled, throwing that rest of my clothes on the floor. I smiled back to him. I adored his spontaneous humor, and his cheerfulness, and his cute smile, and... "Come here, cutie..." I wanted to taste his soft, warm lips again, and so the rest of his body as well, his entire being that I loved so much. I leaned forward in desperate attempt to kiss him, but he didn't let me. "No." Gently, he pushed me back on the bed. "You just lay down. Relax and enjoy."

"But, Paul..." I protested. "I want to give you the pleasure as well..."

"Shhhh..." Paul put his finger on my mouth. "I don't want to hear a word from you anymore." He replaced his finger with smoothness of his lips. "You said I had to prove myself, right? And I will." He was speaking intermittently, kissing my lips in the breaks between sentences. "I want to redeem to you. I want to give you as much pleasure as I can."

Saying that, before I can utter anything, his hand found my crotch again, now completely exposed to him. My body stiffened from pleasure when Paul's skilled fingers embraced my hard shaft and slightly started pulling my foreskin along its head. While he was stroking my dick softly, very gently, his lips slowly left mine, passed over my chin and moved to my neck.

I purred contentedly, with my eyes closed, arching my head backwards in attempt to expose him as much skin as possible. Immediately, I felt his hot, hot breath and lips and tongue and teeth running all over the quivering skin of my neck. Paul was kissing, licking and biting it passionately while I was sighing quietly, with my hands caressing the back of his head. I was finding pleasure in that feeling of vulnerability every time I would expose my neck to him, in that sensation of my throat and pulsating arteries beneath his sharp, predatory teeth...

Paul's tongue travelled lower. Pressing his face closely to my bare, muscular chest, he reached my hardened nipple. I moaned out his name when his lips softly wrapped around it, sucking and tickling. When I opened my eyes and looked at my lover, he was already on my abdomen, brushing with his chin beard over the smooth skin of my lower belly, never separating his lips from my body. However, when he reached my crotch, he suddenly stopped, setting himself up into a sitting position. Also, he stopped stroking me and finally let go my dick, leaving it helplessly tapping on my lower belly.