His Touch-Sneak Peek
Heat. Skin. The Touch.
Both of their bodies pushing against each other's, thrusting in rhythm.
Friction. Skin. The Touch
They moaned and groaned, awash with pleasure.
Primal. Intense. His Touch.
The moaning grew louder and more frequent-
"Oh, oh yeah…", the boy said in his sleep, "Oh-"
He woke up, for a moment overcome with pleasure, it ran through his veins like wildfire, then he looked down…
It was already beginning to soak through his gym shorts. His dick still stood semi-erect in his pants.
"Again!", whispered Logan in silent fury. He had to be quiet not to wake his roommates. He checked the clock; it was early, too early to be awake, especially on Saturday…
"I hope you're happy", Logan chastised his cock, "Now I have to wash another pair of shorts, because you can't keep calm!" Logan stared in mock annoyance at his own crotch.
"C'mon, let's get you cleaned up."
Logan hurriedly grabbed a change of shorts from his dresser (that was all he wore to sleep (nothing underneath either), and rushed himself to the bathroom.
When he got there, he set his toiletries in the shower, hung his towel on the hook, and turned on the water. He gave it a couple of seconds to warm up before dropping his shorts and stepping out of them, into the hot spray of water.
Logan grabbed his shampoo, he would need to wash all the dried spunk out of his hair (not the hair on his head mind you). As Logan lathered up his crotch, his hand began to drift to his dick.
"Might as well scrub that too…", thought Logan. His thoughts drifted to his dream. His body pressed flat against the other. He laid on his back, his legs behind his head, the spring mattress creaking under their motion. Back and forth, thrusting. His hair was slicked back with sweat. He leaned his head back and let out a moan (both in his fantasy and reality). Logan's hand was pumping slowly.
Logan's cock was between them, rubbing against their abdominals. He had never been in so much pleasure. He could feel the boy inside of him. Logan was pumping furiously now, three fingers jammed up his hole.
They sped up; Logan wrapped his legs around the boy on top of hi and wrapped his arms around the boy's neck, intertwined. HE could feel the boy speeding up more, they were both close. "Logan!". Cried the boy, ramming his cock in and out of Logan's ass, then one last final shove-
They both came, Logan could feel the seed, hot inside of him. His own jizz was smeared on each of their boy leaned in and planted a wet sloppy kiss on Logan
"Chase…", moaned Logan, slumping back against the shower wall.
Logan finished washing and got dressed, then headed back to the room. He checked the clck again, still time to sleep. He slipped back into bed. He stared across the room to where Chase lay asleep, he licked his lips. He lay there staring until he drifted back to sleep.