Syed lurched forwards and pressed his lips vigorously against Christian's; the force of which took them both by surprise. To stop himself from stepping backwards, Christian tightened his grip on Syed's head and pushed his chest forward to support their weight. Once the initial anger in the kiss had faded, Christian gently opened his mouth and allowed the tip of his tongue to protrude. Syed hesitated, keeping his eyes closed, although he could sense Christian watching him.
"Sy… Sy, look at me"
Syed slowly opened his eyes, but diverted his attention down towards Christian's ripped physique. The contractions of his ribcage and the manner in which his pecs smoothed against the material of his top, made Syed blush and he could feel the bulge in his trousers swell. Christian took the hand from behind Syed's head and smoothed it along his jaw-line and under his chin, pulling it upwards so that their gazes met. Syed allowed his jaw to relax and took a slow, long breath; sighing as he spoke in a resigned manner;
"I want you Christian."
Not needing any more invitation Christian swooped in and pressed his lips softly on to Syed's. After a few light brushes he pushed his tongue in to Syed's wet and inviting mouth and rhythmically moved it upwards and back. Syed's hands clung tightly to Christian's shoulder blades as exhilaration pulsated through his organs. Their tongues were now interlacing and Syed smiled inwardly at the pleasure of tasting his man again, for the first time in so long.
"Mmm…" he murmured through the kiss.
In that moment, Syed's hands moved downwards exploratively, caressing every inch of Christian's back and hips. Once they reached the hem of his vest, they faltered momentarily only to cautiously lift the bottom few inches upwards. Christian responded by stopping mid-kiss and stepping backwards, removing the article in one swift movement to expose his naked, glistening torso.
"You're looking good, Clarkey!" Syed had no idea where that remark had come from, but there was one thing he did know; if he didn't lose his trousers soon, he may burst out of them. His erection was hungrily bulging against the soft denim and before he could stop himself, his belt buckle was undone. Christian flashed a cheeky grin;
"I think I can help you with that!"
As he strode forward confidently and winched at Syed's belt, Christian kept his gaze fixed on the river of deep hazel-brown running through his eyes. As he stepped out of his jeans Syed simultaneously unbuttoned his favourite checked shirt and threw it purposefully on to the sofa. Eyes still fixed, Christian removed his own tracksuit bottoms and nodded toward Syed's Y fronts.
"I think somebody wants to come out and play!"
Although the remark was teasing in nature, Syed found himself uncontrollably turned on by the innuendo and yanked at his underwear to reveal himself entirely. His cock was achingly hard and his desperate eyes searched for reassurance. Christian allowed his eyes to quickly dart over Syed's naked body, drinking in every ounce of his rugged beauty. He reached out his hand and pulled Syed towards him. Their groins collided and mouths became enveloped, opening wider and moving faster with every second. They had never kissed as hard or as vehemently before. Barely able to breathe through the passionate exchange, Syed began to feel euphorically dizzy, which served only to increase his eagerness for the taste of Christian.
Christian's rock-hard cock pushed aggressively in to Syed's abdomen and a trickle of pre-cum escaped from its shaft. Syed reached around and cupped his lover's firm buttocks and pulled him in ever closer. He began to move his torso up against Christian's erection forcing him to break free from their clinch and groan brutishly.
"Fuck Sy!"
Syed continued to writhe against Christian's throbbing cock and watched devilishly as the increasing intensity became etched over his face.
"Sssssss…." Christian sucked in the air through his teeth in response to the invigorating mixture of immense pleasure and pain. He forcefully grabbed at one of the Syed's hands and manoeuvred him on to the bed, pushing his chest firmly so that he slumped on to the waiting pillows. Once comfortable, Syed began fucking himself, biting his lip as he went, slowly and suggestively. As he looked at the spectacle in front of him, Christian could muster only one thing,
"…. I want to fuck you so bad."
