Gale enjoyed giving head for the first time almost as much as Peeta enjoyed receiving it.
It was a completely new experience having Peeta's thin, yet surprisingly long sausage filling his mouth. Its' taste was indescribable to Gale but he knew that it tasted delightful, much better than expected. The muscular boy ran his tongue along Peeta's shaft driving the blond crazy. He could feel the pulsating meat driven to the back of his mouth repeatedly.
Peeta bucked his hips forcefully, burying his dick in Gale's welcoming mouth. The sight was an amazing one. Gale, and his strapping body, was on his knees in front of him, stuffing his beautiful face with Peeta's cock. It would be etched in Peeta's memory forever.
But then, to Peeta's disappointment, Gale withdrew Peeta's package from his mouth.
'Don't want you to finish too early, do I?' Gale said.
With that he stood up from his position on his knees, his naked body touching Peeta's. Gale's height made him tower over Peeta physically. But that did not stop him from engaging in another kiss.
Peeta had to tiptoe in order to reach the brunette's firm lips but it was worth it. For the blond, it felt like fireworks were going off in his head on receiving this third kiss. For Gale it felt the same. The two were very much connected, physically and spiritually.
The smaller boy's hands ran over the small of Gale's back until it reached his muscled bubble-butt. Peeta took an ass cheek in each hand and clenched down hard, squeezing each one tightly. Gale moaned in a mixture of pain and agony, responding by biting down on Peeta's bottom lip.
This sent shivers of pleasure down the spine of the blond, causing him to automatically thrust his hips into Gale's. Their two cocks rubbed together, creating immeasurable amounts of friction between them.
While the two's tongues remained entwined, Peeta pulled Gale closer. He could feel the taller boy's defined abs and chest digging into his own. He could smell the erotic odour of their two sweats combined. It smelt of pure manliness and this turned him on further. Their cocks were sandwiched together between their sizzling bodies until one of Gale's hands reached them.
Whilst snogging Peeta, Gale wrapped his fingers around both of their meats and jerked them off simultaneously. Peeta paused from massaging Gale's butt to appreciate the feeling of Gale's thick rod pressed against his own. He could feel the size of Gale's squishing his meat into the brunette's palm.
Peeta took the opportunity to bite down on Gale's juicy lip. A yelp of pleasure escaped the older boy's mouth. For both of them, this was the horniest and most erotic they had ever felt.
A bead of sweat dripped from Gale's forehead and ran down the side of his handsome face and sculpted jaw before dripping onto his powerful chest. It ran downwards, over each abs muscle individually until it reached the base of his dick. It acted slightly as a lubricant when Gale pulled on his own meat and Peeta's in unison.
The mistletoe lay discarded on the floor next to them, joined by Peeta's clothes and Gale's towel. The only item of clothing that remained worn was Peeta's red and white Christmas hat. The pom-pom rested on his shoulder as the two boys continued to make out.
The scent of sex mixed with the aroma of frankincense and cinnamon resonated in the stuffy room. Gale thought how perfect everything was. He was here, in a warm house with a fit boy making out in a Christmassy setting rather than at home, freezing in the Seam. He never wanted it to end.
Gale moaned innocently and Peeta could tell that he was close. Peeta didn't want it to end either. But it couldn't end like this. There was so much more that he wanted to do.
Peeta pulled away from the kiss and looked up into Gale's mesmerising eyes.
'Do you want to go further?' Peeta asked caringly.
'Of course.' Gale replied sweetly. Those spectacular eyes could have made Peeta melt.
'How far?' Peeta questioned.
'All the way.' Gale confirmed, smiling lovingly at the same time.
'Ok then.' Peeta beamed.