If you're uncomfortable with M/M intimacy, just skip that chapter
With a decided hand, in a slow movement, Sonny unfastens Will's jeans. He hears a cracked breath above him and goes back up to kiss him. His lips wrap around Will's, mixing their saliva and uniting their tongue. Will grinds against him and he can feel his hard cock on his belly. His T-shirt goes past his head and he lifts his arms without thinking, waiting to resume the kiss. But Will has other ideas and in no time Sonny is fully undressed and shoved on the bed. He catches the edges of Will's jeans and pull them down, along with his boxers. Will's thin pearly skin is almost translucid and Sonny puts his quivering hand on the erection's outline. He looks up and anchors his eyes in Will's, drinking in all the various emotions he can read in it. His hands venture on a discovery of Will's body as he remembers the last night and Will's soft caresses. Tonight, Will doesn't just brush and is lifting Sonny's skin up as he gropes it. He has only touched Sonny's buttocks and torso and Sonny awaits with mounting desperation for Will to get down to business. He scatters random kisses as he comes in contact with different parts of Will and each time, heat waves passes through him. He's well aware Will knows nothing about all that and he must go on easy steps. He captures Will's hand and places him on his own cock. He looks at Will with tenderness and mirrors the touch on Will. He slides the skin in a steady motion and Will gets it. The first sensation has Sonny moan and he's filled with gratitude. They spend some time pleasuring each other then Sonny softly takes Will's hand off him and without breaking contact, kneels down. He kisses the head with burning lips which makes Will give out a strangled cry. Sonny can see him bite his lip and smiles. He traces the contour of the head with his tongue and with no response from Will, slides back up to say into his ear "As long as you don't scream out loud, my love, don't block your reactions to me. I need to know what you like and how much…" Will answers in a twitchy voice "I like everything so far, Sonny. Please, go on."
Sonny tastes Will, taking a little of him in his mouth. Will starts to shuffle and breathe faster. Sonny is delighted he can please him and takes his time, licking all around, then swallows him deeper. Will's hand fondles with his hair and he can feel a finger gently brush him. Sonny's cock starts throbbing and he has to stroke it to cool down. He sucks Will for a while, then plants languish kisses on his way up Will's chest. Their lips rekindle fiercely. Sonny can hear Will try and talk to him, so he pulls out "Sonny, my love…" "Yea, Will ?" "I'm… It's scary how much I want you…" Sonny feels himself unravel and only have one question left in his mind. Where did he leave his condoms ?
Will and Sonny open the door to the bathroom, then the one to Sonny's bedroom, giggling and touching each other until they reach the bedside table. The condom box is a little old as Sonny had put his sexual life aside to fully devote himself to his platonic adoration for Will and didn't have time to buy new ones since they came back. The bottle of lubricant is opened quickly and Sonny sits on the bed to coat his fingers and draws them near Will's cock. Who backs up a little and grabs Sonny's hand "I don't know, darling, I'm not sure… I don't know how to do it." Sonny focus his eyes in Will's and says slowly "Will, I need you, inside of me, now. I'll guide you. I love you and whatever you'll offer me will be precious, I swear." Will's eyes widen and dampen. He kisses Sonny softly, letting go of his hand and presenting his cock. Sonny puts the condom on him and coats it as much as he can. Then, he gets himself ready, lying in front of Will and shows him how to help. Will's finger penetrates him and he can't process anything else.
A furious wind.
A smashed branch.
The rough sea.
The lining of a cloud.
A roar of passion and love splitting him up.
A foamy and chilly wave.
An erupting volcano.
The force and depth of a feeling that surpasses and engulfs him.
A tremendous impossible rising to a heavenly serenity, his belly a bird high in the air.
When Will comes deep inside him, when both their bodies jolt, Sonny loses himself in Will, feeling deeply linked and invaded. He kisses him hard, not wanting the moment to end, not this intimate connection that makes him forget he exists. Will clasps his arms, bruising them and pushes his tongue inside with passion. In the relief that follows, Will slides outside of Sonny and lies next to him. They get their breathing back and ride the afterglow, in no need for a physical touch, nor to look at each other, to share this moment.