It's as simple as that - I could try to create a metaphor, to include things to make it seem less simple, I could even try to write about it using classier words. But when we cut to the chase, the main thing is: I want to make you cum.
I want to kiss you while my arms go around your body. One of my hands touch your face, while the other rub your neck and grab the base of your hair. I pull you closer and grab your butt cheeks, and my mouth travels from your mouth to your neck and your ears, where I moan almost as a whisper, but loud enough to play with your senses. I will travel around your back kissing both the centre and the sides, giving you gentle bites along the way.
And then my tongue will finally arrive at your asshole. I will show you how much I dreamed and masturbated thinking about this moment: I will lick it, suck it, kiss it, rub my beard on it, stick my tongue in like I am trying to fuck it. I want to feel your inner thighs pressing my face while I hear you moan with pleasure. I want to get you so horny that you start begging for me to fuck you.
But you don't need to beg, fucking you was on my plan all along. We start with you belly up, legs high, and I will introduce my rock hard cock slowly and gently at first. I want to look into your eyes while I get inside you, I want to see in your face how the pain transforms into pleasure. I grab your hairy chest and I lean in to kiss you, I want you to know that it is OK, that we are in this together, and we will get there together. I play with your cut dick and your balls, while I enjoy the view of my cock going in and out under them.
We then try different positions, until we get to my favourite one: you are by the side of the bed, facing away from me, your arms down in the bed. I fuck you and grab your hair, you can feel the curve of my cock hitting your prostate, and you know it's time for you to cum. I pull you by your hair, but in a gentle way that brings you closer to me. Your hands are now free and you can wank yourself while I'm bombarding your prostate, you tell me your about to cum and I go deeper, stronger, until you explode, cumming all over the bed, screaming so the whole city can hear you.
I will cum all over your beautiful and hairy chest and belly, we will shower together and talk about how much we care about each other and our friendship, we will laugh about something stupid, and life will go on. Nothing more. No infatuation, no complication, no awkwardness. Just us continuing to be friends like always.
(Yes, I know there's much more to be considered. But take a look at the description of this blog...)
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