ModelLove by S.J. Frost

steady himself, more because of how
sexy Temaru sounded than from the boat’s rocking.
    Temaru drew the wetsuit lower. The broad head of Ian cock
appeared, the slit wet with pre-cum. As he shoved the suit down to Ian’s
thighs, he couldn’t pull his gaze from the long rod with its thick girth. He
brought his hips close, his cock bumping against Ian’s. Reaching between them,
he wrapped his fingers around both and squeezed them together.
    Ian groaned low in his throat and slid an arm around
Temaru’s lower back.
    Temaru brushed his lips over Ian’s. “With you being cut,
you’re going to have to let me dock you.”
    A heated rush surged through Ian. “I’ll let you do whatever
you want to me and I’ll definitely let you do that. I’ve never cock docked
before.”
    “I’ll have to rectify that.”
    “Now?”
    Temaru grinned at Ian’s eagerness.
    A wave sent the boat rocking. Ian spread his legs wider for
balance.
    Temaru kissed him lightly on the lips. “Get on your knees.”
    Ian lowered to his knees, his cock sliding through Temaru’s
hand. Temaru kneeled tall in front of him. With his index finger, he beckoned
Ian closer. Ian shuffled close to him, wrapping his arm around Temaru’s lower
back.
    Temaru took Ian’s cock in his hand and brought their lips
together at the same moment. He thrust his tongue into Ian’s mouth in time with
the up and down motions of his hand.
    Ian reached for Temaru’s cock, his fingers moving lightly
over the foreskin before gripping the shaft. He matched Temaru’s steady pace,
despite wanting to pump him hard and fast and drive them both to come.
    Temaru bowed his head, his forehead resting on Ian’s. “So
you know, I’m clean. I thought you should know before we get too far.”
    Ian tried to push through the pleasure-drunk haze in his
mind to respond. “I appreciate it and I am too. I just got my most recent results
before leaving for here.”
    “Good to know.” Temaru rubbed his thumb over Ian’s slit,
smearing the pre-cum over the head, and took Ian’s mouth in another kiss.
    The slick moisture increased Ian’s pleasure. He thrust his
cock into Temaru’s hand.
    Temaru slowed the kiss to an end and stopped stroking him.
With the fingertips of both hands, he carefully pulled his foreskin over his
cock head. He positioned Ian’s cock so the tip touched his own. “Hold yours
steady for me.”
    Ian took hold of his cock, holding it pressed to Temaru’s,
watching as Temaru gently stretched his foreskin forward. The soft skin covered
the tip of Ian’s cock. Temaru let it slide back off it, then edged it over once
again, pulling it to cover Ian’s full cock head.
    Ian closed his eyes, his lips parted to allow his breath to
escape. All the things he’d done sexually, but this was a sensation like
nothing he’d ever felt. Temaru’s foreskin, so soft and tight over his cock
head. But it was more than that. Kneeling with him, their bodies so close,
Temaru’s warm breath on his lips, their cocks pressed slit to slit, joined
together by Temaru’s foreskin, there was a sense of intimacy greater than
anything he’d felt in such a long time.
    Temaru lightly wrapped his hand around his foreskin to keep
it in place. He whispered against Ian’s lips, “How does that feel?”
    “Fucking incredible,” Ian breathed out.
    Temaru lightly bit Ian’s bottom lip. “And we just started.”
He moved his hand in small, slow strokes.
    Ian gasped. The foreskin slid over his glans, giving him a
whole new kind of pleasure. He grabbed Temaru’s hip, clenching onto him, and
found himself unable to move. His body was too consumed by the sensation. With
each motion, Ian felt Temaru’s foreskin edging him closer to climaxing.
    Temaru licked along Ian’s bottom lip. “Still feel good?”
    Panting, Ian fought to get a few words out. “So good.
So…fucking…good.”
    Temaru bowed his head, kissing Ian’s neck down to the curve.
“I want to feel you come with us