05-15-2021, 02:56 AM
Kyson couldn’t explain it anymore than Jace had asked the question. There was just a feverishly lusty side of him that creeped in through the night, one that was often swayed every single time he noticed Jace.
“I don’t know what to tell you, Jay,” he said in a deeply pleading tone. “I just know there’s a moment right now, so why not go with it?”
Jace just embraced it as much as Kyson did. Sure, Jace might have been lighter than him, but lifting him up in the air was never an issue for Kyson’s frame in the first place. He lifted weights, worked out, danced; In many ways, he was built for situations like this that when Jace happily jumped into his arms and wrapped his legs around his waist, Kyson was not caught off balance. And while the way Jace’s firm grasp to his hair only served to turn Kyson on even further, he knew they couldn’t stay down there in the kitchen. His mother was most likely coming over tomorrow and she did not need to operate in a kitchen that would reek of masculine musks and sweat.
Instead, Kyson slipped off his shoes and while still keeping Jace in this very position, so much where he could squeeze the other man’s rear tightly, the African American male took his nighttime lover up the stairs and into his bedroom.
“I want to hold you like this a little longer,” he continued. “But, I’m going to have to let you go, so that I can...”
He would rather let his actions do the talking over his words. He eased Jace down on the large mattress and held on to Jace’s pant legs, rubbing the man’s legs through the fabric before finding his way down to Jace’s feet where he began to ease the Teacher out of his shoes and socks before working his way to his pants button and unzipping the zipper.
“I don’t know what to tell you, Jay,” he said in a deeply pleading tone. “I just know there’s a moment right now, so why not go with it?”
Jace just embraced it as much as Kyson did. Sure, Jace might have been lighter than him, but lifting him up in the air was never an issue for Kyson’s frame in the first place. He lifted weights, worked out, danced; In many ways, he was built for situations like this that when Jace happily jumped into his arms and wrapped his legs around his waist, Kyson was not caught off balance. And while the way Jace’s firm grasp to his hair only served to turn Kyson on even further, he knew they couldn’t stay down there in the kitchen. His mother was most likely coming over tomorrow and she did not need to operate in a kitchen that would reek of masculine musks and sweat.
Instead, Kyson slipped off his shoes and while still keeping Jace in this very position, so much where he could squeeze the other man’s rear tightly, the African American male took his nighttime lover up the stairs and into his bedroom.
“I want to hold you like this a little longer,” he continued. “But, I’m going to have to let you go, so that I can...”
He would rather let his actions do the talking over his words. He eased Jace down on the large mattress and held on to Jace’s pant legs, rubbing the man’s legs through the fabric before finding his way down to Jace’s feet where he began to ease the Teacher out of his shoes and socks before working his way to his pants button and unzipping the zipper.