Chapter 43 Love (18+)

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No hesitation. No groping. No shame.

Sam takes his mouth.

Sucks and licks at his willing lips.

Shows his tongue his will.

Meanwhile, his hands knead deep moans into his body.

Sam wants.

Wants to make him feel with his rough hands.

Want him to feel Sam.

Want him to feel him.

That he's there.

That he desires him.

That he's burning with love.

He grabs YU by the waist and lifts him up.

And as he encircles him with his legs, Sam grabs his ass and presses him against the wall, pressing YU's hot arousal against his belly.

He feels YU. Feels his hard call.

And begins to press against him.

Wants to hear him louder.

Want him to feel it.

Want him to feel his desire.

And YU's hot sound waves penetrate him, making high waves against his soul.

He wants everything about him.

He wants to love him.

And he shows him.

Sam unzips YU's pants and reaches for his quivering lust.

YU breaks their stormy kiss and gasps.

Too fast.
Too fast, the waves of his lust are surging against his lap.

Sam's hand kneads his butt, the other intoxicates his pleading center.

And Sam presses against his hungry body.

YU hears his shameless sounds testify to the powerful seething of his lust.

Closing his eyes, he tries to control himself.

"Sam, wait, Sam." he pleads, captured by Sam's tongue.

Sam's deep bass hums in their loving mouths as he becomes intoxicated with his lover.

His greedy hands want to break the dam of their love.

To be swept away by the tides of their lover.

YU quivers in the deepest depths of his lust.

He feels Sam all over his body.

Everything is taken by him.

His love flows in his veins.

And swells over in his center.

Over.

More.

And all his muscles tense as Sam's love floods his body.

And he calls his name as the dam breaks.

Sam pauses, allows YU to breathe again, and meanwhile begins to caress his neck.

Tenderly he tastes the fulfillment of his senses.

He follows his need and runs his hands under YU's sweater.

Tenderly strokes up over his waist. Leaves a sea of tingles on his skin. Pulls his sweater over his head, wraps his hands around his face and shows himself to him with his eyes.

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