Pierre woke up first, Jean, still drowsy, wrapped his arms around him close to him to keep him, to protect him.Jean's body odor surrounded him invaded him, he had the impression that it had entered him to be his own smell, forming an integral part of him, an olfactory imprint that he would have gladly put on. in a perfume bottle for, never that she left him.Pierre dared not move, he was curled up against each other, Jean's head resting on his, a delicious moment of abandonment Jean moved in turn, happy that Pierre was so close against him thatPierre kissed the arm that surrounded him, which had the effect of waking up Jean's sex there too, this one regaining vigor in the gentle contact of Pierre's kidneys who, also by this new emotion, had an erection that made them laugh. .Now they were facing each other and, at their leisure, they kissed, caressed, felt each other, they memorized their contours with their greedy hands, they appropriated each space of their own physiognomy so their two sexes touched, mingled, rubbed each other while exercising. a slight masturbation with their bodies, which gave them a desire to swallow their erect virile attributes in their mouths to perform oral sex, licking and sucking each other, discovering their glans as if opens a flower to better feel pleasure; climbing down on their male intimacy, then weighing their purses with their tongues to kiss and suck them; stuffing them into their mouths.They were less eager than earlier in their first torment, they delighted and they wanted to drink their seed like a rare dish to know all the flavors; a new sensation on their organ of taste. ...

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