“Not fair,” said Dom as Kiko massaged his balls. “I don’t get to touch you.”
Kiko pulled back, rolled Dom over. When he leaned in to kiss Dom, he was met with eager lips. Dom’s hands slid up Kiko’s sides, gentle and slow like he wanted to savor Kiko.
“You want to touch me,” said Kiko.
“Yes.”
Kiko smiled.
“Good. I want that, too.”
He let Dom pull him down on top of him. They were both hard, very hard, but neither of them seemed ready just yet to shower affection on the other’s cock; instead they were still spending time other places. Dom’s fingers managed a feather-light touch up the backs of Kiko’s thighs that made him tingle. This closeness was bliss. Kiko leaned in to nip Dom’s neck and felt hands trail across to toy with his nipples. No rough pinching, just the hint of a touch, and he hardened.