“I’ll say I am,” replied Graf. He found Adama’s lips, again kissing him tenderly.
Adama began bearing down harder on Graf’s fingers, his hand slipping faster up and down the length of his cock. As he neared climax, he threw the flap of bear skin from his body and shot his load across his stomach, his hips bucking as each consecutive jet erupted.
When he’d finished, his whole body, covered in perspiration, went limp. He winced as Graf withdrew his fingers, but smiled at the sensation created by Graf’s tongue as it licked up the seed on his abdomen and stomach. And when Graf kissed him, a small dribble of his own ejaculate dropped into his mouth.
“I’ve never felt such pleasure,” said Adama.