Thor decided that some good wizarding skills might be useful about here, as he was getting quite excited. He transferred both Brian and himself back up to his room, not for a moment removing his lips from Brian's.
The bed. Must get to the bed. Tanlging his hand in Thor's, Brian made his way to the bed, before laying down and pulling the other boy on top of him, snuggling him up tight.
Margaret Thatcher. Poll Tax. Ice. More ice. Cold showers. Showers. Thor in the shower. Naked, wet, naked Thor in the shower...his treacherous mind filled his head with lustful images, and he gave a heated gasp of neediness
Thor felt that Brian was overcome with neediness. As was Thor. He wanted to be as close to Brian as he could. He heard the gasp of Brian. He was heated by a sudden burst of confidence. He ripped off Brian's clothes and ran his hands up and down Brian's bare skin, prodding it, leaving a trail that his lips soon followed...
Thor liked the way that Brian's body squirmed beneath him, rubbing him in all the right ways. He heard the cry of desperation and became slightly more gentle. He would never want to hurt darling Brian.
His kisses became gentler and his stroking softer as he drowned himself in the beautiful body...
He hit the peak without Thor manipulating his pulsating hardness, crying out with pleasure as the sensations shuddered his body.
Brian fell back on the bed, eyes closed and breathing raggedly. Thor didn't know what the hell he did to him, didn't know how much he turned Brian on and made the shorter man want to love him and kiss him and worship at the altar of his magnificence
Thor shuddered with Brian. His body moved in the same rythyms as Brian's.
He lay on top of Brian still, feeling his struggling breath. He rolled off of him and proped himself on his elbow as he looked at Brian with a mixture of curiosity and adoration. He placed his other hand on top of Brian's heart and felt it leaping...
Brian's mouth latched onto Thor's tongue seeking entrance and his hands stroking down Thor's back to relax him for the work ahead.
'I won't hurt ya love,' he whispered tenderly as his hands cupped those toned and manly buttocks, fingers slipping over silken skin. He moved down Thor's body, licking and nibbling and kissing his way to his hip. With one hand he rummaged in the pocket of his discarded jeans for his cute little pot of Vaseline that he kept to make sure his lips were nice and soft, the other was stroking Thor and calming him, his mouth was employed in pleasurable work...Brian when multitasking was something to behold
'Trust me, love...'
Preparing himself and Thor he arched forward, piercing the beautiful young man to the core...
Brian kept kissing Thor, their position facing each other giving him acces for his fingers to roam all over the manly, gorgeous body and for their lips to brush.
Thor felt so good aroud Brian, and he whimpered as he approached completion. His fingers, desperate to do to his love the pleasure that was being done to him, slid over the stomach and started to caress his throbbing stick of love