I Can Not Tell You How I Feel

My heart is like a wheel

Let me roll it to you.

““Ohh John…jesus.” Paul breathed, his hands slowly inching toward the small of John’s back which was coated in a thin layer of sweat. John planted small, sporadic kisses all over Paul’s face, neck, ears and chest as his thrusts gradually increased in strength and speed. It seemed as though their bodies were made for one another; John was somehow able to hit Paul directly in the perfect ways every single time. When bodies would be thrown together in a tangle during sex with anyone else, Paul and John seemed to be molded perfectly together; rarely was there any discomfort at all.

Paul wrapped his arms around John and pulled him closer, longing for more heat, more friction, more John. John recognized Paul’s longings and complied, being sure to press himself into Paul as much as possible as he thrusted. He could feel Paul’s hardness against his stomach, throbbing, and most likely sweetly agonizing.

“I love you.” John panted between kisses. The only reply was a throaty moan, but John knew it translated into an ‘i love you too’.

He continued thrusting, harder, deeper, at Paul’s command. After a while, he began to feel as though he couldn’t hold on much longer.

“Paul..I’m gonna..c-” He grunted, but Paul interrupted him, “I know, me too.” John burried his face into the crook of his love’s neck, his increasingly labored breathing sending chills down Paul’s spine.

“Johhn” Paul whimpered, clawing at John’s back, desperately trying to hold on. With a few more primal, deliberate thrusts, John released deep into Paul, crying out into his neck. The feeling of John’s warm release sent Paul over the edge as well and he echoed his partner’s cries. They rode out their orgasms, shuddering and whispering unintelligable words of affection.”

Pictures from my candid photoshoot with the lovers twain.

They’re beautiful.

And so deeply in love.

P/J Fo’evah!