Rhys kept kissing him, palming his ass as Kellen rubbed their cocks against each other, their flesh rubbing in such an erotic way that Kellen's heart felt like it was going to jump out of his body.
He loved the feeling of the other man's hands on him, his grip firm, and because Rhys' cock was a little slippery from his own mouth it provided better friction. Kellen's own hands were holding onto Rhys' head, his fingers sinking into his hair as he held onto his head, enjoying the way that their tongues tangled and the soft moans coming from Rhys' mouth.
Rhys gave Kellen's ass a nearly painful squeeze and Kellen came up from the kiss, a little surprised. Rhys was panting, staring up at Kellen with a soft smile on his face, in his eyes. Kellen stared at the other man, their cocks touching and Rhys gave his ass another squeeze.
