"That was..." He trailed off searching for the words to describe what they'd just experienced but found none so settled instead with simply nuzzling closer and placing a tender kiss over the racing pulse at his lover's throat.
Tom hummed low in response, hand stroking slow up Fred's back before cupping gently around his nape keeping him close. "Yeah it was," he murmured quietly into damp hair pressing a soft kiss onto his crown...
They drifted like that for what felt like hours - basking in the warm afterglow of their lovemaking and simply enjoying each other's closeness without any pressure or expectations beyond just being present together.
Eventually though, reality began to intrude on this intimate bubble they'd created. The gnawing emptiness of Tom's stomach let out an embarrassingly loud rumble reminding them both that at some point food would be necessary for sustenance...
Fred laughed softly at the sound, tilting his head back enough to flash a playful smirk up at Tom through messy bed hair and kiss-swollen lips. "Sounds like someone worked up quite the appetite," he teased lightly.
Tom just chuckled in response before leaning down to capture that tempting mouth with his own - kissing him slow and deep until they were both breathless again by the time he pulled away...
"Mm, I did indeed," Tom murmured huskily against kiss-reddened lips. "But not necessarily for food..." He punctuated that statement with a meaningful roll of his hips grinding his hardening length back against Fred's own, already stirring to life once more as if responding eagerly to the promise in those heated words...
Fred shuddered and bit down on bottom lip stifling any noise threatening to escape, hazel eyes darkening with renewed desire even through the lingering ache between thighs...
Tom just grinned wickedly at his reaction clearly enjoying the effect he had over his lover's responses now - hand drifting teasingly along Fred's side before dipping low across his stomach to wrap possessively around the thick shaft tenting the sheets...
"Tell me then," Tom purred dangerously, stroking him slow through cotton fabric until his breath hitched sharply and his hips twitched upwards seeking more of that delicious friction... "What kind of appetite are YOU hungry for right now?"
The question hung heavy between them dripping with unspoken implications as they stared each other down - all pretense at the casual conversation abandoned in favor focusing solely on the building tension crackling through the air like a live wire.
Fred swallowed thickly, heart hammering wildly against ribs as his mind raced trying desperately to form any coherent response beyond the garbled pleas spilling freely from kiss-bruised lips now...
"Tom..." He gasped out raggedly, fingers twisting almost painfully into damp hair at the nape of his neck... "Fuck I need..."
But Fred trailed off again lost for words capable of articulating the sheer overwhelming desire coursing through veins and settling hot in his groin - a primal hunger only this man seemed able to satisfy completely...
Tom just smirked wider, clearly relishing the power he now held over his lover's responses as his hand tightened rhythmically around the straining erection coaxing it out from hiding beneath the sheet until the thick head crowned with pearly beads of arousal poked free, eagerly seeking more stimulation.
"Shh," Tom soothed low and dark against Fred's parted lips, thumb swiping firm across leaking slit to smear moisture back over swollen the crown teasing mercilessly... "No need for words baby. I know exactly what you want..."
And then he was pushing them both upright until Fred straddled his lap with the thick line of Tom's arousal pressed hot and heavy between their sweat slicked abs - hands gripping bruising tight to pale hips as he rocked up slowly grinding into that tempting heat.
"Ride me," Tom growled against his mouth before nipping sharply at the bottom lip. "Want you bouncing on my cock until we both cum screaming..."
Fred shuddered violently above him, a broken moan escaping past kiss-swollen lips at the filthy words dripping with raw desire - hips rolling down instinctively to grind over thick length nestling between his buttocks.
"Yes," he gasped out hoarsely. "Fuck yes..."
And then Tom was lifting Fred up easily like he weighed nothing more than a feather before positioning him above his straining erection and slowly lowering until the blunt head popped past that tight ring of muscle with an obscene stretch...
"Oh fuuuuuck!" they groaned in tandem as Fred sank down to the hilt impaling himself completely on his lover's thick shaft - back arching almost painfully at the exquisite sensation of being filled so utterly.
Tom gripped his hips bruisingly hard to enough leave vivid purple fingerprints and started thrusting up into welcoming heat ruthlessly chasing his pleasure. Each forceful plunge striking Fred's prostate to send bolts of electric bliss zinging through nerve endings until he could only wail brokenly above, hands scrabbling for purchase against Tom's sweat-slicked chest as his hips rolled down greedily meeting each merciless thrust. The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room punctuated by their wanton moans and grunts.
"Fuck Fred!" Tom snarled through clenched teeth, fingers digging into the meat of Fred's ass hard enough to leave crescent indents as he pistoned up wildly chasing his release. "Gonna... fucking gonna fill this tight cunt!"
Fred could only keen above him lost in a haze of pleasure bordering on pain - every drag against his abused anal walls stoking the inferno burning low within him until it consumed all rational thought beyond the desperate need for completion.
"Yes yes YES!" he babbled incoherently, voice raw and ragged from screaming as his hips undulated wildly above and grinding down onto Tom's thick shaft. "Want your cum! Please fucking give me that load!"
The filthy words seemed to snap the last thread of control in his lover below - with a feral roar tearing from Tom's throat he surged forward slamming Fred down onto the mattress and hilting himself balls deep inside his clutching ass...
"FUCK FRED!" Tom bellowed, back arching almost painfully as his thick cock jerked violently before erupting like a geyser painting his inner walls. "Take it all you fucking slut!"
The feeling triggered Fred's own devastating orgasm and he screamed beneath, untouched member spurting again between their sweat slicked bodies to splatter across his taut belly - wave after wave crashing over them until they collapsed together trembling from the aftermath.
They lay there for long moments just trying to catch their breath amidst the haze of post-coital bliss intertwined as closely as two spoons in a drawer. Tom remained buried deep inside Fred's fluttering hole as if afraid it might disappear upon withdrawal, while strong arms banded around his waist keeping him flush against his broad chest.
"That was... incredible," Fred finally panted out after what felt like an eternity – tilting his head back enough to flash a dazed grin up at Tom through his kiss-swollen lips. "You're fucking amazing."
Tom just chuckled low in response, hand stroking slow up the curve of his spine before cupping gently around the nape of his neck encouraging Fred closer still until their mouths brushed sharing breath...
"Mm, right back at you baby," he murmured quietly against kiss-reddened lips. "Never had anything close to that good..."
They lingered like that for a while simply basking in the intimate afterglow of lovemaking and enjoying each other's closeness without any expectations beyond just being together.
But eventually, reality began creeping back into their bubble - stomachs rumbling loudly reminding them both that food would be necessary at some point. Fred laughed softly at the sound drawing him back enough to flash a playful smirk up through damp lashes...
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