In the warm, inviting glow of Harry's apartment, the soft melodies of fine dining music drifted through the air, mingling with the tantalizing aroma of a specially prepared dinner. The table was set for two, the candles flickering, casting dancing shadows on the walls. Harry, 31, had outdone himself, eager to impress Louis, his new partner, who was just a couple of years his senior.
They had spent the evening talking, laughing, and sharing stories, but the air between them was thick with anticipation. They had discussed sex, but not their favorites, leaving that delightful mystery to be uncovered. As the last morsels of dessert were savored, Harry reached across the table, taking Louis's hand in his. "Ready for the next course?" he asked, his voice low and husky.
Louis smiled, a wicked glint in his eye, and gave a slight nod. Harry led him to the bedroom, a cozy sanctuary of beige, brown, and white. The room was warm, the candles casting a soft, intimate light. The massive bed stood as the centerpiece, inviting and plush.
Harry turned to Louis, his hands already itching to explore the man's body. He stepped closer, their chests almost touching, and leaned in to capture Louis's lips in a searing kiss. Louis responded eagerly, his hands roaming over Harry's back, pulling him closer. They ground their hips together, their erections pressing against each other through their clothes.
Harry's hands were everywhere, stripping Louis of his clothes, his own following swiftly. Soon, they stood in their underwear, their bodies hard and ready. Harry pushed Louis gently onto the bed, following him down, their lips never parting. Harry's hands roamed over Louis's body, teasing his nipples, circling them with his fingers, making Louis gasp into his mouth.
Harry trailed kisses down Louis's chest, his hands exploring every inch of skin. He reached the waistband of Louis's underwear, hooking his fingers in and pulling them down, freeing Louis's rock-hard cock. Harry took it in his hand, stroking it gently, making Louis moan. He leaned down, taking the tip into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, tasting the salty pre-cum.
Louis's hands fisted in the sheets, his hips bucking up, seeking more. Harry chuckled, the vibrations making Louis shiver. He continued his exploration, his tongue tracing a path down Louis's shaft, his hands parting Louis's legs, exposing his tight, puckered hole. He circled it with his finger, teasing it, making Louis writhe beneath him.
Harry leaned down, his tongue replacing his finger, licking and probing, opening Louis up. Louis moaned, his hands gripping Harry's hair, urging him on. Harry's cock was throbbing, aching to be inside Louis, but he took his time, savoring every moment, every sound Louis made.
Finally, Harry sat up, reaching for the lube in the drawer beside the bed. He coated his fingers, then his cock, before positioning himself at Louis's entrance. He leaned down, capturing Louis's lips in a deep, passionate kiss as he slowly pushed into him.
Louis gasped into Harry's mouth, his body tensing for a moment before relaxing, allowing Harry to fully sheath himself inside. Harry held still, giving Louis time to adjust, before slowly pulling out and pushing back in. Louis wrapped his legs around Harry's waist, urging him on.
Harry began to move, his thrusts slow and steady, his hands roaming over Louis's body, teasing his nipples, his cock. Louis moaned, his hips bucking up to meet Harry's thrusts. "Harder, Harry," he panted. "Deeper."
Harry obliged, his thrusts becoming harder, faster, his cock hitting that spot inside Louis that made him see stars. Louis's cock was leaking, pre-cum dripping onto his stomach. Harry leaned down, licking it up, his tongue swirling around the tip, making Louis moan.
Harry's thrusts became erratic, his orgasm building. He reached down, stroking Louis's cock in time with his thrusts. Louis's body tensed, his cock pulsing, hot cum spilling over Harry's hand. The feel of Louis's orgasm sent Harry over the edge, his cock pulsing, spilling his hot cum inside Louis.
They lay there, panting, their bodies slick with sweat. Harry leaned down, capturing Louis's lips in a gentle kiss. "Ready for round two?" he asked, a wicked grin on his face.
Louis laughed, his body still tingling from his orgasm. "Give me a minute, Harry," he panted. "Then I'm all yours."
And with that promise hanging in the air, they knew this was just the beginning of their passionate journey together.