My story starts with Max a 5'10" well defined Spanish guy with fantastically tanned, incredibly soft skin. It was a midsummer evening and we were on our way back from a house party.
I could smell the freshly cut grass as Max and I walked down the road hand in hand. I was just at the point of being tipsy and using Max to guide me, wrapping my hands around his muscular bicep and resting my face on his shoulder. As we were enjoying the moment the clouds started to darken and the first spots of rain started to fall, we looked at each other and hugged even closer as we walked. About 500yards from my house it started to poor it down, Max and I took each other's hand and started to run. By the time we got to the door we were soaked right through, Max was wearing a thin white v-neck top, which by this point clung to him like a second skin exposing his defined abs off beautifully.
I thumbed for the keys in my pocked which had become water logged and opened the door. Once inside Max and I stood there dripping wet, we were both thankful that it was still 22Β° outside and it was very warm. I walked over to the cupboard under the stairs and took out some warm fresh towels. Max was behind me, stole one and started to rub my hair, I turn to face him and copied. As I was about to un-stick myself from my shirt Max comes in closer and kisses me gently on the lips, I looked into his big blue eyes and my heart aches with passion. I return the kiss and hug him tightly.
He pulls away slightly and kisses me on the cheek and the next one is on my jaw and the next is on my neck where he hovers for a bit before he starts to nibble and bite at my super sensitive skin. It felt like lighting had shot through my body as I react to his gentle biting. He looks up and smiles looks back at my neck and reaches for my top button, his nimble fingers make light work of the task and soon my shirt was a thing of the past, he looks down at my hairy chest and runs his fingers through the kept forest. I pull him close again and start to kiss him as my hands search for the hem of his top, as i pull the top free from his body I could feel his rock hard nipples brush past my fingers as his top sank to the floor. We stood there for a little admiring each other with a towel, slowly drying one another off. When we were a little dryer i lent in for another kiss , tongue's had started to play and my hands were around his neck holding him in close, Max had a hand around the back of my head and another holding onto my hip guiding out body's together. By this point I could feel the heat radiate from him as our body's touched, his gorgeous hairless six-pack brushing up against mine.
He starts to push me slowly to the bedroom, still kissing and still exploring my body with curious hands. Keeping my eyes closed he guides me through an open door onto the hard wooden floor of my bedroom never letting our lips part. His hands stroke my body as they reach down and undo the draw string of my shorts which were water logged and doing a terrible job at keeping my erection hidden. As they fell down under their own weight His hands were reaching for their next target as they slipped behind the elastic and took hold of my throbbing member.