I have posted once before about me and my boyfriend, Alexiy.
Alexiy and I are in the drama club here at our school, and every year we compete at a district level to determine who will represent our district (District 3!) at a state competition in Tampa. Neither of us placed, but we went to Tampa anyway to support our classmates, and just to be in Tampa, the only city (apart from Orlando) to be in. Downtown in the plaza, Alexiy and I got some hot makeout action going on. We would feel each other up during the one act performances.
Anyhow, at the hotel, we shared a bed. The other guys in our room were not gay, but they were okay with us. We would sleep in the same bed, and start making out (quietly) once the lights went out, and when we could hear the snores of the others, the pants would come off. The first night we were there, I sat against the headboard with Alexiy between my legs. I just reached my arm around to his front and slowly jacked him up and down. It felt so good just to have his shirtless/pantless warmth against me so tightly. He would run his hands through my hair which drives me through the roof! I would use my free hand to feel up and down his body and his legs. He would tilt his head back and breathe on my neck, kissing it. I could just bearly hear his gentle moans, but hear them I did.
He would whisper things to me that let me know he was really enjoing my attention. After nearly half an hour of slow movements before I felt his breath catch. I pulled away, and he whispered something in Russian that I could not understand, but his mother language is the hottest thing to hear on his hot breath as he gets excited. When he had calmed down, I kissed him deep and hard. His tongue, strengthened from the deep Russian accent/language made love to my mouth.
It was getting late, and we were due downstairs at 6:45, so I decided to back to work. Slowly again. my left hand wandering all over his now sweat soaked body, my right hand slowly but surely making love to his now throbbing cock. I felt his breath catch again, this time he clenched my left hand with his right, and said something aloud in Russian. I felt his white hot seed spill down him as he shuddered softly. He got up and turned round, bent close to my ear, and whispered, 'Ya lyooblyoo bas' which means I love you. He fell into me kissing me hard in thanks. I broke for a second and whispered back one of the few Russian words I retained from our personal lessons: 'Ya lyooblyoo bas tayoozhye' (I love you too) I fell asleep with him lying on top of me under the covers, him still naked, listening to my heart beat. I love him. Even though it was awkward being woken up by our roomie with him asleep naked on my chest. My thanks goes out to him for not informing my sponsor!