Loving him? Alex’s mind went into a whirl of thoughts.  He didn’t even  know what that meant really.  He had seen love making in movies, but it wasn’t like this or very dirty at all.  Did that mean that Andreas loved him?  Was that a simple phrase that was said routinely?  Alex had hoped that maybe the first was what Andreas had mean, but then again alex was sure that he didn’t have a clue what love meant.  His father said he loved his mother and him, but ...   Alex threw that line of thinking aside for he just wanted to focus on the man with his face buried between his legs.<br/><br/>Alex wasn’t playing Andreas for he truly never had such pleasures before.  The way Andreas’s tongue moved over his sensitive skin.  He let out another soft cry of pleasure.  Alex craved all these new experiences.<br/><br/>He found it difficult to think as all the pleasure welled up inside him.  His length started to pearl with precum. “Please...” he whimpered softly.   Alex thought he might fall apart or burst at the seems if more wasn’t offered soon.  The need to Have Andreas inside was so great that it almost hurt.  His hips trembled as his fingers tightened in those blonde locks.   Sweet pants of pleasure escaped his parted lips, taking no effort to be quiet. “Please.” He cries out again.