He felt Chris rub his stomach as he pulled out.

Johnny felt full, as he felt Chris's cum slowly drip down his legs.

All of a sudden Chris quickly flipped Johnny over so they could now face eachother.

Johnny looked at Chris, as he still felt like he was in a fever dream.

"We're not done yet." Chris spoke breathlessly.

Johnny quickly pulled Chris in for a kiss.

"Okay.." Johnny shuddered.

Johnny squirmed a little as Chris once again picked him up.

"Wait.." Johnny breathed out. He was still out of breath and felt 'weak, as he wasn't able to cling on to Chris as tight.

"It's okay." Chris said, as he picked Johnny up all the way, resting his head against his chest before laying him on the couch.

He waited for Chris as he watched him strangely disappear into the kitchen.

"Say ahh." Chris said as he came back to the living room with a bottle in hand.

Johnny opened his mouth as a cooling liquid from the bottle poured into his mouth.

He took a gulp. Wine.

He jumped a little as he felt Chris pour some onto his bare skin.

"What're you doing?!" Johnny asked a little shocked.

Chris didn't respond as he licked the cold wine off of Johnny's bare chest, finding his way up to his nipple and circling it with his tongue.

"W-what about the couch?.." Johnny quivered.

Chris couldn't help but smile. Even in this situation Johnny was worried about something else.

Chris pulled one of Johnny's legs up as he took another gulp of wine before thrusting in deep.

He watched as Johnny tried to cover his face.

He knew Johnny didn't like this position, as he always said it was 'embarrassing.

But Chris didn't think it was embarrassing.

He loved how he could see all of Johnny. His face, his body, his reactions. All in one.

Chris steadied Johnny's leg as he continued thrusting his dick in and out.

He liked how the inside of Johnny felt, he was always warm, but right now he felt like an inferno.

Chris quickly removed Johnny's hand from his face. He didn't know what it was, but something about seeing Johnny's bashful pleading face turned him on even more.

Chris grunted as he took his free hand and rubbed Johnny's stiffening cock a little bit.

"Please.." Johnny shook.

"Please what?.." Chris asked.

"Slow down.."

Chris could see it, he was almost there.

He slowed down a little bit as Johnny wished, but then he sped up.

He pounded into Johnny. Leaving no space between him and his hole.

One.

Two.

Three times.

He watched as Johnny's eyes rolled back into his head and his dick pulsated and his hips quickly buckled.

Johnny bit his lip down, and hard. Not wanting to release his loud moans, but a low hum couldn't help but escape from his folded lips.

Johnny came, shooting his semen onto Chris's chest and a little bit on the couch, as he continued to buckle.

Chris on the other hand had a low groan as he closed his eyes and loaded his cum into Johnny. Johnnys insides being over taken with Chris's overflowing semen.

They were in sync.

Chris finally removed himself from the inside of Johnny and bent over, giving him a slight kiss on the cheek as he watched Johnny give in to the overwhelming feeling he had succumbed too.