The Prince reached down grabbing Bernard’s c**k. It was thicker and longer than his. The Prince loved feeling it in his hand. Holding their two c***s together he thrust.
Letting it go, he pushed his fingers up Bernard’s rippling stomach and then bulging chest. He moved it down the muscles on his side and then onto his ass. Every part of Bernard was a man. The sensation of holding him made the Prince’s heart race. He had wanted to do this for so long. Now here he was and there was no one that could stop him.
Bernard, feeling the urge to consume the Prince, dug his fingers into the Prince’s muscular back. Tracing them along the muscular valley down his spine, his fingers flowed onto his ass. It was smooth and taught. The Prince tensed as Bernard rubbed. Pressing the Prince’s c**k harder ag
