Hands by Dagi
Jack took his hands off the wall behind him against which his lover was still pressing him and placed them gently on each side of Ennis´ face, planted a soft kiss on his lips, pouring all his love into it, before they both took a breathless look down on Ennis´ hands.
Jack, still hard, in Ennis´ left hand, Ennis´own member in his right hand, both covered with their semen.
Jack dipped one finger into it and put the finger into his mouth, savoring the taste, then locked eyes with Ennis, who stared back in a mixture of disbelief and lust, and he whispered into his lover´s ear: “Think I should lick your hands clean before we can unpack your truck...”