a moment of pleasure on the beach

We lay together on the beach, my boy beneath me. I felt the warmth of his bare skin against mine as I slowly and sensually caressed his chest with my fingertips. His breathing became heavy as I took one of his nipples between my lips, gently tugging and sucking until it had become hard and responsive. My hand moved lower, tracing circles around his navel before slipping down to stroke the length of him, milking every ounce of pleasure from our embrace.