Men Enjoying Breakfast Together

 

You feel like omelets and sausage this morning, so you are preparing the vegetables.

You have the sausages simmering as you prepare to make the omelets. As you are dicing a pepper, and slicing a tomato. I come up behind you, put my arms around your body. You feel my warm lips and stubble on the back of your neck.

I softly kiss your neck as I hug you.

“Good Morning. What are you making?”

“Omelets. Can you mix the eggs & milk?” You ask.

“Sure.” I let go of you and pour a cup of coffee. Take a sip, and then grab a mixing bowl.

I set down my cup, and then one handed, I crack and open eggs into the bowl. You grate fresh cheese as I add milk to the bowl and whisk it.

You put a skillet on the stove and heat it up. I kiss your mouth as I add peppers, tomatoes, and cheese to the mix. You reach into my shorts and stroke my hardening cock.

You let go. Wash your hand, and add butter to the hot skillet. Moving the melting butter with a spatula, it sizzles.

I move behind you and you feel my hard cock press against your ass, only separated by my shorts, and yours. I dump the mixture onto the hot skillet. I put the bowel on the counter, and slowly caress your chest as you make sure the mixture spreads evenly.

You feel the heat from the stove and the warmth of my hands as I caress you. “Suck my cock.” You tell me.

You turn so the stove is by you, with your back is against the counter.

I get on my knees. I pull down your shorts . And you feel my tongue slowly licking around the tip and then up and down your thick shaft. You flip the omelet. You hear me inhale the smell of the cooking eggs, mixed with your musky scent.

You feel my mouth slowly suck your hard cock. The tip going against the back of my throat. My tongue rubs the ridge as I take it as deeply as I can. Tasting your pre-cum. You put one hand on my head and thrust, holding it as you cum. I swallow it all.

“I need some plates.”

I get up and grab two plates and then kiss your mouth. You taste your cum on my mouth. You turn off the stove and put the omelets on each plate.

As you sit at the table, your food in front of you, sitting on the edge of your chair, with your legs spread wide.

I crawl under the table and you feel my hands softly caressing your bare thighs.

You spread some jam on the fresh toast, and enjoy the fruity smell of it as it spreads across the surface. I softly kiss inside your thigh, just above the knee.

You take a bite of the toast, feeling the crisp texture and sweet flavor in your mouth, as you feel my lips slowly kissing up the inside of your left thigh.

My hair is rubbing across the skin of your right thigh, as you take a sip of your strong coffee. You taste the dark bitter flavor of recently roasted coffee beans. The coffee is hot and rich as you sip it.

You feel me pull your hardening cock from your shorts and my warm breath between your legs. My tongue slowly goes up and down your shaft and then around your tip.

You cut into the omelet, and take a forkful to your mouth. The eggs and warm vegetables, so warm and tasty. You feel my mouth on your cock and it feels so good.

Taking your knife, you slowly cut into the sausage. It also smells so good. You take a bite of it. It’s warm smoky and spicy flavor fills your mouth.

I slowly lick around your tip again, and then take it deep into my mouth. You feel my hand grab your tightening balls.

You take another sip of your coffee, holding the cup in both hands and focusing on how good my mouth feels. You move your hips, trying to hump against my mouth.

You set down your coffee and take another bite of sausage, thinking that the salty flavor reminds you of my cock. You then reach one hand under the table and grab my hair.

I suck you deeper as you hold my face pressed against you. My nose rubs you. You focus on me, forgetting the rest of the food on your plate.

You grab my head with both hands and hump my mouth harder.

“Yes, you feel so good. I want to cum in your mouth.” The waves of pleasure build inside of you. You feel my warm wet mouth fully engulfing you as it pulses and throbs.

You try to steady your breath as you loosen your hold on me.

I crawl out from under the table, walk to the kitchen and pour a cup of coffee. “Is everything alright with your breakfast?” I ask with a smile.