Cradled in the muscles of Bobby's strong arms, he held on to Peter as the man came off the zenith of his climax. He stroked his back, chilled fingers against hot skin, and massaged the back of his calves into the grooves of Peter's shoulders where they were hitched.
"I've got you baby," he whispered into Peter's ear and kissed his neck, "I've got you."
When their lips met again, Bobby kissed him slow and deeply to let his tongue languidly explore the cavern of Peter's mouth. He moved his hands up to hold the sides of his head, stroked his fingers through his lover's hair and through his beard. Bobby took the opportunity to playfully torment him a little and rock his hips against Peter to feel his cock move inside him a little more, still held tight in the flexed muscles of his ass. This time it was accompanied by the wet sound of the man's come inside him, a sound that made Bobby moan happily as he heard it.
"I feel thoroughly fucked, babe," Bobby said with a grin before nuzzling his cheek against the coarse hair of Peter's beard. "And it feels amazing. You're amazing. Just...stay inside me for a little longer? I just want to hold you and...and feel this, remember it."