James braced his weight on a forearm beside Eli's head, his free hand moving to caress the young man's face. Though he was breathless from the feel of that strong body gripping his dick so tightly, he still managed to lay a few panted kisses against Eli's lips. Once James was buried, he stilled to let Eli adjust to the feeling. That also gave him a moment to bask in the feeling and catch his breath at the same time.

Leaning more of his weight on Eli, he claimed his lips this time in a deeper kiss, more heated kiss. Before it ended, he rocked his hips, pulling back to thrust back in again. Then again and again, each time pulling back further until he was almost pulling out completely before driving deep again.