We Can Still Kiss

Alfred sensed Samantha tightening her hold on him. He was skeptical about what was on her mind, but what was clear to him is that his brother was getting harder by the second. He could only hope she did not notice.

They were both standing in the living room, just embracing each other and had been for minutes. 

When Samantha let go, they both gave each other awkward stares before Alfred caressed her cheeks, getting ready to lean over. 

"Sam," he called, seemingly asking for another permission. 

When she said no words, only blinking her eyes and focusing on his lips, it was the ultimate go signal for Alfred. He put both his hands on her cheeks. He lowered himself and covered her lips. 

Softly, Alfred began with light pecks on her delicate and small lips. It instantly brought his manhood to a different level of hardness. He had never experienced this before and it thrilled him to carry on.