Gene’s lips opened and he licked at Billy’s lips. Billy’s mouth opened for him and his tongue swept in, dancing and sliding along with his.
His arms slid around Gene’s waist and pulled him closer so their chests pressed together.
Gene pulled his mouth away for just a moment so he could whisper into Billy’s mouth, “You’re so sexy,Billy, straddling this bike with your hand on your dick.”
His eyes widened and Gene nipped at his bottom lip. “God, you look so innocent, so sweet. And so fucking hot! I just have to make you mine,” he growled against Billy’s mouth, just before he slid his hands up into his hair and started placing hot, wet kisses along his jaw and down his neck.
Billy shivered and leaned in closer. “Y-you w-want to…make me…yours,” he stammered, overcome with lust and longing and shock.