Chapter 8: Chapter 8

Kimo’s body relaxed. “Bro, that really works. I only got to my seventh-grade teacher, but it works.”

Kimo jumped to his feet, pulled his briefs up, and bent in front of Dylan. “I’ve always wanted to do this.” He scooped Dylan in his arms, heading for the bed. Dylan’s arms wrapped around the big guy’s neck. Kimo stared into Dylan’s eyes. “I love to kiss women, but never wanted to do it with a guy, until now.”

Dylan pulled him close, and their lips met with caution at first, then deeper. Kimo positioned Dylan on his back like he was a precious item. Dylan held his neck and pulled him on top of himself. They hugged and rolled the width of the bed and back again. There was no hesitation for another kiss, deep and long. They hugged, and hands roamed. Kimo rotated into the sixty-nine posture.

“I want to make you cum, Dylan. Have I told you that your name is sexy?” He eased Dylan’s briefs down to his thighs and licked the exposed cock.