Del dropped a foil-wrapped condom on the bed alongside the lube. The mattress dipped when he sat down. “We’re just going to make out for a while, okay? And see what happens. It doesn’t have to be tonight.”
Justin nodded again and settled back against the mattress as Del stretched out beside him.
Del leaned in and kissed him, one hand sliding up his ribs, and Justin melted into the sensation. He always did, with Del. Del’s kisses started out soft and sweet, and then quickly turned to teasing, and then to something hungry and demanding, which Justin met in equal measure. His lingering nerves were consumed by the heat of his rising passion, and turned to ashes. By the time Del began to move, leaving a line of kisses down Justin’s torso, Justin was hard and aching for more.