The
startled look on Kevin’s face was funny. Nate chuckled
and focused on his sandwich and coffee. Soon he was
finished and crushed the foil before closing the lid
on the thermos. He handed the thermos to Kevin but
held it as he took it.
“I don’t
ever ask a question I don’t want the answer to.” Nate
moved his head closer. “And you should be careful who
you choose to study so much you know their favorite
lunch meat.” He released the thermos.
Kevin took
it and set it on his other side. “I know what Vic
likes too. That doesn’t mean anything.” Kevin licked
his lips.
“Maybe
not.” Nate softened his voice. “But in my case I
highly doubt that.”
“What do
you want from me, Nate?”
Kevin’s
voice had deepened, and Nate’s cock hardened. Kevin
licked his lips again, and this time Nate couldn’t
stop himself. He leaned in and followed the tongue
with his own. Kevin jerked and moaned, the sensation
vibrating against Nate’s tongue.
What are
you doing? This is a bad idea. The thought didn’t
stop him from following the sound, moving his tongue
along the plump skin of Kevin’s lips.
“Let me
in,” he growled.
Kevin
opened, moving closer. Nate took his offering, kissing
him hungrily. Kevin met him with his own tongue, and
they fought for dominance of the kiss. Nate grunted as
Kevin gave in and relaxed into the kiss, opening more. |
