“Ok” he settled down beside me. XXNX “Sorry if they’re a bit big” he said, quietly again. “I’m serious” he breathed in the base of my neck. Dave’s t-shirt was sticking to his back, defining his muscles perfectly, his trousers heavy with water. “Sorry! “Nah seriously” Rob lent forward. “Are they comfortable?” Shaughnessy piped up. Were we that obvious? I moved my lips to his neck as he burned kisses to my jaw, his eyes furiously bright. “Thank you” I whispered, knowing it was the wrong thing to say, but I couldn’t find the words I needed. His tracksuit trousers were tight and stiff and wet, and I pushed them down and away His cock began stiffening, and pulled up to meet my hand. He wasn’t close enough, and I pulled myself against him, tracking my hand up his chest, laying my palm over his heartbeat. At 7am I slipped out of his house again, leaving a single scrawled note on his pillow. He groped for my hand in the half light, and squeezed it, slowly regaining the control he’d been seconds away from losing.
