Daniel’s not sure who started trying to get the other bloke’s clothes off first, but pretty soon they’re shirtless and fumbling at trouser buttons.
“Stand up,” he tells Rob hoarsely, dropping on his knees on the floor. Shakily, he manages to undo Rob’s trousers and they fall to the ground, leaving only a thin layer of cotton between him and what he’s after. The bulge in those underpants looks fucking gorgeous and Daniel mouths it through them while Rob gasps. Carefully, Daniel pulls the waistband down and over the head of that lovely cock. Even next to the rest of Rob’s bulk, it looks big. Daniel spares a moment to wonder what the fuck Rob’s doing here with him when he could have anyone he wanted. Then he gets to work, nuzzling him, licking him, teasing him before finally plunging him into his mouth.
“Condoms…” Rob rasps, and for a moment Daniel’s appalled at himself for forgetting the cardinal rule. He fishes in his back pocket and pulls out a foil packet.