Chapter 17

Pretty white teeth pulled at Thomas’s bottom lip. “Clark, I’m gonna come.”

Clark swallowed. He felt a tingle up his own spine. He rubbed his cock against Thomas’s ass. “Me too.”

He cupped Thomas’s jaw and turned Thomas’s face toward his enough to meld their mouths together. Thomas quivered, tensed, and then groaned into Clark’s mouth as cum spurted from his cock. Clark reacted almost instantly to the pleasured ecstasy on Thomas’s face, his balls tightening almost painfully. His own release slammed through him, creamy liquid covering the outside of Thomas’s ass.

Clark wrapped his arms around Thomas’s middle, trying to pull him even closer, if that were possible.

“Wow, that was…that was great,” Thomas said.

“Yeah,” Clark agreed. “I haven’t come just by rubbing against a lover since I was a teenager.”

Thomas yawned. “Now I’m sleepy again.”

“Go to sleep. When you wake up we can have more sex.”

Thomas groaned and closed his eyes. “I don’t know if I can take it.”