[He yields eagerly to the kiss and the scratch of the beard, only pushing back a little against Billy's tongue, a muffled moan slipping out at the intensity of it. He steps even closer, until they're pressed up against each other, his erection hot and needy against Billy's thigh.
What does he think about? Well, it's hard to narrow it down. It ranges from the tame -- kissing and touching and undressing and kissing some more -- to the highly unsuitable for family viewing: Billy's rough hand on his cock; that teasing, heavily accented voice telling him what to do, making him beg; being shoved to his knees or bent over, held down--
It's bad enough that he keeps thinking it, but admitting any of it to Billy?
no subject
What does he think about? Well, it's hard to narrow it down. It ranges from the tame -- kissing and touching and undressing and kissing some more -- to the highly unsuitable for family viewing: Billy's rough hand on his cock; that teasing, heavily accented voice telling him what to do, making him beg; being shoved to his knees or bent over, held down--
It's bad enough that he keeps thinking it, but admitting any of it to Billy?
Nooo fucking way.
He chances a small grin instead.]
That's confidential information.