Deli RP
Tyler rocks his erection against Bob’s as he kisses him. He sinks lower, kissing and sucking on his Adam’s apple. “I’m just getting started,” Ty huffs, pinning Bob’s arms over his head.
Bob bares his neck for Tyler, another groan escaping him. “Oh my god..” He gasps as his arms are pinned down, rocking his hips up a bit.
Tyler pushes up Bob’s t-shirt, his mouth exploring Bob’s patterned chest hairs, his nipples, and ribs. He moves even lower, kissing his stomach. “Wonder what we can get away with out here,” Ty muses, pulling Bob’s cock out just enough to lick the head and slit.
Bob sits up enough to remove his shirt and props himself up on his elbows to watch Tyler.
“Oh god, I.. right here, Ty?” He blushes, his cock throbbing as he feels his tongue.
“The beach is dead,” Tyler moans. “Wanna go under the pier?” He reaches into his pocket, flashing a condom and travel pack of lube with a devilish smirk.
He blushes brighter and pulls him up into a kiss, moaning against his lips. “Lead the way, handsome..” He mumbles, nipping at his lips.
Tyler leads Bob slowly, giving teasing glances back. He’s left his shoes, plodding barefoot in the warm sand. He turns pink, thinking of what he’s walking into.
