@boysfromtheburbs "Look, I'm sorry, but you left me no choice." Teddy called over his shoulder, voice barely audible above the bumping bass of the music, as he dragged Rick by the wrist throughout the house. Rick had been grinding against him all night. There was only so much one man could take before he took action. "And you know what you were doing, so don't go acting coy on me, babe." After several failed attempts to find a vacant bedroom at the party they were at, Teddy groaned in relief, shoving Rick in by the chest, shutting the door with his back. "Get naked. I need to be inside you. Like, right now. This is what you've been asking for all night, right?" Teddy asked, already unbuckling his belt. His cock had been throbbing against his zipper for at least an hour.
Rick allowed himself to be dragged away with minimal resistance. He stumbled as they ascended the steps; he was a little tipsier than he'd like to admit. "I thought we were dancing. I was just trying to show off all my moves." He teased, backing into the room with a playful smirk. "Whose room even is this? Do you know the owners?" Rick's toyed with the waistband of his shorts, pulling it down just enough to show Teddy the straps of the jockstrap he wore underneath. "I would love to. You know I would: I love making you feel good. But what if people walk in on us?" He cooed, leaning in for a chaste kiss, "Could be a little embarrassing, no?"
