Storm moves to walk up behind the sheriff, pressing himself against the male and letting his hands rest on the other’s hips. “So not much warning is needed if the intent is desire?” he asked as he moved to put his lips near the man’s ear.
Paco had a thing for younger guys, and made no effort to hide it. He generally preferred men his own age or at least nearing it, yes, but sometimes boys just scratched a certain itch. He wasn’t exactly sure how old Storm was, but he must have been young enough to fulfill his needs for the night.
To think Storm initially reached out to Paco for career advice; ha. After a few drinks —okay, many drinks— they ended back at Paco’s home with the intention of a few more, but obviously it wasn’t going to remain as chaste as that. Within record time, Paco was pressed against the wall, with Storm’s palpable interest poking itself into his clothed ass.
“That’s a lot of words and effort that could be spent on my ass, you know,” Paco sneers in response, letting the younger fellow manhandle him like it was nothing.