@peccatumxpuerorum // continued from here.
Xavier was never much of a dancer but he could be persuaded here and there so when his younger lover had requested a strip trade he’d pulled out all the stops. It wasn’t exactly a frat of choreography by any means but he put his all into it and had even managed to stay on beat the entire time, letting the teen pick his song though he had expected to regret that decision.
“Having a good time?” He purred sensually, hips rolling against his lover’s crotch as he did some kind of roll off his lap and then just perched on it, arms draped around the other male’s shoulders. “I hope you enjoyed it.”
chad always knew his boyfriend was hot, his brothers and friends always told him how lucky he was. but he gaped at the realization, really, of how sexy Xavier was. his shapely legs swinging to the rhythm of the music, his buttocks rubbing against his crotch, separated by two trousers. feeling the older man finally stop dancing, sitting on his lap. “that was the sexiest thing I've ever seen.” he whispered, kissing the other’s neck with lust as one of his hands rested on xavier's thigh and the other opened his jeans.
it looked like caleb's dick would explode. maybe it really would explode. a few minutes before the other two, he went into his brother's room to get a borrowed shirt, but when he saw Xavier's underwear resting on the floor, he could not resist. now, it was hidden in the brother's closet, the black jockstrap in one hand, the stick very hard in the other. always considered the brother and the boyfriend well-liked, but never thought they were better still together.
