Waiting after Practice

"And what were your answers?" Tom asked, blushing slightly.

Sally was sort of.

Jeremiah felt a bit confused, but answered anyway, "That I was generally fine, yes I did have boyfriend but we were keeping it quiet, and yes I would tell him when I was ready to."

Tom nodded. "Okay...shall we continue?"

Jeremiah was still slightly confused, but nodded.

Chelsea ate happily, one arm holding Sally close.

Tom leant down, kissing him.

Jeremiah kissed back.

Tom kissed harder.

Jeremiah kissed as hard, deepening it.

Tom moaned, hands going over Jeremiah's chest.

Jeremiah moaned softly, hands running over TOm's back.

Tom's hands went to Jeremiah's trousers.

Jeremiah let his hands also travel downwards.

Tom fumbled with Jeremiah's belt

Jeremiah kissed deeper, hands undoing Tom's belt.

Tom hurriedly undid Jeremiah's belt, kissing hungrily.

Jeremiah undid Tom's trousers, slipping them off him, wondering if they were ready to take this further.

Tom moaned softly, returning the favour for Jeremiah.

Jeremiah let his hands just rub gently into Tom's skin at the top of his thighs to begin with.

Tom moaned softly, kissing deeper, letting Jeremiah take the lead for now.

Jeremiah matched the depth, letting his hands slowly start to slip into Tom's boxers.

Tom moaned softly once more, own hand stroking over Jeremiah's boxers.

Jeremiah gave a light moan, his fingers lightly touching Tom's length.

Tom shivered, kissing Jeremiah's with a lot of desperation.

Jeremiah slipped down Tom's boxers, stroking down the side of his length.

Tom gasped through the kiss, hardening even more.