Waiting after Practice

Tom pressed his hips hard into Jeremiah's.

Jeremiah moaned softly.

Tom almost rubbed their hips together as he kissed, pinching Jeremiah's n*pples.

Jeremiah moaned, back arching slightly, his own hands working harder.

Tom kissed him deeper.

Jermeiah kissed harder.

Tom moaned, kissing as hard.

Jeremiah put more energy into rubbing TOm's n*pples.

Tom groaned very happily, feeling himself stir with excitement below. He pulled his hips away slightly.

Jeremiah gave a light moan, slightly glad that TOm had.

Tom slowed his hands down.

Jeremiah let his own hands slow.

Tom slowly took his hands out of Jeremiah's top.

Jeremiah's hands slid out of Tom's top, and he found himself unable to wait until they were completely alone.

Tom slowed down the kiss, pulling back and leaning his forehead to Jeremiah's.

Jeremiah gave a smile, stroking TOm's cheek and then lowering his hand.

Tom's eyes sparkled. "Let's go get dinner..."

Jeremiah smiled slightly and nodded, "Okay."

Tom blushed suddenly, stepping back and leading the way.

Jeremiah followed him, face going nearly blank.

Tom stretched.

Jeremiah watched him.

Tom had a cute butt.

Jeremiah had noticed

Tom yawned.