Jaime had snuggled up to dozens of erections and yet this felt like the first time he’d let a guy grope him behind the high school bleachers. Jaime checked to make sure Tyler was feeling groovy before he ground his hips against Tyler’s. He had to put his hands on the wall on either side of Tyler’s head to keep from pulling him into a kiss. Jaime bit his lower lip to keep himself in check. The last thing he wanted to do was freak the guy out by making things weird. He had to keep this purely physical.
“So how do you propose we settle the score?” Jaime asked. His hips traced circles around Tyler’s erection.
“I don’t know,” Tyler sounded suddenly uncertain. “I’ve never gone down on a guy. I know I wouldn’t be as good as you are.”
It was so sweet that Tyler was worried about pleasing him.
