His eyes stole a glance at Dylan who seemed on the edge of going crazy. His hunger for more leaked down his chin, and he'd never looked any better. Kyle swallowed the urge to make him more of a mess, but the throb in his pants gave him other ideas.
**I want him so bad.**
He placed a soft kiss on his shoulder, satisfying a pinch of his thirst.
**I want to hear his moans... I want to hear him call my name. Just my name.** he quietly raised his hand still placed on Dylan's chest and willfully pulled out the ball in Dylan's mouth.
"Haa... Kyle." Dylan breathed, turning his dizzy eyes to him. "I'm hot."
Kyle felt something burn up inside him from his voice, his left hand squeezed hard at Dylan's butt and he pressed his bulge against them while burying his face in Dylan's neck. He was slow
