He straddled Vaughn’s lap, had a momentary pause followed by a blissful rush at the growing hardness he felt there, and then lowered his chest over Vaughn’s. “Wow.” Randy waited for Vaughn to open his eyes before continuing the comment. And when Randy did speak, he moved his hips—back and forth, back and forth, teasing both their c***s with friction. “And here I thought your arms were the hardest part of you.”
“Oh…” The vowel came out long and soft. Vaughn slapped both hands on Randy’s ass and tried to pull their bodies impossibly closer.
“You can do better than ‘oh’, can’t you?” Randy teased. He wiggled a few inches of space between their chests and then yanked at Vaughn’s shirt. The snap buttons gave way easily. He pulled the fabric to the side, and with his mouth already watering, he
