Andrew knew that he was always pushing it when he went for Joshua's throat, but it was one of his favorite parts of the boy. He groaned against the skin there and rocked his hips harder as he lifted his head to kiss Joshua on the mouth again.
"Fuck, Joshua," he muttered against the other boy's lips. "You feel so good..."
He kept working his hand over the other boy's cock as he moved his hips, growing weak in the knees. How was he going to go without this for a month, maybe two?
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