Thoreau looked up at Rooney for a moment, then nodded, pushing his hands under the other boy's shirt. He liked the idea of a reward. "I can be good."
He kissed Rooney's stomach as he stood to get the shirt over Rooney's head, then sat on the bed again, undoing his trousers and pushing them down his hips, doing his best not to let his hands wander.
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