Xavier groaned when Caspar touched him, pushing his hips against Caspar's hand. "Stroke it," he said, kissing and nipping at the other boy's neck as he moved his fingers inside him. Caspar felt so tight and hot. Xavier knew he had to be careful to stretch him out, but he was dying for some contact.
"I don't care about my hair right now. I just want to make you feel good." He leaned up and kissed Caspar again. "I want to get your cock hard."
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