“Hey, what are you doing?” I asked assuming it was Garbanzo.
“You” was his response.
He pushed me over the edge of the bed, undid my pants, pushed them off my hips, and slid his cock into me.
“Why are you wet?” he asked.
“You” was my response.
The moment alone was going to be only a moment. We both knew that. A kid could come back at any time. So, he fucked me hard and fast while I was bent over the bed. And with a final thrust, he came.
“You’ll get yours later, I promise.”
And I know I will….or more accurately, did.