When the kiss ended, Winston said, “My cock is full. I want to make love with you.”
Travis took Winston’s hand and put it on his own groin, over his erection. He took him by the hand and led him inside toward the bedroom.
Angela was in the hall and asked, “What’s up?”
Winston almost yelled, “He’s gay!”
They closed the bedroom door and stood at the side of the bed and kissed again, then stared into the other’s eyes. Winston smiled. So did Travis, and Travis began to undress Winston.
“I’m a bit rank.”
“You smell marvelous. So manly.” He got Winston’s shirt and undershirt off and revealed a hairy chest, a hell of a lot more hair than the average guy. Travis said, “Sorry, I don’t have any chest hair. Maybe puberty will hit soon.” Travis grinned and licked Winston’s chest and then his nipples. “I love a hairy man.”
Winston held the back of Travis’ head and moaned. “Suck me, please.”