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Noah's been getting hard since Freddie touched his stomach, so when he feels Freddie's cock pressed between them he's glad to find he isn't the only one. He moves his hand down to tug at the waist of Freddie's pants, aligning their hips so he has something to lazily rut up against.
"Okay," Noah says, dreamily, tilting his head so Freddie can keep kissing his neck, too, if he wants.
"Oh. Wait. Please, can I-- can I suck you first?" He blushes when he asks, but it's clear he wants it. He's never even seen a real cock in person, and now that Freddie wants more than just to kiss, his mouth is practically watering for it.
Noah's been getting hard since Freddie touched his stomach, so when he feels Freddie's cock pressed between them he's glad to find he isn't the only one. He moves his hand down to tug at the waist of Freddie's pants, aligning their hips so he has something to lazily rut up against.
"Okay," Noah says, dreamily, tilting his head so Freddie can keep kissing his neck, too, if he wants.
"Oh. Wait. Please, can I-- can I suck you first?" He blushes when he asks, but it's clear he wants it. He's never even seen a real cock in person, and now that Freddie wants more than just to kiss, his mouth is practically watering for it.
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"No, it's-- No," he says, realizing that doesn't sound too reassuring. He gives a jerk of his head toward the door before walking Noah to it. His smile is small then, almost sheepish when he reaches the door, turning back to Noah. "Just wasn't quite expecting to end the night with a date."