figure out why it had started, but knew that that was the moment it had begun. Billy had a comforting, friendly arm around him and Ian’s head was rested back on the former quarterback’s muscled shoulder. He was staring into the bottom of the glass on the table. He realized that his hand was resting on Billy’s thigh and he absent mindedly began to rub the palm of his hand up and down it, drunkenly memorizing the fabric of Billy’s jeans.

He could feel Billy massaging his shoulder, and then felt Billy’s other hand begin to squeeze his thigh. Ian shifted a little and looked at Billy’s face, so familiar, so tender and those deep, deep eyes so inviting. The next thing he knew they pulled into a kiss. Their hands started roaming over each other and the kisses got deeper and stronger.

It wasn’t long before Ian couldn’t tell if the moans he was hearing were coming from Billy or from him, but he could feel Billy’s throbbing hard on as he squeezed his crotch, and knew it was almost as hard as the dick in his own pants. Billy slid on his back on the sofa and pulled Ian on top of him. His hands slid under Ian’s tee and began to caress the slight dark fur of his chest.

Billy wrapped his legs around Ian and Ian fell deeply into his body and deeper into a kiss. They began to lose control and Ian began to kiss the nap of Billy’s neck. He reached down and fumbled for the zipper in Billy’s jeans and felt his dick free itself with a thrust. Ian grabbed it hard through his jockey shorts and felt its massive girth.

“Oh, God, Ian”, Billy panted, “don’t stop, please don’t stop”. Billy slid his hands down into the seat of Ian’s sweat pants and slid them down past his hips. Ian could feel his naked hard on sliding up and down Billy’s throbbing cock. Billy stroked Ian’s dripping dick and Ian stroked Billy’s.

“Ian,” Billy moaned, almost whispered, “Ian, I need you to fuck me. Will you fuck me?”

Ian stuck his tongue into Billy’s mouth again and then said, “Okay, but suck me first.”

Billy smiled and pushed Ian to his knees, Ian’s throbbing dick a few mere inches from Billy’s smile. He stuck out the tip of his tongue and touched the opening on the head of Ian’s cut hard on. Billy’s tongue darted back in his mouth and then he licked his lips, then opened and slid the whole of Ian’s dick in his mouth.

“Oh yeah, buddy,” Ian threw back his head and moaned, “Suck me. Suck my dick.”

Billy’s head began to bob up and down on Ian’s dick and Ian reached down and began to play with his buddy’s ball sack. Billy spread his legs a little and Ian tried to push his jeans down further so he could stick his finger into his buddy’s ass, but was enjoying what Billy was doing with his dick too much too try too hard.

Ian had begun to fuck Billy’s face when they heard the key in the front door. Billy pushed Ian off and darted across the room yanking up his jeans. Ian quickly pulled up his pants and grabbed a pillow to cover his erection just as Renee walked in through