GuyHal doing 100, dry humping?
They don't even make it to the bed in the end.
Hal tackles him to the kitchen floor and gives him a biting kiss that has his cock busting his zipper, and Guy groans into Hal's mouth like he's dying.
"Wait, pants," Guy manages to choke out when Hal disconnects their mouths to start biting and sucking his neck. Hal pulls back with a noise of frustration and they pop their pants buttons, pull down their zippers, and start dry humping each other through their boxers like a couple of animals.
"Mmm," Guy moans into Hal's mouth. That horrible, wonderful mouth he desperately wants on every inch of him. He has the brief image of Hal sucking his dick and he comes in his underwear with a choked moan.
"Did you just come?" Hal pulls back with an amused look, and Guy feels embarrassed.
"I was keyed up, man. I dunno." Guy puts his hands on Halβs hips and pulls his cock to grind against his hip. "C'mon, get off on me." Hal kisses him with a laugh.
"This is so high school," laughs Hal.
"You're the one who couldn't wait," Guy says, hands drifting to grope Hal's ass. Hal groans. "We coulda had lube and everything." Hal laughs again, but more breathless this time. His forehead drops to Guy's shoulder as he grinds faster.
"Fuck, I need something," groans Hal.
Guy lands a sharp smack on that perfect ass, and Hal comes with a shocked moan.
"Ohhhh. Fuck, I needed that." Hal lays half on the floor, half on Guy, panting against his shoulder. A smile creeps across Guy's face and he starts to giggle uncontrollably. Hal turns his face toward him with a hand on his cheek, smiling at whatever goofy face Guy's making.
"What?"
"I dunno. Us here, everything?"
"You know, I bet I have another round in me..." Hal waggles his brows, making Guy laugh again. Guy puts his ring up to his mouth.
"Ring: activate boner."
Hal laughs, rolling away from him.


















