The House on Willow Creek Lane: Male-Male Romance
Mathis B. Rogers
He bent down to kiss me on the cheek. He slipped his strong right arm around me and pulled me against his massive, hairy chest and kissed me on the lips. Breaking the kiss, but unable to step away from him, not that I really wanted to because his warm, hairy chest felt so good against mine. Wes let his warm, strong hand run down my back and he slipped his fingers beneath the waistband on my swim trunks and gently squeezed my left buttock as he kissed me again. He was, indeed, making me horny, now.