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| The hair's not quite curly enough to be Liam, but yum! |
Darrel slipped a hand under Liam’s shirt, slowly running it over his bare abdomen. The touch sent such a shiver through Liam’s body that he broke off the kiss. Darrel grinned and asked, “Ticklish?”
“A little. And just so worked up.”
Darrel’s smile broadened. “Good.” With that, he resumed caressing the other boys abdomen, slipping his other hand under Liam’s shirt as well. Liam moaned and leaned closer to Darrel, resting his head on the other boys shoulder.
Darrel brought his hands to Liam’s sides and used them to start pushing the other boy’s shirt slowly up his body, exposing Liam’s pasty stomach and chest. Liam lifted his arms and allowed the other boy to remove his shirt completely. He sat there feeling somewhat exposed. Darrel placed his right hand on Liam’s chest and ran his thumb over the left nipple there, then he playfully pushed the shirtless boy backward. Liam fell back, the futon’s arm pressing into him just below his shoulder blades.
Darrel knelt next to him and began to massage his bare chest while he returned to kissing him deeply.
Liam lay there, giving in to the pleasure his lover’s touch was producing.
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