Nigel & Lance

He grabbed Lance’s arm, “Lance, come on. Let’s just try to enjoy the rest of our day.” He let his other hand slide down his back and onto his ass.
As much as Lance tried not to respond, he knew fighting it was useless. Every time Nigel touched him his mind turned into much and his cock got hard. All he could think about was having him.
Giving in, he pushed himself against Nigel, feeling his arousal against his own. He heard a gasp as Nigel leaned over and brushed his lips against his. Realizing it was him that made the sound he knew, without a doubt, their conversation was over.
As Nigel felt Lance’s body relax, he knew they could enjoy the rest of their day. They could now enjoy each other.
It felt like forever had passed since they were in each other’s arms last night. Surprisingly, the longer they were together, nothing ever got old. Everything stayed new. Nigel desired Lance as much now as he did the first day they met.
Reaching to the back of his shirt, Nigel pulled it over his head and let it fall to the floor.
Instantly Lance latched onto a pierced nipple with his mouth. He loved Nigel’s bad boy look, the long hair, the pierced nipples and cock, the tattoos. It’s what made Nigel stand out. He had first been attracted to him when he saw the huge dragon tattoo that spanned across his back. Well, the muscles didn’t hurt anything either.
He ran his hand down Nigel’s muscular abs and heard him moan as his hand grazed the top of his cock. Urged on by the sound, Lance unfastened Nigel’s jeans, pulling them down as he dropped to his knees in front of him.