[Teddy's allowed to be selfish enough to indulge that desire - it's his birthday, and this is his birthday present - and it's better off that way, because with Billy's eyes clenched at the sensation of Teddy's erection grinding into him, faster, harder, the view would just be wasted on him. He's seen it already, and it was great. Now it's Teddy's turn.
He's getting close now, so close, he can feel it. And he doesn't even bother trying to tell Teddy anymore because his body does the job for him- the way his back arches, the way his muscles tighten, the way he gets almost agonizingly hard in Teddy's hand. The way he moans, loudly and without restraint, mouth agape, hair shining in starlight. And then Teddy's next thrust hits deep and rough and just right, and he cries out, finally releasing messily between them.
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He's getting close now, so close, he can feel it. And he doesn't even bother trying to tell Teddy anymore because his body does the job for him- the way his back arches, the way his muscles tighten, the way he gets almost agonizingly hard in Teddy's hand. The way he moans, loudly and without restraint, mouth agape, hair shining in starlight. And then Teddy's next thrust hits deep and rough and just right, and he cries out, finally releasing messily between them.
Oh, hell.]